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


My Former Job Again | Two Women From Russia | An Ambush | A Story Of Rape

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Last night I had several dreams that were about fictional versions of my former job, with the first dream starting with my mom telling me that my former job was hiring, and that she wanted to apply for a job there & she wanted me to apply for a job there.

I did not want to return to that job but since my mom wanted to finally start working again, I decided that I would at least try it once, and so we both applied for a job there.

Next I remember going to a fictional version of the building of my former job with my mom, and there seemed to be an open house taking place where the management were talking to people, and most of the workers were gone since they had the day off if they wanted the day off.

My mom and I were not sure which department that we were supposed to work in, and we explored the building, which was really several different buildings that were connected.

The building had a large cafeteria, several different departments, and we found a strange new department that was not opened yet that appeared to be a place for new-born babies & it looked like a baby ward at a hospital or a strange science lab or something with equipment designed for holding babies & caring for babies; and we even found another area where some workers could sleep, since there were beds.

At some point we found the only department with workers in it and there were only two female workers there one with blond colored hair, the other with darker colored hair (who I recognized & who I somehow knew), and I somehow knew that they both were from Russia (Russian) (even before they told us).

The woman with darker colored hair did most of the talking and I somehow felt that I knew her from in real life and/or from another dream, but now that I am awake I can not remember ever seeing her before in a dream or in real life, but in the dream I somehow felt that I knew her & that we had met before & I knew that she was from Russia even before she started to speak.

Both women did not seem very comfortable speaking English, it was like they rarely spoke English, and that they probably spoke Russian most of the time; they both spoke English in a strange slow pattern/rhythm that was unusual & a bit harder to understand since I was not used to anyone talking like that & they made grammar mistakes sometimes, but I was able to predict & guess what they were going to say usually & what they were saying at times usually & I was able to understand them most of the time.

They did not speak with much of an accent surprisingly and I was able to understand them usually, but I had to adjust to their strange slow pattern/rhythm of talking, which was very unusual but it was clear, just unusual; but I am pretty good at that, and so it was not a problem.

The woman with the darker colored hair did most of the talking, and she explained to my mom and I about how they were having problems with a new process that involved mirrors or something; and since the management was busy with the open house, the two women were just working on their old project/process instead, and so they tried to explain that process to us.

They said that the company had a high turnover rate, which is true in real life too, and so there were not many workers who had advanced knowledge & there were not many workers who could even train new workers because most people quit their jobs so fast.

So the two women’s only training would come in the form of rare & brief examples given by the now CEO and/or one of the few veteran workers, and the two women seemed to work alone with only each other most of the time & so they did not seem to get much exposure to English while at work & that also made it harder for them to understand the brief directions given by the CEO and/or one of the veteran workers.

The two women were nice and they were either best friends or sisters, who had grown up together in Russia probably, and their dad still lived in Russia.

The two women seemed to have a lower-income and they both appeared to be in the lower class like me, and they were hard workers who worked as many hours as they could get; that is why they were working on a day that they could have had off, they needed the money & they were hard & reliable workers.

We all got along very well and we all lived similar more practical lifestyles that allowed us to live a pretty good life for low-income & lower class people, and so we all really could relate to each other.

After work we offered the two women a ride, since they had no automobile and they either would walk, ride with another worker, or take the bus or something.

The two women invited us to join them at a small place that offered free food & drink to the community, and so we all went to this small place; and we sat down in a small living room eating & drinking, and we had a good time talking, playing board games & cards, et cetera.

It was a wonder place to meet other people and it seemed that the two women had learned most of their English by talking with people there, and the two women seemed more relaxed at this place & so were my mom & I since my former job has a terrible working environment.

The more we talked the better I could understand the two women and/or the better their English got, and I remember being interested in learning more about the two women; and I remember the woman with the darker colored hair doing an impression of her dad, who would keep in contact with them by phone and he would come to The United States from Russia to visit them sometimes; he seemed to be a loving father who cared about his kids, based on her impressions of him.

To my surprise the woman talked with a stereotypical Southern Country Hillbilly type English accent when she would do an impression of how her dad spoke English, and I thought that it was funny that her dad supposedly spoke that way, even though he lives in Russia; and I wondered how did her dad learned that English accent and/or I wondered if the woman was just incorrectly doing an impression of her dad since her style of English was strange.

