All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved all of my family (except for my brother CC’s family, but he was there), the girlfriends of my brothers TDC & KDC, and I at a fictional larger version of The E House that my family & I were living at.
At some point in the dream, I was in a bedroom on an upper floor when I noticed a very large spider in a large spider web (one that was almost cocoon-like) in an upper corner of the room, and so I got some bug spray (insect poison spray in a can) to spray it / kill it.
I had more dreams that I remembered and there was more to this dream, but I did not record those dreams or this dream on time so now I can only remember part of this dream.
This dream jumped back and forth between my parents house and a fictional multi-story building that had a fictional version of The BP Library inside of it along with maybe some other places.
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was playing in a professional basketball game inside a gym in front of a crowd and probably cameras and announcers, maybe the NBA (National Basketball Association), and at some point I noticed some spaghetti on the basketball goal post so I tried to wipe it up with a wet dishcloth (dish rag).
I then noticed more spaghetti in several other places and it seemed to be negatively effecting / affecting my team, I told my coach who was a balding man with light-color skin, but we lost the game before we could properly complain about it to the referees or after we did but there was not enough time for anything to be done about it.
Our coach was angry and he was looking at video footage of our basketball match (game) on his mobile phone trying to look for signs of the spaghetti and of it negatively effecting / affecting our team so that he could complain to the NBA or whoever about it, and the next thing that I remember is the dream showing a video of a news report about an abandoned amusement park in The United Kingdom (the name of the city was said, but I can no remember it now; it possibly started with an R, but I can not remember) that used to be owned by an Eastern European country.
The abandoned amusement park still had a few amusement rides and buildings left (it was not that big), and people who were dying and people who planned on killing themselves were starting to live at the abandoned amusement park oddly so the news report was about how people were starting to live there and sort of have a community of people who were going to die soon.
After the video I was with my coach and a group of celebrities and a news crew who were arriving at this amusement park in The United Kingdom to visit it as the film crew interviewed people and recorded video and continued their news report about this place and the people there.
We flew there by airplane I guess, loaded up in several automobiles, and we drove and parked in a parking lot that somewhat reminded me of the shared parking lot of The D Junior High School and The KRH Elementary School in the city of D and we walked to the amusement park.
The group I rode with included my coach, the actress Carrie-Anne Moss, the actor Michael Keaton who seemed to be acting more like his character Bruce Wayne so maybe he was Bruce Wayne in this dream, and maybe the actor Edward Norton and / or someone else; and I remember us talking and mostly walking together as we toured the amusement park with the film crew and the other celebrities (I was a professional basketball player so I guess I was considered a celebrity too).
There were tents and things set up that some of the people were living in, and some people there were homeless.
There are various things that happened that I can not remember during our tour, someone there was giving us a tour, and as the film crew did their thing.
At some point our tour was about over or it was over so we went inside the largest building in the amusement park that was maybe 1 1/2 stories tall, I am not sure what we did, but I remember people smiling and having a good time as we were starting to leave but the doors closed and we got trapped inside.
The actor Edward Norton or another actor was smiling but then started to cough and react like he had been poisoned, and then he fell to the ground shaking and he lost consciousness.
The doors would not open and a distorted male voice started talking over a speaker system to us almost like something from a Saw movie, and the male voice told us that we were trapped inside the building and that maybe we had all been poisoned (something we ate and / or drunk at some point in the dream) and we had to play a game and maybe we could get the antidote for the poison if we played his game; and he said some other things that I can not remember, he was going to give us a break before the game starts, and then he stopped talking during our break.
Michael Keaton as maybe Bruce Wayne started trying to find a way to stop the poison and / or complete the game and / or escape before it even starts, and I remember him having me hold a microwave oven with the back facing me as he did something to it and maybe turned it on.
Carrie-Anne Moss and the rest of my group was near us not sure what to do, many of us started to feel a bit sit and cough a bit, and so we assumed that we did not have long before we ended up like Mr. Norton or whoever.
