Last night I was looking at a mansion, and a strange thing was that the next two dream scenes each happened two times in a row. Each time, with a slightly difference circumstance. There were a small bunch of old rich folk sitting out on a big dining padio connected to the house, chatting and eating. A few younger adults, also well dressed but a majority were elderly. One of the older gentlemen stood up and invited a few into his private parlar, and walked inside while the others continued in what seemed like a very in depth discussion. I overheard them reading a note. It was a threat note. They were discussing the dangers of a killer on the loose, that had threatened to show up at their public exhibits in the down stairs hall. The first time I saw this, it ended after I over heard this and began to replay. The second time, this same set of events almost exactly happened the way it did before. But this time, I went to investigate. I waited outside on the steps, a large touring group walked in and out of the building. Then I saw him, this strange looking shirtless man. He looked like a super pale punker kid and acted like one too. He walked into the downstairs hall and started writing on the glass in an alarming way, I knew he was the killer. This dream changed quite a bit. Here's the second scene in the same place, that also happened twice in a row. I was accompanied by my dream friend, and both him and I were in some type of superhuman group. We could both go super-fast. We were now standing inside of the hall, and I pointed out the threat to him. I was about to take the guy out, but he said not to worry about it, "I got this.". He was a black guy, dressed a little bit like Frozone from that movie The Incredibles. Hahah, I wasn't wearing stupid clothes though so it's okay. I sped over to the corner of the room to watch as he easily swooped the threatening punk out of his path and handed him to the authorities outside. We started walking away thinking well of the day, but he kept on turning around in indecision. Like he didn't know which way we were supposed to go. I said "Where you goin, dude?". He stopped, thought about it- then we took off down the hall. The second scene of this part happened exactly like the first, except once my dream friend began to become confused about direction- I told him "We're about to go this way, come on." It felt good to be able to live one moment twice. Seems like the second times happened just a bit more smoothly.
I had the same scene in my dream about 4 times. I was driving my car to a new job and approached the security gate, it was fenced off with regular metal fence. The car gates were very solid looking and made out of steel, but pained yellow of course. Every time the woman guard asked me for ID, car sticker, or something that I seemed to have forgotten to bring. Every time I apologised and had to turn around to go back to get whatever it was I needed. At least every time I checked my watch it seemed I had plenty of time to do so. In a different dream I was in a cafeteria and I got a BELT sandwitch on a croissant and Chips. There was no room to sit down and eat so I ate as I walked down the hall. The chips were sour cream & onion flavored and tasted like I was really eating them. The same with the BELT sandwitch.
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