A Shooting In A Walmart-Like Store

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I remember part of one dream fragment from last night that started in D during the day near my aunt JE’s house, and I was walking over there for some unknown reason to do something that I forgot; but I can not remember this part of the dream, I just remember talking with an indirect family member and/or direct family member and a neighbor of my aunt JE.

My uncle WC saw us talking and he walked over to join us and my dad walked over to join us as well, and we all talked but I forgot what we talked about exactly; but I do remember someone mentioning an Easy (Something) all-in-one suit set/kit, that a Walmart-like store sold that included various low-priced sets of an entire suit including dress pants, dress shirt, suit/jacket, tie, et cetera.

I wanted to get at least one suit set that fit me/went with how I looked/et cetera, I hoped for a suit that finally was the right size & the right look to go with how I look, compared to the few times in the past where I wore a suits that were too big and did not look right on me; and so I drove off to this Walmart-like store to look at their Easy (Something) suit sets.

I am not sure if this Walmart-like store was in D or not, the area leading to it looked somewhat like the road by the train tracks by the A Plant that leads to the highway across from Eastside, but the area where the store was located looked like another city and the roads & homes near it were fictional.

I parked in a small single row parking area near a road near the back/side of the store (the store had at least two floors and the clothing section was on the second floor or another upper floor), where maybe the workers parked, and no one was around this area since the entrance was on the front side of the building; and then I walked around to the front of the building, and I went inside the store.

The entire store was being re-modeled/re-organized by the workers, who looked like they had worked over-time trying to get it ready & so they were busy & most of them did not look happy, and so some parts of the store had missing areas & there were boxes/et cetera around the store as workers worked on the re-modeling/re-organizing as their managers gave orders & answered questions that they had since most of them seemed confused like this re-modeling/re-organizing had caught them by surprise.

The clothing area was missing its workers as they worked in other areas and it was missing some of its clothing, so I had no one to ask for help at first, and so I kept looking around for the Easy (Something) suit sets; and I could not find them and so I walked to an area where a manager was instructing workers near an area with short wooden bookshelf-like rows that reminded me of the library from P Elementary, to ask for help.

Everyone was so busy and so I waited for them to finish talking, I listened as the workers and the manager(s) complained about the re-modeling/re-organizing and how it was unnecessary in their opinions, and it seemed that the Walmart-like company was trying to go with a more middle class – upper class appearance & products; like they wanted to be taken more seriously, seem less dependent on cheap products made in China, and attract more people from the middle class and upper class.

A former schoolmate of mine named TM (S), brother of DM, was one of the workers and he saw me & greeted me; but he seemed disappointed & a bit angry with me, like maybe in the past he had given me his contact information & I had never contacted him, and so he felt like I did not want to be friends with him & had abandoned him or something like that it seemed.

He gave some hints that made it seem that my prediction was correct, and he seemed to have mostly forgiven me but he was going to be a bit cold/distant/angry still toward me; and he might have even told me that he mostly had forgiven me & tried to leave it in the past, but that it still angered him a bit, and I probably apologized to him.

I asked him how his brother DM was doing but he gave me a negative response or non-response, and he probably thought that I did not really care about how his brother DM was doing; but then his manager called him and the other workers to walk over for a meeting.

Not far from me the manager congratulated them for their hard work and maybe for completing or mostly completing the re-modeling/re-organizing (even though it did not look done or close to done in my opinion), and they started to talk/complain about it; but as they were talking I noticed two women with medium-dark brownish colored skin with black colored hair walking from the right side of the store toward the manager & the workers with negative-neutral cold facial expressions that I could not read (like one a killer might make).

I thought that they were probably workers or ex-workers or customers who were angry about something, I was on the right side of the room & the managers and the workers were in the center of the room, and as the two women got closer they both pulled out two large black colored pistols & aimed them in the direction of the manager (I probably yelled for everyone to get down); and they started firing their pistols, which shocked the rest of us in the room, and I expected they were there to kill the manager but they started shooting at everyone (I probably yelled for everyone to run).

