This dream probably involved me, my former male classmate JC, and maybe my former male classmate DH being on a team, and we had to have one-on-one fights against another team of professional mixed martial artists including Brock Lesnar.
JC is the only person to have ever beat me in a grappling match in my adult life, DH is the only person that forced me to a draw in a grappling match in my adult life, and both of them are bigger than me and have had some martial arts training (DH is a black belt in probably two martial arts and has military training, and JC had some brief MMA training and years of being a professional wrestling fan who would wrestle for fun more than I did and he has strange joints et cetera that make it harder to do some submission moves against him) but I do not really have any official martial arts training (except for a 1 hour self-defense class for women that I attended with my mom and my male cousin DE once when I was a kid).
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was at my parent’s house, I remember formatting both of my MP3 players and I was going to put my music back on them, but first I checked how much space my music took up to make sure that my music would fit on both MP3 players; but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
All that my voice recording of the other part of the dream said was that it involved my parent’s house/yard again, maybe something about something getting repeatedly stolen and/or something like that, but that is all that my voice recording said and I can not remember this part of the dream.
I only remember part of the end of this dream which took place during the evening or night where some of my family and I drove back from another city (maybe the city of LC) back to the city of D to go to E Manor, we parked where my dead grandfather CE used to have one of his gardens but I can not remember what we drove/rode there in (maybe the same transport truck/vehicle/automobile from the second/next dream possibly pulling a small house, but I am not sure), and we got out of the vehicle/automobile to walk into the yard; but we heard my uncle CE inside E Manor being loud and having fun, and it sounded like he was having a party with some of his friends inside E Manor.
We decided to quietly leave without being seen/heard instead of going inside E Manor, we had expected no one to be there as usual since no one has lived there since my grandfather CE died last year, and so we quietly started to sneak away; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The second dream is very unclear and confusing because I got caught in a quicksand-like sleep/dream cycle and I overslept and this dream probably restarted at least two times which slight variations/changes each time, and it took place during a nice day as some of my family and I drove maybe a transport vehicle/automobile pulling/carrying a small house on the highway to the city of LC.
My memory of the three different parts/two restarts of this dream is messed up and so is the order of events and the events themselves so expect errors, but I think that the first part was inspired by the video game Fallout 3 (which I played last night); and I think that the second part/first restart was inspired by the film Mad Max (I never seen the entire film before yet), and I think that the third part/second restart was a bit film-like and inspired by the earlier parts of the dream combined with various other things (like the film John Carter, which I never seen before yet, but I did watch a YouTube video the other day by CinemaSins called Everything Wrong With John Carter In 15 Minutes Or Less.
Our trip was going well until a raider/biker gang-like group of men drove around us and they probably attacked us and did something to our vehicle/automobile that caused it to breakdown further up the highway, and so we stopped on the right side of the highway outside a fenced yard with a tall metal fence and a one-story house; and all that I can remember next is us being inside the yard and house in defensive mode using Fallout 3-like energy weapons and small guns to defend against the raiders/biker gang who tried to attack us again several times, and they kept leaving and coming back to attack us like it was a game to them and they were having fun.
I remember there being a small boy with light-colored skin with medium-to-dark colored hair with us and a small orangish/brownish and whitish colored dog with us at this point, and we were supposed to take both of them and the small house that we were pulling/carrying to the city of LC; and inside the house I think that some paranormal-like things happened where creatures/entities (including Fallout 3 super mutants and centaurs, and maybe paranormal-like entities) would magically appear and attack us and parts of the house seemed strange/creepy/weird/paranormal, and so we had to fight them with the weapons we found.
At some point I remember being left alone with the boy and the dog defending them and the yard and house while I guess the rest of my family must have left with someone to get the parts/equipment/help we needed to fix the transport vehicle/automobile so that we could finish our trip and maybe get the police/whoever to stop the raider/biker gang, and the small dog kept running outside into the yard and there was something near the fence that he used to climb and jump over the fence.
I remember going outside to get the dog who was barking at something/someone and he jumped over the fence using the object near the fence so I had to get him, I can not remember what he was barking at but I do remember seeing something/someone outside the fence, and after getting the dog I moved the object so that he could not use it to jump over the fence; and as I continued defending them and the area I possibly had to fight some threats inside the house and outside the fence a few times until my former male classmates SS and DH showed up.
I remember greeting them and bringing them inside the house while explaining the situation to them while asking them to pick out some weapons so that they could help me defend against the threats, the boy showed them that he had a very small and thin blackish colored metal pistol, which he was not supposed to have so I warned him about this; but then I decided to show him how to properly use/handle it because we were in a live and death situation where everyone needed to know how to protect themselves, and I made him promise to be careful and only use it if necessary.
