All that I can remember of this dream is that I was inside a gym-like building with my family, some of my family members, and some other people.
We were trapped inside this building, locked inside of it somehow, and one or more very dangerous and power threats were inside there with us.
I felt that my only hope to defeat the threat(s) and save the others was to unlock my hidden potential and go all out by basically powering up and not holding back and just going wild, but if I did this I felt that I would probably lose control of myself; and I was afraid that I would kill other people by mistake et cetera.
I had a very large metal syringe that was filled with some kind of liquid that was a drug/chemical/whatever that was supposed to be used on me if I did lose control, and this was supposed to be able to bring me back under control if necessary.
I gave the syringe to someone and they probably put some of the liquid from it in another syringe as a backup, and they gave the second syringe to someone else.
I warned the others to stay away from me during the battle, except if I lose control, and then they were to inject me with the syringe if they can before it is too late.
I then went to power up and let go of any mental/physical/et cetera restraints, I let myself go wild and unlocked some of my hidden potential, but my memory of the battle et cetera does not exist because even in the dream I lost all memory of this when I lost control.
All that I remember is that I did lose control during the battle, and the others had to inject me with the syringe; I possibly destroyed one of the syringes during this before they were able to inject me with the second one.
They probably injected me in the butt or thigh, then I started to regain control of myself, and then my memory started back but I could not remember anything else that happened when I lost control.
I asked if the others were okay, fortunately I did not hurt anyone else, and I had defeated the threat(s).
Eventually I went outside in what looked like the alley outside my parents yard during the day, and my mom walked over to me and introduced me to a woman with very light-color skin with long red hair who I recognized.
She looked slightly like a combination of several people like Alice Morgan and Jessica Robbin and Jessica Ryan, but mostly she looked like Alice Morgan; and I asked her if she was either of the Jessica’s and then I asked her if she was Alice Morgan, and she replied coyly that she was Alice.
She did not specify if she was Alice Morgan exactly, she seemed to want to keep that a mystery, and this was fun to her.
We talked and she tried to be a bit mysterious, playful, and slightly seductive.
She explained that she was summoned when I lost control, that she was my summon/I had summoned her, basically it seemed that I had somehow set her to automatically summon if I lost control or I had summoned her before I lost control, but I am not sure.
Alice was an emergency backup I assume to help stop me if I lost control and/or to help protect the others and/or to help me win the fight.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 2
This dream involved a woman and some others driving in one or more vehicles past the old F Baptist building in the city of D late in the afternoon or early in the evening, and they were transported Chucky from the Child’s Play movies.
I guess they were trying to transport him somewhere where they could lock/seal him away and/or destroy him, but somehow he escaped the vehicle after maybe killing one or more people inside.
I was possibly walking or driving further behind them, when I saw this I rushed to help, and Chucky ran way fast with his little feet/legs before I could reach them; maybe he saw me, him and I have history, and so maybe he remembered that I will kill him/have killed him in various past dreams.
Chucky probably would have killed the woman if I had not shown up, I last saw him run around a corner between two buildings that were the old T-Shirt Store and a small building that the Methodist church uses.
I did not want Chucky to get away and hurt more people, I felt my usual desire to kill him, and I wanted to rush after him immediately but I briefly stopped to talk to the woman and warn her and let her know that I had killed Chucky several times before in the past et cetera.
After a brief rushed talk I ran to try to find Chucky to destroy him again as soon as possible, and I probably yelled out challenging Chucky to come out and face me; and I told him that I was not afraid of him anymore, and that I was going to hunt him down and destroy him like the other times.
I did not think that he would come out, he would probably sneak around killing people, and maybe sometimes he would try to attack me with traps and brief sneak attacks and then run and hide again.
But I woke up before I could find and destroy him unfortunately.
A contemporary re-imagining of the 1988 horror classic, Child’s Play follows Karen (Aubrey Plaza), a single mother who gifts her son Andy (Gabriel Bateman) a Buddi doll, unaware of its more sinister nature.
My Thoughts
This movie was better than I expected, especially for an assumed low-budget movie that was a more modern take on the Child’s Play franchise, and so my brother GC and I liked it more than most critics did.
This movie was pretty consistent, except for the kills often being more comedic than the rest of the movie, and it was paced better than some films so it did not drag on as much as many movies these days.
The new modern twist on the franchise was more relevant and believable, and it was slightly Black Mirror-like in some ways.
My favorite part of this movie were the early scenes between the character Andy Barclay and Chucky that were partly sad but also joyful.
I would probably give this movie a rating of 3.5 out of 5.
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day in Germany, I arrived there with at least one other person for some unknown reasons, and we went looking for somewhere to stay for at least a month or more so we found a multi-story building that several German men with white skin were renting out at least one floor of the building as an apartment with several apartment suites with each having three bedrooms for only a bit over $100 for each person in each apartment suite.
The three German men had recently bought and/or remodeled and/or were given part of the building or the entire building to be used as an apartment because they needed money and work because they seemed to possibly be recent college graduates who were possibly jobless, and so they decided that this could be their job and source of income because they could make money easily and consistently and have affordable housing which would benefit others.
Seed of Chucky poster, version 2 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Last night I remember part of three dream fragments, with the first dream fragment taking place in an unknown building, and I was there with my dad and my cousin DE.
This was one of my Deep Dreams (I guess you could call them that), which are somewhat rare, and in these dreams there are usually toys & various other objects & memories from my childhood; in these types of dreams, it seems/feels like my mind taps into old memory banks in my brain & it explores them in the dream state or something.
The building was dimly lit and it probably appeared to be a red colored brick(ed) multi-floor/story building in an unknown city, and the building appeared to be abandoned.
I remember my dad, my cousin DE, and I walking around making sure that the building was clear & we tried to secure all the doors & windows; and I remember feeling/sensing that there was possibly a threat that was somewhere near and/or would come at some point, but the building itself felt safe.
As we cleared the building and as we tried to secure all the windows & doors, I remember that we found some old toys & other objects from my childhood, and we found an underground entrance to the underground museum-like place of ancient cultures or something like that probably that has been in a few of my dreams before in the past.
Like in the other dreams the underground entrance to the underground museum-like place of ancient cultures was a sturdy metal bunker hatch/door or sewer type round hatch/door with maybe some concrete around it or something like that, but we did not enter the entrance, because I wanted to make sure that the building was safe first and I wanted to secure the building to prevent any possible threats from entering the building while we were exploring the underground museum-like place of ancient cultures.
I remember doubling checking that the windows and doors of the building were secured with extra chains & various other things, and I remember that there was a shelf near one of the windows; and on the shelf were some of my old stuff animal toys from my childhood & a fictional Chucky-like doll that looked somewhat like Chucky from the Chucky horror films.
I used to be afraid of Chucky as a child and he used to haunt some of my dreams, until I finally faced him in a dream once, and then I was no longer afraid of Chucky; ever since then, I usually kill him when he appears in my dreams, and I have killed him several times in dreams throughout the years but he still sometimes comes back.
Every time he is in one of my dreams, he is trying or wanting to do something negative, usually trying to kill or hurt someone, and I usually end up having to kill him; and I probably would still kill him anyway, since I hate him for haunting my childhood & I vowed never to let him terrify my dreams again. 😀
*Note to my Dream Security: There is a Kill Order on Chucky, if Chucky is ever spotted in my dreams, please kill him on site/sight & destroy his body (I usually burn it if I can); thank you. 😀 *
Anyway, I checked to make sure that the Chucky-like doll was not alive and I checked to make sure that he was not Chucky, and he was not alive & he was not Chucky; but I sensed that maybe the threat that I sensed/felt was/would be Chucky.
I could see out of the window that was near the shelf that had some of my old stuffed animal toys on it, and outside it was during the day & I could see part of an alleyway with maybe a large trash dumpster underneath the window & I could see part of a fence; and the window was up higher from the ground & so someone would have to climb on the dumpster & climb up to reach the window, and so I guess we were on the second floor maybe.
It seemed that the building might have been in a quiet corner of some unknown city, but I could not see any people, automobiles, or other buildings from the alleyway.
I took a moment to look at some of my old stuffed animal toys and I noticed that the chain on the window was not properly secured & so I stopped to properly secure it, and I told my cousin DE that we would explore the underground museum-like place of ancient cultures when I finished my last check of the building’s defenses; and my cousin DE walked off to another area to continue the security check with my dad.
