A Shortcut Gone Wrong

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I am not sure how many days took place during this dream, I just know that each day I would be at a college during late in the afternoon or early evening, and I lived on an upper floor of a dormitory (dorm) that was to the left of a narrow parking lot where I would park my fictional portable truck that could shrink without me noticing sometimes.

To the right of my dorm was a warehouse-like building that I would take a shortcut through sometimes even though only certain people were allowed in there, I possibly would stop in the back area of it sometimes but I can not remember, and outside the exit there was some fencing with several gates that they would lock or mostly lock with padlocks and maybe chains right before I would get there but somehow I would still get through by either going through one that was not completely locked and / or I could unlock them somehow and / or something.

In the warehouse-like area there was maybe a welding area and various other areas that you could walk through, and outside the back of the building there was a swimming pool at the end of the dream but I am not sure if it was there earlier in the dream or not.

There was an alarm system but I am not sure if I knew about it at this point in the dream or not, I possibly did and maybe it went off one or more times but I can not remember, but I do know that there was an alarm system later in the dream.

When leaving the building I would make sure that the padlocks and chains and doors and gates were closed and locked when possible so that it would look like no one had been there, if the alarm system did go off sometimes I would usually just go to my dorm, and there usually were so many students outside in the parking lot and in and outside the dorm that I could blend in.

Sometimes I would try to leave in my portable truck but some large circular metal plate or plates and other parts (like maybe tires) of the truck would fall off so I would have to stop and try to put the parts back on, the bottom of the truck was magnetic so metal would stick to it, but somehow the parts would fall off again so I usually could not get far in my truck.

When I would work on my truck it would shrink without me noticing it and it would become light enough for me to pick up and turn over as I worked on it, and usually I would have to just reattach the parts and park the truck and just walk back to my dorm or briefly blend in the crowd looking to see if the police would show up.

I guess there was no security camera system because I kept sneaking through the building and getting away each day, at some point my brother GC started going through the shortcut with me, and one time he stopped to work on something as I walked ahead but he accidentally triggered the alarm system.

I went to leave and lock the locks et cetera but my brother GC was taking too long, we were running out of time, and so I just locked all of them except for one and I told him to use that one and to close and lock it on his way out.

Somehow my brother GC made it out in time and we probably blended in with the crowd and maybe hid in my truck waiting and watching for the police to see if they would show up or not to respond to the alarm going off, I can not remember if they came or not, but someone possibly showed up and probably thought that it was a false alarm so they probably just turned the alarm off and left so once again we got away.

That experience bothered me and made me more cautious, I considered no longer taking the shortcut, but somehow I decided to take it again and there was a woman with light-color skin with short-to-medium yellow hair who I showed the shortcut to and I warned her about the alarm system et cetera.

The woman was familiar to me and she possibly changed between two or three different women without me noticing like my female coworker S and maybe my former female classmate TD or she reminded me of them or she was just a fictional woman I knew in the dream.

As we walked through the building I was showing her around, showing her our tricks of escape, and telling her about various memories of previous moments of taking this shortcut.

We probably avoided triggering the alarm this time but something happened that I can not remember where there was a dead older man with light-color skin who was possibly homeless, I am not sure how he died or how long he had been dead or why we did what we did exactly, but I remember us putting his body in a bag and we were going to try to making hide his body.

I am not sure what this was all about but I assume that part of our reasoning was that if they found the body soon then there would be an investigation, and there would be a chance that they would find evidence of us going through this building and would possibly think that we killed him and / or they would learn about us taking a shortcut et cetera through this building often even though we are not supposed to; and maybe we were also afraid that they would increase security and would install security cameras et cetera.

I wish that I could remember what happened there, who was the man and what happened to him and were we involved in any other way?

We had him in a black bag of some kind, we did not have time to think up a plan because we were afraid that someone would find us soon and / or the alarm would go off and / or the alarm was going off now, either way we carried his body outside probably intending to maybe try to put him in my truck and hopefully leave without it falling apart like it usually does or something like that; but we stopped at the swimming pool.

There were some flies who were being attracted to the man’s body, we were probably afraid that the flies would draw attention to the body, and so we decided to put the man’s body in the swimming pool with maybe a drinking straw floating at the top of the water that had touched the man’s body which attracted the flies to the straw.

The man’s body sunk to the bottom, I can on remember if we took him out of the bag first but I think that we possibly did, and the flies went to the straw and we would kill the flies and / or get them to drown until they were all dead.

We possibly hoped that it would take a while for anyone to notice the body, to reduce the chances of evidence being found as other people use the building spreading their fingerprints and shoe prints et cetera and as the pool water washes away things as well, and maybe we hoped that it would be assumed that he drowned by accident and that the focus would be on the swimming pool and not the building or us.

I possibly carried the black bag and the woman was carrying a narrow vertical black case-like thing, I am not sure where she got it from, but I remember a man helping her with it briefly before being thanked and he walked away.

I offered to help the woman carry the case-like thing but she declined the offer, we walked to blend into the crowd trying to decide where should we go and what should we do and how and where would we destroy the bag and the clothes that we were wearing to destroy any possible evidence, no one seemed to notice anything yet.

But I woke up as we talked and walked.

