Dream 1
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was in college, and I lived in a small one-story white college house-like apartment in a field on the outskirts of the college.
I had to walk back and forth from this location and the college each day, there were several other small college apartment houses nearby, and at one of them lived some men with medium-to-dark-color skin who seemed to be dealing illegal drugs and probably doing some other illegal activities.
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Dream 1
I can not remember most of this dream and it is very unclear, I am not sure if I was completely myself during some parts of the dream, I was possibly sometimes a man who was a doctor and / or businessman and who was possibly a ghoul or something because he probably looked weird but I am not sure; maybe the dream jumped back and forth between us often making it almost seem like we were the same person and / or I was able to sometimes see / feel things from his point of view.
At some point someone who was possibly mafia or mafia-connected wanted the man and / or I to do something wrong, we refused, and so this person threatened the man / me but he / I still refused.
One day the man / I returned home, which was a small house on a hill near the edge with water below, and his / my wife was laying outside on the ground.
Some assumed mafia henchmen were probably sent to attack / torture his / my wife and kill her because he / I refused to do whatever they had wanted him / me to do, she was still alive but dying, and she was possibly a ghoul too and / or she was partly skinned and / or burned because she looked strange as well but was still attractive in a way.
Her body was dismembered, everything below her stomach was gone, they had cut her in half but I am not sure where the rest of her body was.
Amazingly she was able to still talk as she was dying, he / I talked with his / my wife as she died, they / we said our final words to each other before she dyed.
After this point the man was probably definitely not me, he called another businessman and / or doctor who possibly had told the assumed mafia where he had lived, and he wanted to know who killed his wife and who gave the order et cetera because he wanted to kill all of them.
The other man agreed to me him, and they met in a building in a hallway and maybe I was there too.
The other man brought two men with him who seemed like his henchmen, I wondered if they had been the ones to kill the man’s wife or involved in another way, and the man wanted his wife’s body reconnected and preserved using taxidermy(?) so maybe he wanted the other man to bring him the rest of his wife’s body.
He also wanted the names of all those involved in her murder, he made an offer that possibly included him not killing them if they had not been too involved in her death, but even he was not sure if he would spare them or not.
The other man looked at the terms and tried to decide if it was worth betraying the assumed mafia or not, but I woke up.
Dream 2
This may have been part of the previous dream but I am not sure, and so I will type it separately.
I was in what looked like the same hallway at the end of the previous dream, and several people were in the hallway including my male coworker JM.
I learned that there was a hidden elevator on the wall to my right (probably from someone in the hallway), I needed to use the elevator, but JM needed to use a code to unlock it first.
JM walked over to the wall, pressed something, part of the wall opened to reveal an elevator, and then JM went to type in a code to unlock the doors so I turned around to give him privacy.
He probably asked me why I was turning around, I told him why, he said that was not necessary since I was a coworker, but then I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
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I had more dreams last night that I would have remembered but I got awakened during the night because someone turned on several heaters unnecessarily and they turned the heater outside the bedroom too high causing the temperature to rise too quickly and get so hot that it disturbed my sleep/dreaming causing me to wake up a bit hot and uncomfortable and starting to sweat a bit, and this caused me to forget all of my dreams that I had before going back to sleep again later once I cooled down a bit.
So because of that disturbance I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream, my memory is so flawed that this dream is now very unclear unfortunately, but I will try to type the little bit that I can remember of this dream.
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