There were several other pistols like this, maybe a laser pistol, maybe a plasma pistol, maybe an alien blaster pistol, and several other Fallout 3-like guns; and I remember everyone picking their guns while I explained how to use/handle them, but I think that the dream restarted.
In the second part/restart of the dream I remembered what happened in the first part of the dream so I was predicting what might happen and I warned the others and we got attacked by a Mad Max-like biker/raider gang and we stopped on the right side of the highway again but this time there was an apartment house ran/run by a somewhat obese woman with whitish colored skin with long medium-to-dark colored hair wearing a t-shirt who was named Greta, Greta let us stay, and so we were under siege by the biker/raider gang who mostly kept their distance waiting like they were partly afraid of Greta.
Greta was the tough no-nonsense type who was actually pretty nice considering and I guess she had dealt with/fought off the biker/raider gang before so they mostly left her alone, they wanted her to give us to them but she refused, and so they gave her a deadline and they would attack if she did not turn us over to them by then; and so there was a standoff, and we started preparing for battle and Greta walked into another part of the house to get ready but the dream restarted again after we waited a long time for Greta to get ready (I assumed that she had enough equipment/defenses to fight a war, and that is why it was taking her so long).
The third part of the dream/the second restart of the dream was like a film and this time we got attacked by a religious cult/group that was like a crazy/violent Amish/Mennonite-like group of people who wore older style clothing and dressed mostly the same and who did not use most modern technology, and with us was a man who looked like the character Matai Shang from the film John Carter; and he said that he was from a species none as the most happy species, but that his species needed something called Force or The Force to be happy because they could not be happy on their own without it but none of them have been able to find Force in a long time so they have been unable to be happy without it.
His mission/goal/hope was to find Force and use Force so that he and his species could be happy again, I remember him flying away or somehow being gone as the cult/religious group chased us forcing us to run on foot because our vehicle/automobile probably got damaged, and I remember coming across the actress Lenora Crichlow playing a character with her hair dyed yellowish and in an older hairstyle and she was dressed in older style clothing and she was with a man with whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair like they were in a slave film or something like that where their relationship was forbidden so they were trying to run away together.
They ran with us because they were being chased as well and I knew this road from the other parts of the dream so I warned them when we got to a part where the road was broken and you had to cross by a small/short custom bridge made of some old wood or something like that (I do not remember this in the other parts of the dream, but somehow I knew or noticed it before they did), and so we carefully crossed this; and I came up with a plan that I can not remember (maybe to find the house to get weapons and fight back), but that is all that I can remember of this dream and I woke up shortly after this.
I must be quick because my dream recall has been terrible the last few days, my memory is fading fast and my memory of my dreams from last night are/is messed up badly, I feel like I am getting sick, I can barely hear out of one of my ears, my throat is sore, I feel like I have been drugged which happened it seems in one of my dreams and it is probably just an effect/affect of me probably getting sick (maybe the flu or a cold or something that my body has been fighting and winning the last few days, but now it is probably starting to loose the battle), I did not voice record my dreams, et cetera so there will not be much left of my dreams by the time I finish typing this; and so most of my dreams will be forgotten and unclear and error filled probably.
I had a harder time sleeping last night and my sleep was disturbed because it was a bit hot and I woke up feeling hot, sore, drained, slightly dehydrated, sinus pressure, et cetera several times between having depressing dreams of depressing destroyed/ugly/terrible/et cetera post-apocalyptic environments/situations/et cetera from the television show The Walking Dead and the video game Fallout 3 (both of which I watched and I played before going to sleep); and some of the characters from both of those/these were in my dreams in many depressing scenarios/situations/environments/et cetera, and I would wake up feeling a variety of negative feelings/effects/affects and feeling like I could barely sleep but that is all that I can remember of these dreams.
All that I can remember of this dream now is that this was my longest and most detailed dream of the night but I can not make much sense of it now with all that happened to me in the real world and in the dream world, and maybe the dream took place in a fictional version of the city of D maybe starting during the day; and maybe I played some sports (probably football/soccer) in a field somewhere with other people earlier in the dream, but I can not remember.
Later in the dream I remember being in an outdoor area like the fenced in yard of the BP School Board Computer Department but instead of their building being there it was a rectangular shaped one-story house where a family lived, I was with a woman from the earlier parts of the dream that I can not remember who I think looked like or was the actress Lenora Crichlow, and she was possibly starting to suffer from a mental disorder/mental/emotional breakdown and/or something like that; and she needed help, and she knew the family who lived at this house so she wanted me to help take her there I think and maybe I somewhat knew this family as well but I can not remember.