The end,

-John Jr


A Snow Cone Or Slush | Cancer Man Chasing Fox Mulder? | Alex Jones & Wrestling? | A House Fire

Dream 1

The end of this dream took place during the day, and something happened before this that I can not remember exactly where either someone across the street outside the house of where our neighbor Mr. RD is supposed to live either convinced me to buy a possibly coffee flavored (it was a light-brown / tan color) snow cone or slush after constantly trying to sell me one or I willingly bought it on my own.

Someone had a snow cone or slush stand under that carport oddly, and they probably called me over from my parent’s yard trying to sell some to me.


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


Escaping A Police Attack (Raid)

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day in a fictional city that has been in several of my past dreams, and I was with some of my family (my parents, my brother GC, maybe my brothers TD and KD, and maybe a few others) and possibly one or two other people.

We drove to a fictional area near a warehouse-like area near a college that has a dock-like area, and both of those areas are familiar to me from several past dreams and the college is partly inspired by the S Technical Community College in the city of LC.

We drove to a somewhat rough-looking multi-story automobile repair shop-like building, it was closed, but a man who worked there who knew my dad left it open so that my dad could work on something or do something but I am not sure what.

There were several different doors and types of doors to this building, one was a garage-like door with a chain that you had to manually pull closed, and I remember closing it because I was not comfortable leaving the doors open but the chain was not tied to anything on the other end so after closing it my dad had to climb up there to fix that.

While my dad was working on something or doing whatever it was that he was there to do, I remember checking the other doors to either close them or to see what was going on outside, and there was one opening that only had a chain to stop automobiles from driving in and I was not sure if there was an actual door to close or not which bothered me.

This opening had a good view of the warehouse-like area in the distance, and I saw my male cousin DE working at one of the warehouse-like buildings doing some hard labor and he was sweating and there were some other workers there including some maybe construction workers.

I did not like being at a closed business like this and I did not like that there were some openings and / or unclosed doors, I kept checking around making sure that the area was secure, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

I am not sure if this dream is part of the previous dream or not, I am also not sure if my parent’s were in it or not, and I am not sure if I was another man and / or myself during various parts of this dream.

I just remember a man and / or I being in a multi-story building during the day with many other people, I can not remember any other details, and at some point the police attacked (raided) the building but I can not remember if they were killing people or not (probably).

I just remember people running and hiding for their lives as the police attacked inside and outside the building working their way up each floor, and they were patrolling various sides of the house from the outside.

The man and / or I tried to avoid and hide from the police, eventually we ran out of hiding places, and so the man and / or I broke an opening in the ceiling to reach a maybe hidden area in the attic.

Some people tried to run outside but they either got stopped inside or outside because the police were all over the place, and so they were either dead and / or arrested.

There was at least one other person in the attic, we could hear the police getting closer as they searched the house and attacked as they got closer and closer to the attic, and maybe the other person ran from the attic in a panic but I can not remember.

I just remember the man and / or I being so desperate that we looked out the attic window or vent looked for the area outside with the least amount of police, we saw one part of the yard where there was only one male police officer in the yard and one outside the fence, and so the man and / or I waited for the police officer in the yard to walk below us and we jumped from the attic and landed partly on him knocking him unconscious or worse.

The man and / or I picked the unconscious police officer up to hide the body before escaping and / or we were going to take his uniform and keys and escape in his police car, but the police officer outside of the fence saw us.

The police officer’s body was facing them and he / I was holding him up so the other police officer could not see his or my face and body, the other police officer asked what was wrong with him, and we responded that he was sick and that we were helping him to his car and that he would probably be okay as we pretended to be a police officer while hiding behind the unconscious police officer who he / I was carrying.

To my surprise this worked, he / I was able to reach the police car, and escape without being noticed.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was in a health store (maybe a health food store), and I remember standing at the front counter as a male employee with light-color skin with short hair tried to get me to buy a bottle of maybe soft gel multivitamins.

It was the last bottle and it looked old like it was possibly expired, and it cost about $15 I think.

The employee was trying very hard to get me to buy it even though I kept saying no, eventually I started to consider it, but then I decided not too because I could get some non-expired looking probably better multivitamins for maybe $5 – $10.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 4

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was inside the living room of my parent’s house, and for some unknown reason my coworker Mrs. DT was there too.

I remember my coworker Mrs. DT asking me some questions and I remember answering them, but I guess my answers were too long and boring so my coworker Mrs. DT did not seem to be listening to most of what I would say and she would either ask another question or start talking about something else.

My coworker Mrs. DT then asked me some questions about the orange couch and maybe about the pillows on the couch, she was tired, and she seemed to be trying to decide if the couch was clean enough to sleep on and I remember her dusting off the pillows and couch.

My coworker Mrs. DT told me that she was going to take a nap so I said okay, and she laid on the orange couch to sleep.

If I stayed awake it would be weird so I laid on the other couch to try to sleep too, I closed my eyes, and then the next thing that I remember is hearing a loud noise so I opened my eyes to see my coworker Mrs. DT laying on the floor like she fell off the couch when she was sleeping so she was looking around in confusion as she tried to get up.

I asked her if she was okay and she said yes, but there was a possibly broken object of hers on the floor too so we collected the pieces and we tried to see if it was broken and if it was still under warranty if we could not fix it but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr