KarlaB18

Date of Dream: WED 9 OCT - 2019



Dream No. 629 - The Outdoor Ghost Train

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, my dad, brother and I were in the dining room of our old house and seemed like we were chatting about some place we were going to go to, something that we were going to do. The next scene I can remember is that we ended up on what was a supposed ghost train but it was outdoors and it took different forms in different environments.

The first environment was what felt like the creek-side track near my current house. I forgot the form of the vehicle in this part but there were actually real ghosts that started to appear and the energy I was feeling was very negative, I was uneasy throughout the entire ride. As the dream progressed, some of the forms were weird. For the second stage of the ghost ride, the vehicle split up and transformed into small rafts that would go up this channel of extremely blue looking water. I forgot what the scary parts here were but I know I had to try to stay on the raft and not fall off.

At this stage of the dream, I felt like I didn’t want to be on the ghost train anymore. To express this further, the dream had changed scenes. It was pitch black at night and I was walking down Gladstone Road. Even though I wasn’t on the ghost train in this scene, I was still very distressed and was crying out for 18-Volt as I continued to slowly progress down the hill. He wasn’t coming for a while but I kept calling as I was desperate to be heard.

Eventually 18-Volt appeared but as it was so dark, I couldn’t see him. Rather, I felt his energy around and then he came and effortlessly picked me up. Though in this dream, he was carrying me in a different way than usual. He was standing sideways, facing the road and he had his arms out in-front of him. If a person did this in real life, I’d likely fall straight through them, but I was staying on 18-Volt with no problems, with the weight of his two arms only, like two perches, supporting me like a bench.

Now that I was on 18-Volt, my distress had gone and I was completely relaxed. In-fact so relaxed that I felt like leaning into him. I ended up leaning the side of my head into 18-Volt’s lower face but something about him felt rough and bristly, he had facial hair? Perhaps 18-Volt’s energy was there but it was the body of someone else, he didn’t speak in this dream and so I wouldn’t know. 18-Volt slowly carried me down the hill as I just contemplated life.

The scene then went back to the ghost ride and now it was the third stage of the trip, where it was actually one big train. In this part, there was also a train conductor but she was a really nasty person. There was an announcement by another staff member, who resembled Andy from The Block 2019, that we were going to receive Christmas cards from Santa but the things he was going to say about us were negative. He then handed out the Christmas cards to each of us and there was a really long message of hurtful and spiteful comments from Santa.

My first thought was “how does he even know our name?”. It’s like the Andy guy could read my thoughts, he came up to me and reminded us that we filled in a form at the start that had our names on it. After a few minutes, it seemed like a spell had worn off as the card had actually turned into a positive message. Though as soon as the message became positive, the staff came around to take the card off us; they were satisfied in making us feel miserable and didn’t want happiness on this ghost train ride.

There were now prominently ghosts appearing again and I was screaming really loudly. In-fact, no one else was screaming, they were all quiet, but then there was me who was constantly squealing. The conductor came around and told me to stop screaming, violently threatening me. In a panic, I asked how could I stop screaming when everything is so scary. She didn’t react well and rather kept yelling at me.

The fourth and last stage of the ghost ride was to scale a cliff. The train broke up into small vehicles again and transformed into some sort of cliff-side elevator. It was odd though because I was holding my phone in my hand but at the same time, I had to hold onto an area of the elevator that would transform into the handle grip. At some stages, I thought I was going to drop my phone but I successfully managed. I forgot what the scary things were for this part of the ride.

The ghost ride then reached the middle-point stop (yes, we had to go back as well). It ended up being some aged-care centre. There were all these residents sitting at multiple round tables and now my whole family were there, chatting and laughing with them. It was me, my dad, my brother, my mum, her friend CD, and CD’s other friend. We were there for a while but I forgot everything that we did there.

For the next scene, we were in a car, the six of us, driving somewhere, the awareness was there that we still had to go back on the ghost train but I wasn’t going to have that. In-fact, there were 10 people, including us, that I had to think of way to get out of going back on the ghost train. I came up with a solution, I was going to call the dream guides to take us home. I told those in the car to have faith in me as I stuck my head out the window and made an announcement like a school officer over a PA. I announced something like “Could Dreamy WB, 18-Volt and Murray please come and take each person home?”.

It was a longer message but I forgot what exactly. There were three of them and ten of us, with each being able to carry two at a time. So I figured that Dreamy WB and 18-Volt would have to do two trips. I could feel the energy of all three of them increasing to enter into the scene, also with 18-Volt feeling like he’d be in the correct body this time, but before they appeared, the dream ended.



Dream No. 629
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No