Getting Attacked By Some Entities While Watching V/H/S

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Dream 1

This dream took place at The BP Library and I was there working and at some point I was talking to someone, maybe a coworker of mine, and then our branch manager Mrs. PH got angry with me saying that I was talking too loud.

I actually was not talking that loud, this bothered me somewhat, and I tried to figure out how I could I talk any quieter so I tried to practice and imagine myself whispering all the time.

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

Dream 2

All that I can remember of the end of this dream is that I was inside an E House-like house with some of my family during the evening or night, and I was in a room that looked somewhat like the room in the hallway that is closest to the living room.

Someone else was in the room with me at one or more points in the dream, maybe my male cousin ME, and I started showing this person the movie V/H/S.

I am not sure if anyone was with me at this point, but at some point in the dream one or more entities appeared in the room and attacked me or us.

They probably looked like some kind of paranormal and / or supernatural entities who were possibly like maybe not fully formed humanoid mist-like / ghost-like / spirit-like entities who possibly could levitate and fly but I am not sure, but I do know that the leader seemed to be male and possibly summoned the other entities and / or was ordering them around.

I think that the leader chopped me with his hand during the sneak attack that I somewhat dodged but his fingernails or whatever sliced me down my chest to my stomach, and then he backed away as I fought the others.

I am not sure what they wanted but it seemed that maybe they were trying to do a ritual and / or abduction and / or setting me or us up for possession or something, but it did not seem like they wanted to kill me or us or at least not kill us until a certain ritual or something was performed.

I remember them lifting me in the air or something, maybe they tried to hook me on something in the air and / or set me up in a special position and / or they were trying to take me somewhere, but I kept fighting.

I am not sure if I fought them off or if someone walked into the room and they left or if someone walked in the room and helped me or what happened exactly, they either left for some reason or were somewhat defeated, but I can not remember; but I probably worried that they could come back so I doubt that they were destroyed.

After they left I checked my injuries by lifting my torn shirt, the cut down my chest to my stomach was shallow at the chest, but it was deep at the stomach to where I feared that my insides would show or fall out if it tore much further.

This looked and felt pretty real, I could see and feel the skin and fatty tissue et cetera, and the movement of the area looked and felt real.

I carefully held my stomach and moved to tell my mom, I told her about and showed her the wound, and that I needed a doctor to check it now so she walked off to call the hospital and / or a doctor to see who they could take me to.

I doubted they (the doctors) would believe what happened to me, and so I thought up a way to censor my story to sound more believable without lying.

I continued holding my stomach and moving carefully to avoid tearing the wound further, but I woke up.

This was so real that I woke up and carefully checked myself to see if the wound was really there, fortunately it was not there.

The end,

-John Jr

A Mentally Unstable Woman Wipes Blood On My Coworker

I had several dreams that I remembered but I did not record them before going back to sleep each time, and so now I barely remember part of the end of my last dream because of that.

The dream took place over several days during the day in what I assume was a fictional city that I was staying and working in, I am not sure if I was going to college as well or not, and I was possibly staying at or near a college.

I worked at a library in the dream, like in real life, and my parents were possibly in an earlier part of the dream and maybe they told me about a nearby medical clinic that they wanted me to go to and get signed up to see a doctor / dentist / eye doctor / et cetera so I went after work I think.

I remember walking to the clinic that was on the left side of the road possibly near the college and / or where I lived, but I could be wrong.

I remember walking down a hallway to the waiting room, and I remember seeing a woman with either dark-light color skin or light-medium color skin with long dark-color hair who was somewhat nicely dressed who was walking down the hallway looking happy and was possibly saying things to people along the way.

The woman approached me and started happily talking to me as we walked toward the waiting room, she was somewhat attractive and somewhat nicely dressed and was happy, but something did not seem right about her like she was possibly mentally unstable and possibly even homeless even though she did not look like it.

I could just sense this even though the signs were not very clear, I guess there was something about her facial expressions and body language and overly happiness and talkativeness that I picked up on, and so while we talked I hoped that she would not try to ask me too many personal questions and I hoped that she would not start trying to flirt with me and I hoped that she did not become more unstable.

In the waiting room there were some female employees behind the front desk with one of them being an obese woman with dark-color skin with long black hair wearing scrubs and another was a woman with light-color skin with long light-to-medium color hair, and I possibly went to the front desk first before sitting down along the left side of the hallway at the entrance of the waiting room.

There was a man with dark-color skin who I recognized from the city of D so I briefly talked with him before the possibly mentally unstable woman sat down by me to continue talking to me, there was a chance that she was possibly interested in me, but I was not sure as she talked to me.

I hoped to not reveal too much about myself as we talked, fortunately the employees said that it was time for the clinic to close for the day so we would have to return tomorrow, and so that saved me from my conversation with the woman.

