Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was in some building, and all the sudden, all these people started coming at me slowly. Except for they weren't normal people. They were under some sort of mind-control, they were being used for something. They were kind of like zombies, except for they weren't dead. Though they weren't quite alive either. A man at the front was coming at me with a small, sharp knife (in waking life, I have a strange phobia of knives). I was scared, so I ran. The mob of drones ran after me. I ran down some stairs, but I was still surrounded. I kept throwing things at them, knowing that I had to strike them in the head twice with these clear, plastic, rubbery objects to kill them, since that was my only weapon. I threw the objects, and they kept laughing at me as the objects either softly bounced off of them or missed completely. I did end up killing one who was heading towards a door.

Then, the guy with the knife, a scruffy-looking man who was overweight, wearing a dark red polo, and had his brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, started to close in on me, trying to stab me with the knife. I begged him to please leave me alone and not stab me, but he kept coming at me with his knife raised. He had a sick smile on his face.

Then, his facial expression changed to one of defeat. I suddenly knew that all of these drones were on a time limit, and when the clock struck 10:45, they would all just kind of "pop", and they would be gone. All of them had similar looks on their faces. Some of them were wailing with defeat. I ran to avoid them popping on me. As I ran down a hallway, I saw a black woman drone crouch down on the floor with her hands over her head. Then, she popped into a few red and white pieces. I was very relieved.