AstronomyDomine

I'm carrying a big piece of wood. I carry it like a plank balanced on my shoulder, and I'm walking along a quiet country road. Up ahead of me is a friend who died in a car wreck earlier this year, Don Wilson. He is carrying what looks like a piece of a waterslide, the plastic chute part. He is about 100 feet ahead of me, walking along the left shoulder of the road. I am following him. We are heading to some amusement park to install the waterslide. There are tall, dense pine trees on either side of the road. Don suddenly makes a sharp right turn, crosses the road, and disappears into the woods. I try to follow him, but he is gone and now I am lost. I don't know how to get to the park, and I am carrying something he needs, another part of the waterslide.

I see a clearing in the woods up ahead where I saw him disappear. I discover it is an entrance to a hidden subdivision of lakeside homes. There are docks where boats are tied up, but Don is not there. The subdivision is familiar; I've seen this place before in another dream. I enter a house and speak to a black lady who seems very annoyed at my presence. I ask her if she's seen my friend. She has not. I am still carrying the long plank on my shoulder. It feels very awkward. As I turn to leave, I see an imposing white man standing behind me. His arms are crossed and he is frowning at me. He is wearing a blue t-shirt and his arms are very muscular. "Did you get what you needed?" he asks me with angry sarcasm. He looks eastern European. Both he and the black woman are very hostile; they want me to leave.

I head back outside and see a rescue helicopter taking off from a far dock. Several paramedics in blue shirts remain on the docks as the chopper elevates and quickly departs. It is going on an emergency call. I decide to head over to the paramedics to see if they've seen my friend, but before I do, the muscular man I saw at the house suddenly joins them. I realize they are all brothers. There are about seven of them, all in blue shirts. I am worried they too will be hostile towards me if I approach them.

As I contemplate what to do, an attractive woman with dark hair suddenly appears. She is the sister of the seven men. I recognize her from somewhere, and she knows me. When she sees me, she comes over and embraces me with happy surprise. We were lovers at one time. After her brothers see us hug, they stop being hostile towards me and I feel safe. I tell the woman I am looking for my friend, Don, who is carrying another part of the waterslide and he needs my part. She says something in Czech to her brothers and they immediately begin searching for Don. I say something to her in Russian, and she is impressed. As we search the docks for Don, I suddenly realize Don is dead in WL (though I fail to gain lucidity). Knowing we'll never find a dead man, I am now embarrassed to tell them we are searching for a person who no longer exists. It would make me look delusional in their eyes. So I say nothing in the dream and pretend to keep searching for him.

The woman gets close to me and I am chewing gum. The wind blows some of her hair in my mouth and my gum sticks to it. As I pull the clumps of gum from her hair, I apologize but she doesn't seem to mind. Suddenly the paramedics' radio gets a message that thirteen kids had been killed in a waterslide accident at the local park. The authorities are now looking for me. I realize that was the reason for the rescue helicopter's departure. Dreamt 12/6/2016