The woman talked about how her dad would call and/or visit them worrying about their safety & well-being, and they would tell him that he did not have to come in person so often since they already speak often by phone and they wanted him to save his money; her impression made her dad sound like a funny, loving, goofy, loud, and slightly protective father who cared about his kids & who wanted to keep in close contact with them.

The woman also mentioned her last name or the nickname/short version of her last name, and I think that it sounded something like Ching/Chang/?-Li(Lee) or Ching/Chang/?-A-Li(Lee) or something almost like that, but I can not remember exactly, which was her dad’s last name & she inherited that last name from him.

We had a good time talking, eating, drinking, playing games, laughing, doing impressions, et cetera.

The next thing that I remember is waking up the next day at a fictional home and my mom told me that we should go to work, even though we did not know if we had the jobs or not and/or what our jobs would be, but I did not want to go back because I had seen the now CEO during the open house & many bad memories came back to me about him & the job & the working environment there; even though I enjoyed working & talking with the two women, and so I told my mom that she could go alone, and I wished her good luck.

After she left a large work truck for the company stopped in front of our house, and inside of it were the driver and the two women, and they asked me why hadn’t I come to work yet; and so I told the about the situation.

They told me that the now CEO said that the materials used during the mirror process or whatever, were flawed, and that is why they were having problems with the mirror process; and so they were sent to load all the supposedly flawed materials on the company truck, and they were sent with the driver as manual laborers to return the supposedly flawed materials back to where they had bought them.

The two women were not convinced that the materials were flawed, they thought that the process was flawed from the lack of knowledge on how to properly complete the process, but they were going to follow the orders of the now CEO anyway; and it seemed that he used the two women to do the jobs that other workers did not want to do, since they were reliable & hard workers who were probably not going to quit like most people there did/would.

After they drove off, the next thing that I remember is the two women somehow convinced me to come to work, and so we went to work but the area looked like a war zone; and some workers quickly rushed us into the building, and they gave us a quick overview of the situation.

A war seemed to be going on between the company and a group of people who reminded me of a Native American tribe combined with Caesar’s Legion and/or a Raider Group from the Fallout: New Vegas video game (they barely wore any clothes and they wore face paint), and some of the veteran workers with military experience were supposed to start training us to defend against the people attacking the company; and they gave us some guns & I got a light machine gun.

The veteran workers were older men who had fought in war before, and then they opened the door to the building and the General made the comment/asked: “Did I just open the door to the front lines?” and one of the other officers answered: “Yes sir, you did.” and then the General told us to go outside.

We thought that we were going outside for a training exercise, but the General and the other officers stayed in the building & they closed & they locked the door leaving us outside alone; and suddenly the damaged buildings on both sides of us had people stand up at the many windows, and they started to shoot guns & bow & arrows at us, it was an ambush.

I ran forward shooting at the buildings on my left side & my right side for suppressing fire with my light machine gun to hopefully allow some of us to escape alive and the two women & one man followed me, while the other workers ran for cover and/or got shot.

It was a worst-case-scenario where we were outnumbered, ambushed, we were untrained, our enemy were skilled at guerrilla combat, we were flanked on both sides & the enemy had plenty of cover, we did not have proper cover, and we basically were easy targets.

I ran forward shooting left & right as bullets & arrows flew by us, I got shot in my back with an arrow that fortunately did not go deep enough to hit my spine but it caused me pain & a bit of weakness & I might have gotten shot by a bullet or two, the man with us got shot by automatic weapon fire but he kept running too, and my strategy seemed to be working good enough so that the four of us would escape at least; but the others would die, and the man with us was dying.

We escaped across a field to a neighborhood, but the two women had to stop to help carry the man with us who was dying & he was too weak to walk on his own due to blood loss, but he told us to leave him & save ourselves; but we refused and we told him that we would not leave him to die.

We had run out of bullets, we had run out of arrows (we took one or more bow & arrows during the battle), and so I stopped to find us some weapons as the two women helped the dying man; and I found a few sticks & baseball bats, and I gave each person one or more of them.