The next day or whenever when I was at work at the library, a fictional female coworker of mine told me about something that happened to her at the same building that the clinic was in, and she told me that while walking maybe from the clinic after getting a wound checked a woman approached her and started talking to her.

How she described the woman it sounded exactly like the woman who talked to me, she said that the woman possibly got mad at something she had said but it was not clear, and that before they went their separate ways the woman wiped some of her own blood on my coworker’s wound and said something that to me implied that she was trying to infect my coworker with something (maybe HIV / AIDS) and she walked away.

I asked my coworker to describe the woman and it sounded like we both met the same probably mentally unstable woman, and I told my coworker that she should return to the clinic now to get that wound checked and to tell her doctor about what happened to get herself checked for any infections and to take preventative steps if necessary to prevent an infection from that so my coworker possibly left to the clinic to do this.

After work I returned to the clinic hoping to not see the woman again and I realized that I had my work name tag on and I wondered if I had it on previously when the woman talked to me and I hoped that I did not have it on then, as I walked through the building I heard some employees talking about a mentally unstable homeless woman who is there every day causing problems, and they said that she had done several things and they had to deal with her and call security several times and they were looking for her again.

Fortunately the woman was not in the waiting room, I went to the front desk and then I sat down, and eventually I learned that there were numbers to pull to know when it is your turn so I went to pull a number.

I asked the female employee at the front desk if they had a doctor, dentist, and eye doctor and she said yes and they had discounted rates and they accepted my government insurance so I planned on coming here for all my medical needs.

I woke up while I waited in the waiting room.

The end,

-John Jr

My Mom Accidentally Offends A Doctor

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After work today I got tired from not getting enough sleep and having an action packed day at work, and as I was checking my emails before exercising I laid down on the couch, and I fell asleep before I could exercise.

I woke up suddenly realizing that I had fell asleep and I had to make sense of how long I had slept et cetera, I accidentally had slept on my right arm so it was numb and I could not really move it much until the blood flow returned, and I was able to remember part of a dream that I had during this before it faded away.

In a forgotten part of the dream I remember being inside a van, I assume that some of my family and I were traveling, and twice during our journey we had problems with the van.

The next thing that I remember is being at a strange maybe multi-story modern building (maybe a hotel or apartment) with my mom and a fictional version of my nephew CC, my mom was babysitting my nephew CC as he ran around, and I remember being in a strange large tunnel / garage / hangout area at ground level that was open to the outside on the right side where maybe automobiles and people could drive and walk in.

My mom was talking to someone outside or in the opening to this area as she watched my nephew CC, and at some point my male cousin ME walked over and my nephew CC ran over running around talking a bit and laughing and smiling.

My nephew CC said something to us but we did not understand what he had said until it was too late, my cousin ME picked CC up and asked him what he said, but then CC’s diaper and shorts or pants (if he had any) fell off because he had defecated on himself and the diaper got to heavy.

CC had probably told us that he had boo-booed previously when we could not understand him, CC smiled and laughed as ME responded with disgust as feces leaked down CC’s butt and legs, and so ME handed me CC so that I could clean him up and the mess.

This area was paved and there was a water sprayer thing like one for a kitchen sink so I used this to start spraying and cleaning up the feces off the ground and off CC, and I used slightly warm water after combining hot and cold water and I could feel the temperatures.

I got some soap and I let ME wash his hands and he left in disgust while I sprayed off CC and tried to clean up the feces, and while doing this I noticed that there was maybe a large cut or scar or something on the side of CC’s butt and the skin was discolored there and it was softer and felt like the tissue was dying and like it would sink in if you touched it and there was a smaller spot like this on the side of his thigh.

This did not look good at all and so I was going to ask my mom about it because I was worried, but then my mom walked over with my aunt DE.

At this point I realized that I was somehow naked now (which confused me even in the dream) so I somewhat hid behind an empty metal bed frame with a tall head rest (whatever) that I was standing on oddly but you could still see me as I talked to them, I let my mom finish giving CC a bath, and maybe I got dressed or something as I talked with them and I mentioned what I saw on CC.

Then two doctors and a group of people including some of our family members walked over, my aunt DE had invited the two doctors because she is a nurse so she knew them I guess, and one doctor was a man with medium-color skin with black hair who probably was a member of the Indian (India) ethnic group and the other doctor was a woman with light-color skin and light-color hair.

The doctors asked if anyone needed some medical attention, someone on the right side of the room did so the female doctor walked to them but I did not look, and then I told my mom that we should let the other doctor check CC.

I said something to the male doctor to get his attention and then I started to say something and then I wanted to say a word that started with the letter D but I could not think of the word, and so I paused to figure out what word I wanted to say.

My mom said a word that started with a D that she assumed that I meant to say, it was not the correct word, and it was a word that the male doctor found offensive toward members of the Indian ethnic group so he was offended.

