oxenfree

This was the end of a dream, a lot of people were being questioned. Lots of people in rooms with big windows in them. I was part of it somehow, but I wasn't doing the questioning. Some kind of interrogations, but not torture or anything nasty, just trying to find something out.

As I was going back to sleep I was having a lot of really shallow daydreams or something like them. There was kind of a narrative that was supposed to be going on in them, and I could go with the flow or kind of stop and not do what I was supposed to be doing. Most of them were in an office setting, similar to the dream I had finished above.

Walking out of a building following a kid, his mom and someone else. We were in a parking lot and there was bark dust around. His mom was asking if he needed someone to go with him and he said that that he did. We cut across through some little shrubs into another parking lot. I forgot the main point of the dream.