A few attackers were running across the field to catch us and one or more of them reached us, and we had to kill them in a quick mêlée & hand-to-hand combat fight; and then we started trying to move the dying man before more attackers found us.

The next thing that I remember is being back inside the company building, but it was no longer a war zone, and all of us workers were gathered in the large cafeteria eating & drinking & we were actually having a good time; and we were supposed to be having a meeting of some kind after we finished eating & drinking.

I remember talking with the two women and then an older man with long white/gray hair recognized me as a fellow veteran worker, and he was one too; and he used to have short hair, at least that is what I said & what I remembered in the dream, even though I do not know him in real life but I recognized him in the dream & he recognized me.

I told him that this was my fourth time working with the company, and then we started to talk, but a woman with short black hair & whitish colored skin entered the cafeteria; and she called everyone to attention.

She looked serious and she seemed like a former soldier and/or mercenary and/or agent and/or spy and/or something; and she walked in front of the cafeteria & she presented a screen & she started to project a video as she explained a past situation from her life.

She told us that years ago she was once working undercover on a job and she started to investigate a rape case that involved a rich business man or a rich man in a position of power, and she showed us some video of what happened as she explained it to us.

She had decided to investigate the case on her own because the man had managed to avoid the justice system and she wanted to bring the man to justice, and one day she sneaked into his mansion & she had found the evidence that she needed to prove that he & his bodyguards/hitmen had raped one or more women.

But in the video she got caught trying to sneak out with the evidence by the man & his bodyguards/hitmen, and they raped, beat, tortured her, and they probably destroyed the evidence in front of her as they assaulted her on a bed.

She was a tough woman but even she could not beat ten élite trained bodyguards/hitmen alone and in the video they all held her down as the men taunted her, beat her, raped her, and tortured her; it was hard to watch and we wondered why was she showing us this video & telling us about it.

The video ended and she then told us something, but I forgot what, and then she said that she was in charge of security & internet communications or something like that for the company now & she said something else that I forgot & she warned us about something that I forgot; and she warned us that who ever did whatever she had warned us about, that she would hunt them down by tracking their e-mail and/or online activities and/or whatever, and she would be their friend for the rest of their lives (which probably was code for, she would stalk/keep an eye on you for the rest of your life or something like that probably).

She then walked out of the cafeteria as the rest of us sat there confused and shocked at what she had shown & told us; but then I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂


The Job Nightmare

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Last night instead of having a nice dream I had a dream of being at my job and it was worse in my dream than in real life.

I am not sure how it really started but I remember being in a rectangular shaped work room with school desks and I was working with some of my colleagues from work, but we were doing something different from in our real jobs.

This building was divided into more departments with separate rooms than the real life building and people were even more afraid and paranoid, the women I was working with were talking in lower voices and looking around like they were being watched; which we were, like in real life there were cameras all around the building probably in every corner.

Me and Mrs. A were talking about some of our complaints about our work environment, and then the boss Mr. V (I will call him the Overlord) came in with two big men which I will call (Enforcers); The Overlord called Mrs. A and I, telling us to come here, and then he repeated a few of the complaints we had talked about.

I then realized that the cameras also had microphones and he had heard us and so him and two of his Enforcers  had come to deal with us, up to this point the dream felt more like a modern-day slave situation (depending on your definition).

It felt that we had willing applied for the jobs and could quit if we wanted too maybe, but the work environment was even worse and we even lived on the company’s property which I will explain later in the dream;  the Enforcers seemed to be there to watch, police, guard, and even deal with people (mentally, emotionally, and it was implied physically in a negative way if we made mistakes or broke rules)

The Overlord is not the owner but was more like a slave master and the owners only seemed to probably rarely come to check up on him and the company, and under the Overlord were the Enforcers and the Straw Bosses (which are just normal workers that are over each department and take orders from the Overlord and they managed their department somewhat but following the orders of the Overlord).

Anyway, Mrs. A looked very scared and I was thinking that we were going to get fired, which did not bother me much but I was worried about Mrs. A since she looked so scared; the Overlord told one of the Enforcers to lead Mrs. A somewhere and then the Overlord and the other Enforcer told me to follow them.

They lead me in a different direction than they were taking Mrs. A and they took me to another room which was another department with workers doing different jobs than my department, and in their I saw Mr. C cleaning up like in real life.

The Overlord told me that the other department may not be the right department for me so he was moving me to this new department and then he started showing me how to do one of the jobs there, it involved pouring some clear balls (it was sand like but bigger) in to water and then mixing it but the bell rung and it was break time so he told me to take a break and him and the Enforcer left.

I followed some of the other workers to another room which was a break room but I saw some other workers walking somewhere else so I followed them, and I think at this point I saw a woman my age with red hair and I asked her for directions; this is when I found out that we all lived on the company’s property in apartments.

The new workers lived in a super lower class/super poor looking apartment building that was ugly and the area outside looked dangerous, the normal workers lived in a lower class/poor looking apartment, and the Enforcers and Straw Bosses lived in a nice looking middle class looking apartment; and my guess is the Overlord probably had his own mansion and the owners probably live far away somewhere else in their own castles or something.

I was supposed to be living in the super lower class apartment building since I was a newer employee but it looked so bad and dangerous that I decided to follow the women with red hair to her apartment to see what it looked like inside, but she had already walked off, and so I could not find her but I did see the apartment building that she went into.

I decided to walk back to the main work building and explore, the building was connected to several other buildings and had many more rooms than in real life, as I explored I heard music and I found a room that was a club/bar.

It was like a club / bar from a Blade movie or something, there were red lights flashing with women dancing, people drinking, smoking, talking, eating, etc.

But it appeared that only the Enforcers and who ever all the women and other people were, were suppose to be there, at one table I saw a man with short blond hair that appeared to be the leader of the Enforcers; he looked like someone who had gotten out of jail and had committed many crimes in his life.

He was relaxing with some other Enforcers and some women, and I heard him tell one of the Enforcers to go deal with a worker that had made a lot of mistakes recently, he told him to go intimidate the person and rough the person up if necessary; the Enforcer he sent was big and dress in stereotypical country-style overalls and he had a country accent and did not seem too smart but he seemed to enjoy intimidating and roughing up people.

With all the flashing red lights and music the Enforcers did not notice me walking through the club/bar, I decided to leave out of an exit that led to the outside before they noticed me, and then I went outside.

Outside was a courtyard where some workers were taking their breaks, smoking, talking, eating, etc.

It was actually pretty nice but felt like a prison yard, and so I walked to another building, and inside it was pretty dark; I saw a lot of young adults with annoying fake vampire-like/gothic-like make-up on and clothes, and they seemed to be acting like fake vampires or something.

Some of them started to come at me like they wanted to drink my blood or something so I left out of the building, in the brief time I was in there I noticed the room was just a large room with a basketball-like floor and a stage for concerts/plays/speeches/etc.

I think there was some music and stuff in there, but I can not remember exactly since I left out so fast to avoid having to defend myself if one of the fake-vampires or whatever decided to try to bite me; I did it to protect them more than myself, because I was not afraid of them to be honest, they looked like a bunch of skinny young adults who were from wealthy families and who were bored so they felt like acting like vampires.

It was then time to go back to work so I went back to the work area and waited for some one to show me what to do, Mr. C stopped cleaning to show me the bit he knew, but there was not enough clear ball solution left so he could not show me; we then waited for a young man who looked like he was still in high school to come back from break to show me what to do.

The young man tried to figure out how to explain to me how to do a different job that involved something with wood, but he was having a hard time trying to explain it to me, and soon it was the end of the work day so we all left.

I then found the woman with red hair again and I was happy to see her again, for some reason she was one of the few things I felt positive about in the dream and I oddly found her attractive and interesting, so I wanted to get to know her better.

We walked and talked on our way to the apartment buildings, I asked to see her apartment building I think and so we went to hers I think, at some point I think I started to tell about how I was interested in getting to know her etc. but she seemed have a negative reaction to me saying that and she told me to leave; I tried to explain that their must be a misunderstanding about what I meant but she would not listen, and so I left.

I started walking toward my ugly and dangerous apartment building wondering what I had said that could have made her react like that, and I cautiously walked into my apartment but I woke up.

By the way, I have no idea what happened to Mrs. A, in the dream I worried that something worse than being fired happened to her.

The end,
-John Jr 🙂