I remember us going to the house (which had a main hall with most of the rooms on both sides of it with, and there was an entrance/exit to the house from the parent’s bedroom and one from the living room) and the family who lived there had whitish colored skin with a husband, wife, several daughters (one was probably in elementary school, one was probably in high school, and two were adults), and at least one brother; and most of them seemed nice and maybe the wife was a doctor who knew how to deal with problems that the woman was having, but I can not remember.
We talked to the wife about the woman’s situation and I think that they let the woman sleep/stay in one of the extra rooms and maybe the wife gave her a sedative or something to help her sleep, and I remember talking with various members of the family about various things (about the woman, about their family, about maybe how we knew each other, and more) and they treated me like I lived there and maybe they invited me to stay which was nice but a bit odd and I felt a bit uncomfortable being treated so nicely like I was part of their family so I probably politely declined.
Some uncomfortable moments happened during the evening that I can not remember exactly except one of these moments possibly involved me either trying to leave or return to the house but for some reason that I can not remember I only could find the entrance/exit that went through the parent’s bedroom so I had to use that entrance/exit which was even more uncomfortable, and maybe I saw something that was made things even more uncomfortable/awkward like maybe someone naked and/or having sex (probably the parent’s) but I can not remember.
Whatever happened was no big deal to the husband and wife as I explained what I was doing and they told me that everything was okay, they continued to treat me very nicely and like I lived there, and they probably took me to some of the others so that we could talk/hang out and I had some good conversations with them; and their son had some male friends over partying in another room, and while I was talking to the others one of the son’s male friends walked from the room where they were partying and he brought me a clear cup with only a bit of whitish/foggy clear liquid in it saying that I should drink it because it would help me feel better.
I was in a good mood and I decided to accept the drink and drink it even though he did not tell me what it was when I asked him and I was suspicious of drinking unknown drinks from unknown people, which was stupid of me but it was a rare risky decision that I made in this positive and somewhat uncomfortable moment because the family seemed trustworthy and so I assumed that I could hopefully trust the son’s friend(s) too, and so I drunk a bit of it; and I instantly started to feel strange like the drink was drugged, the friend and maybe the other friends smiled and laughed, and I remember saying that I felt strange.
I started to get the feelings/effects/affects of being drugged and that I was going to loose consciousness and eventually I probably collapsed/lost consciousness, I heard some of the friends talking about what they should do to me, but the son probably refused their ideas/pranks/whatever; and the rest of the family probably found me and maybe moved me to one of the beds/bedrooms of one of the adult daughters who possibly had yellowish colored hair.
I remember waking up during the night in a bed with one of the adult daughters sleeping in it against me, one of her cheeks were a reddish color from it leaning against my body for too long, and she woke up once she realized that I was awake; and I could not remember anything and I still felt partly drugged, and so she told me what happened.
I asked her questions about if anyone did anything to me/my body and she said no, I also asked her about why she was in the same bed as me, and she probably told me that this was her room/bed and that her parent’s wanted her to watch over me to make sure that I was okay; and so she was doing that until she fell asleep, and then I remember us talking and having a good conversation.
We probably liked/were attracted to each other and so we laid there together talking and maybe somewhat cuddling and maybe her parent’s came to check on me, they seemed happy to see that I was doing better and that their daughter and I seemed to like each other, and it seemed like they had hoped that this would happen and/or possibly partly planned this; and they probably even said that they either had hoped for us to end up together and/or they were happy for us to be together, and that they would be happy to have me become part of the family one day and they walked back to their bedroom smiling/happy.
I probably still tried to be a bit suspicious about the situation and to try to look for any signs that something was done to me while I was drugged/unconscious, that the woman was okay, et cetera but I also tried to enjoy the moment; but that is all that I can remember of this dream or make sense of it, and some of it is possibly error filled and definitely incomplete and so this probably does not properly show what actually/really happened in some parts of the dream.
For some unknown reason or reasons I did not voice record my dreams each time that I woke up to use the bathroom last night, I remembered part of my dreams but I forgot most of them after going back to sleep each time, and I went to bed too late and I over slept so I barely remember part of two dreams.
Before going to sleep I played some Fallout 3 and then I read Seepurple’s latest blog post (I almost could not believe what I was reading and at first I wondered if it was just a dream or a fictional story, what happened to her is terrible, and I just can not understand why some people do things like that), and so both of those things influenced some of my dreams last night; and my main dream of last night was based on Seepurple’s latest blog post, which I wanted to comment on last night but it was a very sensitive topic and it was very late and I was very tired and I could not think clearly so I decided that I should wait until today to comment on it, and I hope that my second dream does not offend Seepurple or make her feel any worse during this sensitive time. 😦