This felt so real and scary, a huge panic started with people screaming/running/stopping in shock, as the blasts/gunshots loudly echoed through the store as the two women fired rapidly like they had infinite ammunition/magazines or something, and I ran for my life toward the direction they came from; and so I had to pass by them from the right side of the room, but fortunately they were shooting at the center of the room at the time so I got lucky.

It felt so real & I was scared & running in a panic for my life not even trying to save anyone or try to stop the two women as I looked for a window (they both had two guns shooting rapidly and so I felt that they would easily kill me if I tried to stop them), I found a small window that I could barely fit through and I saw a little girl behind me with blond colored hair with whitish colored skin, and I told her to follow me/do not stop/keep moving; and behind her I saw a man with blondish colored hair with whitish colored skin who I assumed was her father, and a few other people probably followed us.

Once I saw that the little girl made it through the window too, I kept going telling them all to follow me/do not stop/keep moving, we were in another part of the store now; and I found a bigger window, and we climbed through it.

This led to another part of the store and we found one or two more windows before we finally reached the outside, well I reached the outside first near where I parked my automobile, and I ran to it for my life; and I drove off for my life, so I did not get to see the others make it outside.

I drove up the road(s) until I reached the area near the train tracks by the A Plant, I had my headlights on so it must have been early morning or something, and three old women were in the road raking leaves or something; and so I had to stop until they moved out-of-the-way, but then I saw some police coming up the road with some of the customers who escaped & so I parked my automobile to see what was going on.

Two police officers who looked afraid wearing police hats, one with whitish colored skin and one with dark brownish colored skin, asked me if I was one of the shooters; and I said no and I described that the two shooters were women, and I described their appearance.

They saw a fictional warehouse-like building near us and they noticed that the door appeared to have been messed with, so they felt that maybe the shooters were hiding in there, and they told me that one or both of the shooters worked or used to work for a company that put doors on warehouse-like buildings; and so they could have easily gotten inside.

They got their pistols out but they were afraid to enter the warehouse-like building and so they paused to try to get courage or wait for backup, and as they were doing that one of the customers who escaped with dark brownish colored skin approached me like he was one of the people who followed me to escape; and he showed me that he had a pistol in his pocket and he was going to help the two police officers, and so I asked him to come inside my automobile to talk quickly.

Inside my automobile I showed him that I had a pistol in there and I got it ready, I put it in my pocket, and then we talked about whether it was a good idea to tell the police officers that we had guns & that we would help them; I worried that they might think we were the shooters, and arrest us or something.

We both decided that the two shooters/women needed to be stopped, and so we got out of my automobile to go help the two police officers; but the dream jumped in time, and I was on my way to a house to meet a woman who I guess was my girlfriend.

She looked like PS CL and she probably was 10 years older than me, as I was driving to the house, I remember thinking about various ways we would/could have sex; and I thought about some of the times in the past where we had sex, and so we clearly had a sexual relationship & it seemed that we had sex a lot and I was looking forward to having sex with her as soon as I arrived to the house.

In my mind I tried to think of the various sex positions we would try today, vividly like it was actually happening, and then I arrived at the house; and she was waiting on a bed for me, and I told her that we failed to find the two shooters/women and that they were still on the loose unfortunately.

I gave her a kiss and went to snuggle with her or something but she pushed me away, she seemed suspicious toward me, and she started asking me questions about the shooting; and then she told me that she thought that I was the shooter, and so she did not trust me & she refused to have sex with me.

I was shocked/confused about why she would think that and how could she not trust me like that, I tried to explain that during the shooting that I was afraid & could have died & that I helped a few people find a way to escape, and that I even tried to help the police; but she still did not believe me, and it seemed that she was going to investigate me until she found enough evidence to turn me into the police.

She got off the bed and walked off since she did not trust me anymore and thought that I was a murderer, I sat there confused/shocked, and I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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