M.D

I went to an island and we had to change our clothing to match the dress code of the people there. Late at night, multiple perspectives occurred, two flashbacks and one or two present-day alternate perspectives showing the dark sides of women there. It had to do with the culture there which had also influenced the dress code. I was walking through the dark and had to advance forward based on memory to complete the last few scenes that had been unlocked, including "The End" which I had been told was the true end of the story. The setting was definitely horror. While walking near the town cemetery during a period of great shade, I decided to go and see what would happen if I attempted to talk to someone who I recognized, but was interrupted halfway by people who started to launch throwing knives at me. I couldn't easy run, because I didn't want to turn my back on them. I dodged many of them in a row by carefully focusing in on the moment they threw the knives, but got one in the back as I was timing a careful retreat. However, I realized that it wasn't as painful as I thought that it would be, and wondered if I was actually tough. Later on, I was waiting in a hospital room, though I don't know what I was waiting there for. It was really crowded, and myself and family members were lined up in a row on an L-shaped couch which was also completely crowded by other patients who were waiting. I was concerned that I wasn't psychologically prepared to express myself properly to the doctor. Much further on, I felt that my back left canine became suddenly really loose, and realized that I need to schedule an appointment with a dentist immediately no matter what (and I had to verify this wasn't the case after I woke up).

I was in a school environment (I think college, but in a building spatially resembling my old junior high school) time leaping. I was a girl, too. Someone like Veronica Mars, or no, maybe Sabrina the teenage witch from the show? No, only for the latter part of the dream was I her. For the former part, I was myself, and there was no transition. Yes, I was even myself to a boring extent. There were some unusual things going on, and I wanted to investigate them, but I had to go to class and take care of some obligations. However, I had the sense--perhaps my time leaping ability arose within the narrative due to this sense--that I would be able to investigate them retroactively after I'd finish my obligations. I went to class and had some kind of group activity, or else interacted with people in a group. They somehow seemed to not take a liking to me due to the way that I interacted with them, in a way that probably resembled my usual cold waking self. Yet they feigned not having that matter and then began to behave suspiciously, which I picked up on and became wary of malicious acts from them. They gave me some food which I politely refused, and then dropped some strange object on my desk before walking away, which I put back on their desk with the planned excuse of not having enough room to store it on my desk due to my papers. I then had to leave my desk, so I realized that I needed to take with my my backpack and some other things to keep them safe. I thought that it was unfortunate I might be indirectly letting them know that I suspected my things wouldn't be safe if left behind, but the reality was that I couldn't afford to leave them behind because they were irreplaceable possessions, like a laptop and maybe papers. After walking away, I went to a remote area and did something related to investigation. I think that I might have briefly visited a room that was not my business to visit while feigning that I belonged there. I also have the impression that there were some rooms which were locked and off limits but which I may have had the key for which allowed me to have private space for operations, as well as rooms which people thought were locked but which were actually accessible. At some point I quickly reached a dead end, or maybe some kind of danger, and decided that now was the best time to time leap. I time leapt back to the beginning of the day and this time decided to spend the day investigating the strange operations within the school. It seemed there was something political, something involving reporters, some event or meeting, that was taking place in adjoined rooms that perhaps amounted to a small wing of the school. It was around this point that I somehow became "aware" in the dream that these events were very important for me to address and that others would be carefully watching me and kill me if they discovered my interference. At some point, I retreated to an area that I considered a safe area, in order to do something related to investigation that didn't involve being in the area of investigation. It was an area resembling my room and its adjoining room. Because I thought that I might be followed and have to fake out my pursuer into thinking I wasn't there, I muttered a quick spell that would allow me to instantly transport myself into a half-open sack-like velvet furnishing upon my bed in the main room that I would be able to hide myself in as if asleep, then I went into the adjoining room and hid there.