A Compressed File | An Inappropriate Class

Dream 1

This dream took place during the day during the COVID-19 pandemic, I was at a crowded but small sporting event, maybe a tennis tournament where they had us standing outside very close to the action and the judges / referees / et cetera.

I was wearing a cloth face mask and my dad was possibly there, a male referee or judge with light-color skin was standing not that far away from me, and I heard someone in the crowd say that referee or judge or another referee / judge possibly had COVID-19.


An Illegal Deal & Moment?

I had more dreams and there were more details to these dreams, but I forgot them after waking up and going back to sleep without recording them and because I woke up needing to use the bathroom real bad and my dreams faded as I was doing that and as I was voice recording my dreams.

Dream 1

This dream was probably inspired by a video that I watched before going to sleep.


A Long Standoff With Hidden Gunmen

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This dream seemed to be inspired by a dream post by Lost Truth (Moment) called: Terrifying Dream In Full Blown Darkness.

I call these type of dreams quicksand-like dreams because it is almost like you are being trapped in the real world and the dream world, these dreams can leave you feeling drained and trapped in the dream world and real world, they can repeat or keep continuing as you wake up and go back to sleep in the dream and / or in the real world.

I had more dreams but now I only remember part of my last dream which was a dream that I woke up from several times feeling drained and trapped in the real world and the dream world, and I kept going back to sleep into this dream world continuing where I left off in the dream which probably helped me forget my other dreams.

All that I can remember of this continuing quicksand-like dream is that it took place inside a large one-story Walmart / warehouse / library-like building, and I was there with other people including a male library patron with light-color skin with short brown / maybe slightly orange and yellow hair who probably chews tobacco and who often comes to The BP Library with his mom.

We were in a large mostly open room that was Walmart-like and warehouse-like and library-like, and I was standing by shelves near the library-like area, and the middle of the room had a lot of empty space and the ceiling was tall.

The section that I was in was on the right middle side, near the back left side was an opening to another part of the building, and to the left of my section at the back in the middle was an opening to an empty warehouse-like room that had another opening that led down narrow areas that probably led to the exit at the back of the building.

At some point an unknown thin man who was possibly wearing a jacket and maybe a hat pulled out a pistol among the crowd, and he seemed to be pointing his pistol at me and focusing on me and headed toward me.

I yelled to let the others know and I pulled out my mobile phone still in its holster and I pretended that it was a pistol, and I pointed it at the gunman yelling for him to stop and put down the gun as I took cover behind a shelf.

The gunman took cover in the crowd and the chaos as people ran, screamed, hid, et cetera.

The male library patron I recognized pulled out a real pistol and I let him know that I was really only holding my mobile phone, and I tried to get us to work together against the gunman.

The crowd ended up splitting into two groups with my group staying closer to the warehouse-like room and the other group standing closer to the other side, and the gunman kept hiding among the crowd with us only briefly getting glances at each other and pointing our weapons and my fake weapon at each other.

Things became a standoff, with us not knowing who the gunman was or how many there were, and during our standoff there were a few others with guns.

The dream became long and draining like days had passed and people became tired and delirious, including me because we could not sleep or eat or drink, and so we could only sit on the floor sometimes.

I was worried about us getting flanked by the gunmen, I am not sure if any shots were fired, but one or more gunmen possibly sneaked into from the back exit in our area and maybe some sneaked in from the front entrance near the other area and I remember us pointing weapons and my fake weapon at each other but they possibly hid among the crowds eventually.

I wanted to secure the entrances and exits of the building but I was afraid that the gunmen would flank us if even one of us tried to do this, and I did not have a real weapon.

I wanted to at least secure the back entrance near the warehouse room where I was, but I was too cautious and worried about my side getting flanked and taken over so I continued to wait and try to stay alert even though I was tried and drained and delirious.

When I would wake up briefly I felt tired and drained and trapped in bed, and I would go back to sleep continuing the dream feeling the same way.

This was annoying, and it seemed that the gunmen were trying to wear us down and make us paranoid et cetera and it was working.

I did what I could to keep my side from turning on each other and dropping their guard or doing something stupid, but it was not easy.

If we kept this up the gunmen and any more that might sneak in would probably win, and so we were in a bad situation.

I do not like taking risks usually but it seemed that I would have to, having me try to secure the exit at least with my mobile phone as a fake gun was a risk that we could take, because if I died then at least we would not lose a real gun.

So I was close to risking my life to secure the exit, but I tried to think up a larger plan that would also reduce risks for everyone.

But I woke up for good finally at some point, and I had to exercise to break out of the drained feeling.

The end,

-John Jr


A Lily C.A.T. Inspired Dream

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was traveling by foot (walking) with my aunt ME during the night or evening, we stopped to stay at a small one-story rest stop (rest area)-like area on the right side of the street where the house of the parent’s of my former male classmate DH should be, and we were approached by a homeless kid (boy) who was acting strange.

The homeless boy started blaming us for something and telling us that we had to pay him, it was a scam, and we refused his scam so the boy pulled out a pistol.

I pulled out a pistol as well and I tried to talk the boy down but I failed, and so we both took cover for a shootout but I can not remember if we ever shot at each other or not.

At some point I was able to talk the boy down so the shootout or armed standoff ended, I even helped the boy, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was walking with some people who seemed to be tourists touring parts of a slightly fictional version of the city of D on foot, and we were walking downtown across the train tracks and some serious-looking TSA agent-like people were guarding the area (maybe dream security?).

The TSA agent-like people blocked the road where the train tracks were after we crossed, they were allowing us to tour this area undisturbed by traffic it seemed like we were part of an official tour, and they were seriously guarding this area like someone important was there and/or was going to arrive.

We entered the first floor or underground floor of a multi-story building, this floor was almost like a parking lot (parking garage or whatever they call them), and I saw Mr. MS acting as a tour guide for another group of tourists it seemed.

As our group walked toward their group, like maybe we were going to join them, a nicely dressed attractive and somewhat seductive woman seductively and confidently walked through us talking and capturing everyone’s attention as we parted to make way for her to pass through the crowd.

She looked like a more attractive and seductive politician/leader-like version of Lisa Loeb who could easily command an audience as she spoke of various things, probably the history of this place, like she was unofficially taking over as the tour guide or she just enjoyed capturing the attention of people.

The woman seemed to possibly have the power to capture your attention, everyone was focused on her as she moved and talked seductively and confidently as she informed us of various things, and she seemed to enjoy herself and this seemed so easy to her.

I am not sure if the next part is part of this dream or not, it is possible that this woman was in this part of the dream or this dream, and so I will type it as a separate dream because I am not sure.

Dream 3

This dream or this part of the dream took place at maybe a college-like building, this was inspired by a Japanese animated (anime) film called Lily C.A.T. that I watched before going to sleep, Chris Stuckmann had mentioned it in a video months ago so I downloaded it from this website:

I was at this college with other people, strange things were going on like in the film Lily C.A.T and people were not sure who to trust or what was going on so there was a lot of tension and mystery and suspense and probably horror, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr