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    Mental hospitals and blue bags of money (careful it's a long one)

    by , 07-27-2012 at 11:38 PM (808 Views)
    Let's start where I remember, I'm not sure if anything happened prior to this. So my dream started off as a third person dream. It was as if I was there but not physically participating, so what I mean is it felt like I was walking with them not just spectating, although I wasn't actually there and could not influence it.

    So it starts off in what looks like a high-tech hospital. There was a lady and a hospital worker walking down a corridor that had plexiglass on one side and then some cells also made of plexiglass on the other side. I can only presume that this hospital was for those who were mentally unstable. Anyways so, the lady and the worker were walking down the corridor when a female patient broke out of her cell. All I remember about the patient was that she has short hair. So she broke out of her cell and attacked the worker that was going by. She attacked her with what appeared to be a broom that was broken in half, so the broom handle had jagged splintered spikes on the end. She jabbed this into the eye-balls of the worker and killed her. On the other side of the plexiglass I see two doctors, one male and one female, in lab-coats with clipboards observing what was going on. They don't seem dismayed at what was going they seem like they were just observing it as if it happened all the time. They walk away as if to go report what had happened.

    Now at this point the dream kind of skips. That or I can't remember what happens in the gap. So the older lady that was with the worker before she was killed and the short-haired girl are in an elevator and they are talking to each other like they know each other from somewhere. And then when they stop talking the older lady starts to think something and the short-haired girl informs her that she can hear her thoughts, telepathically. The older lady says something like, "I thought so" back to her, also telepathically. At this point I notice that the older lady is wearing glasses. (Just an interjection and this is not crucial to the story haha) So now the two start going up in the elevator and they are communicating telepathically.

    Now the dream skips again. It picks back up and now instead of the older lady I am there with the short-haired girl. So now we are in the room of another patient, not a cell. The room belongs to an elderly lady who I believe is the short-haired girls grandmother. The room is kind of grandiose with a chandelier hanging from the ceiling and the room is full of old wooden furniture that is hand-carved. The room also has a large library. The elderly lady tells the short-haired girl that she got her a gift. So we walked over towards the elderly lady's bed, which was huge and had ornately engraved wood. On this bed there was two revolvers, in leather holsters, that matched the grandiose theme of the room. They had pearl handles and engraved silver plating. And so now a man comes over and picks the guns up. That's right there's no longer a short-haired girl it is now a short-haired man. I ask him if the guns are real and he opens up one of the cylinders and pours the bullets out into his hand as if to show me that yes, yes they are real.

    The dream now skips again. I remember the short-haired man gave me a blue bag that contained a large amount of money in it. We went into an elevator to go down and leave the building, there were two others in the elevator a man and a woman that appear to be a couple. Anyways, two men dressed in suits start walking towards the elevator and I dropped the bag of money into the corner of the elevator behind me. When they go to the elevator they seemed to recognize me and one of them tried to stick his hand into the closing elevator doors. The doors however did not retract back, instead the elevator started going down which forced the man to yank his hand out of the doors. When he did this the elevator shook side to side and I exclaimed, "Jesus!" as if to say that that was ridiculous. The couple looked at me frightened and agreed. At this point I don't think that the man with short hair was even there anymore.

    And now the dream skips again and I remember running from the men in the suits who were now chasing me. So I ran into a Walmart and vaulted over a check-out stand that was filled with items. In the middle of the Walmart I met three of my friends. Just to give a visual, one of them is Asian, one of them is black and one of them is white. So I remember giving them something and then we all ran out of the Walmart because I was still being chased by the men in suits, who wanted my blue money bag. So we ran out into a sort of suburban neighborhood and I remember running for a little while through this neighborhood.

    The dream skips again and I remember knowing that I was being chased by men in cars now. So I was now running faster then before. I was running up a hillside that was covered in yellow dead grass and when I got to the top I jumped over the guardrail and crossed a street. I went up a dirt slope and at the top of the slope there was a concrete slab with a chain-link fence behind it. I sat on the slab at the top of the hill and began to think. While I was sitting there I saw my mom's boyfriend and his son drive by in a white car, which was random. Now I remember thinking about calling my dad and having him come pick me up since apparently my car was in the parking lot of the Walmart I was at previously, and I had gotten lost while running away. The last thing that I recall was thinking that not all of the money was in the bag and that it was only my cut that was in the bag.

    I don't know how I earned a cut of the money in the first place but that is what my dream self thought. I also remember something about the amount that was in the blue bag being $50,000.

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    1. SpaceCowboyDave's Avatar
      Nice entry, vivid dreams are awesome because you can almost enjoy them in real life as you type them up! ( and we can enjoy reading the detail)