It seemed that the male voice wanted to punish us or something, only us celebrities were trapped in the building, and so he was targeting just us it seemed.
We were all at risk of dying it seemed, which is interesting, because this abandoned amusement park was now being used by people who were dying.
I probably said something to Mrs. Moss (who I probably talked to the most in the dream, except at this point when I was talking to Mr. Keaton / Mr. Wayne) about our plan to try to get out of this situation, but I woke up.
This dream or dreams I had last night was/were weird.
They evolved around a building that changed in each dream or parts of the dream.
The dream or dreams had three parts.
The first part of the building was a dorm, the second part of the building was an apartment, and the third part of the building was a house.
I will start with the first dream or dream part.
The first part took place at the building in its dorm form, and I was walking around looking at the building.
I walked into an empty dorm room with a lot of windows, and I could see the outside area near the entrance of the dorm.
On the glass I saw racist writings and posters, and I think they were against members of the Jewish ethnic group.
As I was looking at that, a group of students that were probably members of the religion of Islam and some international students from Asia (Asian), came outside of the window pointing at the window.
They were yelling, they threw some stuff at the window, they put some more racist posters up, and they ran like they were going to come inside & attack whoever was in the room.
They probably thought I was the person that used to live there, because they could not see what I looked like exactly from where they were standing, and so I decided to run outside to tell them to stop; and to find out what was going on.
But when I went outside, they had already left, and so I went back inside.
As I was walking up a hallway, the building looked more like an apartment now, and a door opened up next to me.
A man with glasses who looked like the stereotype of a nerd, pointed a revolver at me, and he told me to get inside the room; and so I did.
He locked the door and he told me to stand in the corner of the room, to be quiet, and to not move.
I tried to ask him questions, but he just pointed another revolver at me, and so he now had two revolvers.
In the middle of the room there were two older people, who appeared to be his mom and dad.
They looked scared and the man with the guns, who was probably their son, looked crazy in that calm serial killer way.
The man with the guns started to say bad things about his parents, and he made them do weird things.
It seemed that he was going to emotionally, mentally, and indirectly physically torture them before he killed them; and he was going to make me watch it all. (This guy had problems)
I tried to talk him out of it, but he threaten to shoot me again, and so I thought about attacking him; but I was too far away and he had one gun pointed at me, and the other gun pointed at his parents.
He made them do a lot of weird things, one of the worse was probably when he made them take some of their clothes off, and he had them get into strange sexual positions. (Thank goodness they still had some clothes on and no real sex happened, either way it was sick & disturbing)
I wanted to look away, but he threaten to kill me again, and so I watched in disgust.
Something else happened that I can not remember, but it had something to do with my DNA; and I think some of my body fluid was in the room somehow, but I am not sure and I am glad that I can not remember.
The man with the guns continued to make his parents say weird things & do strange things like jumping jacks/making strange noises/say bad things about each other/he also had them fight each other/and a few more things which I can not remember; and he would start saying bad things about his parents every so often.
After awhile he killed them or indirectly killed them, I can not remember exactly how he killed them, but I think he made them drink poison; and then he told me to not leave the room for 10 minutes, and then he left the room.
I wanted to get the police, but I was not sure what to do; and I was worried about my DNA being in the room, and that the police would think that I killed them.
I wanted to help them, but it was too late, they were both dead.
I stopped to wait 10 minutes to think about what to do, but I woke up or the dream switched.
This time the building was more like a house, and somewhat like my grandfather’s house.
This time there was only my mom, dad, and I in the house.
It was night-time and my parent’s were trying to sleep, and my mom was mad at my dad about something; so she was sleeping on the 2nd floor, and my dad was on the 1st floor.
They kept sending me to tell the other one something, and between those times, I looked around wondering how we had gotten this nice large house; and I wondered did it use(d) to belong to my grandfather.
The house had a lot of rooms and it seemed very nice, and private; but I woke up.
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