I am not sure what the word was but I cringed at my mom’s mistake, and my aunt DE tried to save the situation by rebuking my mom for saying that hoping that would help the doctor feel better but that did not work and the doctor said that he was leaving and thanked us for wasting his time as he left in anger with some of the crowd.

I asked my mom what we were going to do now, she said that either we would let CC’s new doctor check him or we would find him another doctor, and she told me that CC’s previous doctor was the cause of those two things that I saw and that his doctor had gotten in trouble for malpractice and / or something else (in maybe an unrelated incident).

I felt that doctor should also be reported for what he did to CC and I was not happy about this, and I wanted us to get CC checked as soon as possible.

The next thing that I remember is my mom, several family members, and I driving during the evening or night in the van from earlier which was maybe white and somewhat old.

We seemed to be in a city in Texas in The United States where my aunt DE and her family and some of my other family members live that seemed slightly LC-like, and at some point my male cousin EE was driving who lives in Texas so he probably knew his way around if this was Texas.

We talked as EE drove and at some point the van stopped, but it cranked again and we continued driving and talking.

I remember making a joke and I called EE *Something that I can not remember* and then his nickname Crunchie since he was our driver, he laughed and asked what I had said because he did not understand me because I said it in a way to make it sound like I was far away, and so I explained this to him.

As I was doing this I saw a bicycle roll quickly in front of our van from the left side across the street to the right side where it fell over, and I looked around to see where it came from but I did not see anyone oddly.

But that is when I woke up suddenly probably because I had loss blood circulation in my right arm from sleeping on it.

The end,

-John Jr

Chucky At An Apartment In Germany

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All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day in Germany, I arrived there with at least one other person for some unknown reasons, and we went looking for somewhere to stay for at least a month or more so we found a multi-story building that several German men with white skin were renting out at least one floor of the building as an apartment with several apartment suites with each having three bedrooms for only a bit over $100 for each person in each apartment suite.

The three German men had recently bought and/or remodeled and/or were given part of the building or the entire building to be used as an apartment because they needed money and work because they seemed to possibly be recent college graduates who were possibly jobless, and so they decided that this could be their job and source of income because they could make money easily and consistently and have affordable housing which would benefit others.

A Woman Stitching Dirt And Plants / Herbs In A Young Woman’s Body In Africa

Dream 1

I had several dreams last night but I can not remember most of them now and I did not voice record any of them, I woke up feeling sick to my stomach and I went back to sleep and woke up several times causing me to forget most of my dreams, and so now I can only barely remember part of two dreams.

All that I can remember of this dream is being outside during the day somewhere in the continent of Africa in a field that looked a bit like a fictional version of the field in the city of D across the highway from The SC Motel, I remember walking to a group of people in the field who all had dark brownish colored skin and who lived in this area, except for a woman with whitish colored skin with long dark-colored hair wearing maybe a whitish colored medical-like coat who was there doing a medical procedure on a young woman in the field.

The woman was known for strange medical procedures/so-called cures/treatments/whatever, she probably was not a doctor and most doctors probably considered her to be a fake and her methods to be dangerous, and so I assumed that she was in Africa because some countries/continents probably would not allow her to do what she was doing and it would probably be easier for her to get people to try her methods in the small villages of Africa.

The woman cut open part of the side of the woman’s side near her stomach while she was awake, this was hard to watch and I wondered if she was given pain medicine first, and I wondered why did she cut open her side when they seemed to only be trying to treat maybe an infection or something like that; they said what they were trying to treat, but I can not remember what they said.

The young woman was watching the entire thing like it was not hurting her surprisingly, the woman put one or more plants/herbs inside the young woman’s body along with dirt, and I did not think that this was a good idea to put random dirt inside the body because various living organisms and even non-living things in the dirt can make people sick or even kill them; and the body’s immune system might go crazy trying to attack the foreign material, possibly triggering an autoimmune disease.

The woman then stitched the wound closed and she put more dirt on the outside of it, the medical procedure was done, and I remember walking away; and at some point in the dream I remember asking a male doctor with whitish colored skin wearing glasses and a whitish colored medical coat for his opinion of this medical treatment, his opinion was like I had expected, and he called it unnecessary and dangerous and many other words and he had nothing nice to say about the woman or her treatments but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that in the real world I was feeling sick to my stomach and this was also happening in the dream world, and so it effected/affected this dream which possibly had something to do with me comparing something that involved several people during the day on Eastside near my parent’s street.

The people probably each lived in separate houses/yards as neighbors in formerly abandoned houses/yards, they each had something, and I was comparing them trying to decide who had the best of whatever it was maybe; and so I remember looking at them and asking them questions et cetera, but that is all that I can remember.

The end,

-John Jr

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