Ruesia's Dream Journal

I had this dream on the night of April 16, 2011. I don't remember the entire dream in detail

I was at a gathering at my grandparent's ranch. I was with my mother and sister. Family members were all around- together for some reason.

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I'm inside a cafeteria. There are men dressed in jump suits. They appear to be prisoners. Someone is handing me a jump suit and telling me I'll be here for a few days if all goes well. My mom and sister are there with me and they are asking how to pick me up. I start to feel bewildered. The 'counselor' that will be overseeing me during my stay tells me I have to say goodbye. I begin to really panic.

My mom and sister start to walk out the door and I try to follow them while the counselor calls my name. I stop at the door, where guards are posted, and I start to call my mom's name in alarm. She doesn't turn around. I am crying and keep calling after her.

My fiance then rushes up- he had just heard. He tells me not to worry, he'll get me out and I grab him and hug him and am crying. I am horrified and feel trapped. He tells me to calm down and everything will be alright. He then has to leave as guards push him away. I walk inside the dismal cafeteria and find my counselor again. He tells me I'll have to go get my name punched onto the jump suit. We proceed to walk through a hall to where a man is sitting behind a desk/station. He has a computer terminal and I think this must be a very low security prison.

As the two chat, I see a wiley looking prisoner walk near the desk and when the guard isn't looking, slips scissors that the guard left on the counter into his shirt sleeve. I can't find my words but start making noises and try to alert the guards. "Scissors...Scissors" is all I can stammer as the prisoner walks around toward the counselor and I.

The prisoner starts shouting at the counselor and the counselor asks him to calm down. The prisoner pulls out the scissors and stabs the counselor several times. I am pushing myself into the wall, trying to get away as the prisoner begins to run around trying to stab other people. Other people start to fight and a riot breaks out. I am crying and petrified as I sneak past the man with scissors to the hallway and hide myself in a corner of the wall by a bathroom door.

He comes running down the hall, stabbing people as he goes. I am crammed on the ground, in a fetal position thinking to myself "I won't make it a few days in here- I won't make it until they release me". In my mind, I know I'm innocent of whatever charge they've got me here for, but they just have to figure it out.

I then notice a glass door to my right where people are walking around normally. I get up and run there and there are regular, plain clothes people walking around. This is a 'mall' that is attached to the prison. It is still heavily guarded. A visiting area, almost. I see my fiance outside and since I haven't changed into my jumpsuit yet I look normal, so I walk right out the doors.

My fiance and I rush to the car and we get inside. He then tells me he is in trouble too- they're looking for him but he'll be away for a long time and I tell him we have to run away. I notice metal bars slide across the mall exits as sirens go off to announce the riot inside the prison.