TranquilityTrip

The first thing I remember is being in a small park located in a city that looked vaguely reminiscent of New York. For some reason I am fighting off this blonde haired woman who is attempting to assassinate me for reasons unbeknownst to me. However, in the middle of out scuffle I realize that this entire entire experience is just a dream. I quickly calm myself from the initial adrenaline rush and begin rubbing my hands together to both stabilize and increase the vividness of the dream. It works a little bit, but not as much as I would have liked it too.

After a bit more stabilization, I want to find my bearings when I see a door off to my right. I decide to enter it because I am intrigued as to where it might take me. I pass through the door and now find myself in a house that looks like a mish-mash of both my current living quarters and my previous home that I lived in as a child. I could tell it was sunset here, unlike the previous setting which was midday, and the sky was a very deep shade of orange. Deeper and more vibrant than any sunsets I have seen in real life.

I slowly began exploring the house I noticed it had no artificial light sources of it's own, meaning the only available light came from the sun's rays shining through the house's windows. This made for a very strange, though beautiful lighting effect. I continued exploring the house when I came upon a hall way. I became curious to see how sensitive my sense of touch was in this dream, so I began dragging my hand across the wall as I walked down the hallway. The wall felt almost exactly like it would in real life, my sense of touch was extremely accurate. I finished testing my sense of touch for the moment as I came upon a room at the end of the hall way. It looked like my parent's room from my current house, however it was backwards from it actually was. The lighting in this room was also beautiful as the room had one large window that let the orange sunlight pour into the room.

I admired the room for a little bit then decided to explore more of the house. After exploring some more I stumbled upon a room that looked my kitchen from a house I lived in many years ago. However, all of the chairs and tables were missing one or two of their left legs which made them lean over or tilt to the left. After observing the area for awhile I realized the dream was fading. I began rubbing my hands together to stabilize the dream and it worked. However, scared I would lose the dream I didn't actually stop rubbing my hands together after the stabilization was complete. I began exploring again when suddenly I felt something sticky between my hands. I stated investigating my hands but I didn't find anything that might have caused this sticky sensation.

I decided to not to investigate the matter any more thoroughly and instead decided to continue my exploration. I began wandering around for awhile until I came upon the exit to the house. I decided to take my leave from the house and stepped outside onto a balcony/porch of sorts. The roof of this porch was very low lying (just a few inches taller than me) and there was a small wooden railing surrounding the balcony to prevent any accidental falls. As I looked around I saw the beautiful sunset in the distance off to my left and a baseball field directly in front of me, just a few yards away.

There were 2 dream characters playing on the field and a crowd of people watching them. I jumped over the railing and approached the field to get a better look. After spectating the players for awhile I wanted to explore the dream world further. However, the my path was blocked by the baseball field and I didn't want to take the chance of across the field and getting hit in the head by a baseball. So I decided instead to walk around the baseball field, however, by the time I reached the first base I woke up.

The dream begins with my family packing my father's car with food supplies. Apparently either my entire family or just my father is wanted by the FBI and we/he needed to escape town. We proceed to pack the car with more supplies when I hear a beeping noise emitting from the undercarriage of the car. My first thought was that this was a tracking device placed there by the FBI. This tracking device would have made escape pointless since the FBI would always know where we were, so I tried to find it and remove it. It took awhile to find it but I found it attacked to the undercarriage of the car on the passenger's side. The tracker was just a small, metal chrome box.

I began thinking about what I would do with the tracker. I couldn't destroy it otherwise the FBI would know we found their tracker and would move in. I also couldn't move it too far or they would know we had found and disposed of it. Not knowing what I should do, I placed the box on the curb until I could find out what to do with it. I then walked back to my house and, as I did so, I heard a crashing noise in the direction of the car and realized that one of my family members had destroyed the GPS tracker. Suddenly a minimap popped up in front of my eyes and it showed 2 dots. 1 of the dots was green and the other was gold. The green dot represented my family car and I knew full well that the gold dot represented the FBI extraction team coming to arrest us/my father.

Astonished at the FBI's response time, I finally understood that we were doomed to fail on our quest to escape the FBI from the outset. There was no chance we could have escaped, GPS tracker or not. I accepted our failure as an inevitability and woke up.