As I was still securing the window properly, I then noticed someone standing on the large dumpster outside below the window, and then I felt/sensed the strong feeling that showed that person was the threat that I had felt/sensed the entire dream; and it was Chucky standing on the dumpster smiling with an evil grin while looking in my direction.
I was a bit shocked at first and he did not seem to see me at first, and when I realized that it was Chucky, I went into a frenzy; and I started trying to undo the chains & locks on the window so that I could jump out of the window & kill Chucky AGAIN. 😀
I started talking trying to tell Chucky that he was not going to come into my dream & try to terrify me & that I was not afraid of him & that I was going to kill him again if I could and Chucky saw me and when he realized who I was, his face changed from a confident evil grin into a terrified face of fear, and he seemed to have remembered that I have brutally killed him in several dreams in the past.
I am not sure if he started trying to run away or not, I was too busy trying to get the window open, and I woke up. 😀
My second dream took place in a classroom and my aunt DE & my uncle EG were the substitute teachers for my class, and I remember the dream being like an old elementary class or something but I was an adult still or almost an adult; and the dream was just a boring regular classroom experience, but it was pretty realistic, but that is all that I can remember.
The last dream took place in a small room with a boxing ring and a small crowd of people and I were watching various forms of entertainment, one of which was an entertainment wrestling match with Stone Cold Steve Austin beating up a man to entertain the crowd; and I went into the ring at some point.
Mr. Austin was having fun & he was trying to make the crowd laugh, and he put the knocked out (he was faking, this was entertainment wrestling 😉 ) man on a table & he looked at the crowd trying to see what they wanted him to do next; and I was standing behind Mr. Austin for some strange reason.
Mr. Austin did not know that I was there and his back was facing me as he looked at the crowd smiling, and then he ran against the ropes & he acted like he was going to jump on the table to do his finishing move (The Stone Cold Stunner or something like that 😀 ) on the man through the table; but he was only joking, and him & the crowd started to laugh.
I guess that I was going to stop Mr. Austin if he decided to slam the man through the table or something, because I left out of the ring once I saw that he was not going to slam the man through the table; and I went back into the crowd.
More and more people were coming into the building, and a few celebrities would come into the building to join the crowd; and this would cause a big scene that distracted many people from the entertainment.
One of the celebrities was Arnold Schwarzenegger who was wearing a more causal cream-colored checkered suit coat with brown dress-like pants, he wore a big ring on one of his fingers, and I think he had a cigar; and he sat in a sit in front of me with another celebrity.
Each celebrity seemed to be trying to have a bigger entrance than the other celebrities, and I remember hearing Mr. Schwarzenegger complain that he should have had a bigger reception from the crowd, since he was more famous than some unknown celebrity who walked in; and I remember thinking how sad & annoying that was that these rich celebrities were complaining & trying to out-do each other to get a bigger reception from the crowd, but I realized that some people are just like that. 😀
At some point something big happened, but I can not remember what happened, and people were running & some people were getting attacked; it was almost like a riot or something, it was chaos.
I remember running to a corner of the building with my former classmate MT and something happened to me, but I can not remember what happened, and I just remember being so injured that I could not walk; and MT was trying to kill me for some reason, and I was asking him why was he trying to kill me.
I was too injured to walk, stand up, or defend myself (maybe MT had attacked me from behind or something); and so I could only lay on the ground & ask MT why was he trying to kill me, I was defenseless.
MT said that he knew that I was single and that I had no kids, and so if he killed me, there would be no wife without a husband to worry about or no kids without a father to worry about; and he said he would have killed someone else but he did not know them & that he did not want to kill someone who was married and/or who had kids, and he said that no one would really miss me if he just killed me instead & that my parent’s had several other sons & so they did not really need me.
MT then put his foot on my chest and he started to push down on my chest so that I could not breathe and he was going to kill me that way, and so I could not breathe & I was slowly dying & I could not defend myself; but then my former classmate JF came & he pushed MT out-of-the-way & maybe he even killed MT.
JF asked me if I was okay, I told him that I could now breathe but I was too injured to walk or stand, and I thanked him for saving me; but I told him to save himself, because it was too risky for him to try to help me escape through all the chaos.
But JF refused to leave me there to die, even as I tried to convince him to save himself, and I woke up as we were trying to figure out a way that we could both escape the chaos alive.
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