Re-occuring dreams...

[Lodewijkp]

hi everyone i have this re-occuring dreams and i cannot change, transform or explain them... i have one dream in particular...which is challenging for me to explain.. i have had this dream like 7 times... this dream is in a night-time setting... it take place next to a supermarket in a 4 story high single-roomed appartment complex. it looks like 4 huge metallic containers stacked on eachother... in this dream i feel isolated but also calm.. the air is warn and has a metallic taste.. this 4 story high building got in each room a single stair that leads either down or up. Everything is of metal...the lightpost outside give enough light to see everything clearly.. somehow i feel terrible and locked in but i can exit this building anytime since there are openings and no glass in the window-openings - but somehow i cannot exit with free will. im stuck in this dream i cannot wake up or transform it.. if i visualize new things it just reverts back to the original setting. This dream does not feel like a few minutes .. actually im stuck in this dream for hours and it always repeats in the same sequence. there is no furniture in the rooms except in the top level ( 4th floor ) ... im just walking around in this building complex.... after a while i notice a man with black hair running and climbing around. if i just look i see his face and it doesn't look familair at all .. if i try to focus on his face i just can't see his face anymore - like my memory erases the ability to focus or recognize faces. he says something to me which i do not understand .. it sounds like some foreign language.. and i see him running up upstairs.... i follow him to the 4th floor.. i struck me that i feel observed.. like god is looking at me .. like 10000 eyes are looking at me through those windows , everything feels comfortable unlike the feeling of being observed and the feeling of walking around in a riddle box. i reached the 4th floor and i see a poker table.. the peculair person with black hair tells me to sit down and play poker... i turn around and see my 2 closest friends player poker. The peculair guy went down ( probably to the lower levels ) (note : recently i lost one of my closest friends after i had this dream) i sit down and play poker .. there are a few bottles of liquir ( i don't drink alcohol in real life) and a revolver... I win every freaking game and i kick ass - we don't play for money we are just enjoying eachothers company. Im staring at the revolver and i don't know why it's here on the table, nobody uses it... i don't even know why im staring at something which isn't important at all ? we are laughing and im leaning back...i look outside the window opening , suddenly i see something flashing in the balcony ( some appartements ) across the street. Suddenly i get a terrible feeling that something is wrong - the metallic taste dissapears, the warm air turns cold in my mouth.... i can only hear my own breathing. From the corner of my eyes i don't see my friends anymore, like they are gone... suddenly i see the appearation on the balcony taking form - thanks to my focus. I see a man setting up a sniper rifle... i realized that he already has aimed on me and before he dodge he shoots... the bullet goes straight to my head .. and i have never been shot in my head and i probably hope i never will but i even felt the extreme pain...and i lose conciousness... a few minutes later i wake up on the 3 th floor where that weird dude is still running around... i run down the the first floor and on the streets... i don't know if i got shot or if i shot myself with this revolver - but i know for sure there is a sniper in the balcony this setting... i recognized... but it has changed... the lightpost are old english lightposts like those from 1815 - 1900...im totally confused because this metal building feels like my home - i want to run to my appartment which is like 200 yars away but i cannot do it...the whole enviroment is peacefull like a candle that is lit - but i also has weird discolorations like i've used drugs or something... i feel the urge to flush out the sniper... i run to his building.. i feel my heart pounding in my throat and my breath increasing because i feel like i can be shot anytime.. i feel real authentic fear of dieing... i cannot describe what emotions im experiencing at this point... there are so many... once i got to the main entrance of the snipers building i realized i forgot my revolver... i look into my hand and suddenly it appears and the next 5 seconds it dissapeared ... i don't know what to do... i rushed into the building to the appartement where the sniper is likely to be present... now it gets really sketchy... i don't have any clear memory of what is going on...i feel myself fighting , thowing around and that kind of stuff... suddenly the dream ends and i wake up the thing is that i dream the same setting but not the same dream ... i just dream that im in this metallic container like 4 story building next to the supermarket... sometimes im there stuck for hours...i don't get shot or anything... on one occasion ( the forth or fifth time ) i was stuck in this room on the first floor - suring sunset .. the floor was completely empty , the door and window were locked and i couldn't get out. this dream struck me alot because it occurs over and over... i also feel pain.. real physical pain during this dream.. especially when i get shot. It's really noticable how peacefull i feel in all of these choatic dreamworlds .. they are all during nightime ( a few during sunset ). it's always summer in my dreams - it's never winter or autumn... i always hear the distinct sounds of crickets with a heavy or dense atmosphere... if i must summarize the feeling it would : coming back from a party ... sitting alone outside on the edge of a forrest with a bamboo candle lit - somehow feeling alone ... but also very peacefull listening to the crickets enjoying the summer heat.... There is never a moon in my dreams.. no stars and no planets in general... honestly i feel alot more peacefull during my dreams .. maybe a like my dreams a little bit more than real life just because they are so weird ( i like new visual experiences ). does anyone experienced anything similar ? i have written down dozens if not a hundred dreams - this is one that i cannot figure out thanks