So I had a few dreams last night, I remember bits from all of them I'm not sure if any are connected because there a many chunks missing from all of them
The Party
I was in an apartment having a party with some friends, I remember the track "Punk" by Ferry Corsten playing and the party was very very loud. I went outside the apartment and there were hundreds of people in the stair-well just walking and hanging around It was all a bit of a maze with hallways and stairs branching off randomly. Note: The maze style lay out is a dream sign. I kept going to the bathroom and one time I accidentally walked into the ladies bathroom I was very embarrassed and ran back to the party. I remember a few of my friends were there, and they are the same friends were in the next dream...
[B]Weird twist on Iron Chef.[/B]
Me and above mentioned friends were In a competition to cook food. It was a very crazy set up. Each team was on a podium. The only way up to the podium was to jump up to ledge and use your strength to pull yourself up. Surrounding the podiums was a big hole. Opposite the podiums was a large stage where a member of the team was to take ingredients from and then show the final product of our cooking skills. To get to a from the stage one needed to jump onto platforms which were moving around the big hole. Our team decided to cook ice-cream with gummy-bears mixed into it. I was chosen as the runner to go back and forth our podium and and stage. It was very difficult and by the end I was struggling to climb onto our podium.
A fast car and an innocent kid
Last dream. I remember something happened before I was in the car, but I can't remember what. But, I was driving, what felt like was very fast, but actually was only about 80-90km. I was driving on a bridge and in an area I am familiar with in my waking life. As I drove up a hill, the side of the car scraped along the a barrier by the side of the road, up a head I smashed into a few cars, but just drove them despite the damage. I got to wherever I was going which was a small alley with terrace style house. My car was no longer a car, but a push bike. It still had a windscreen which was smashed too. I wanted to park my bike down a side street but a blue station wagon was blocking this from happening. I was careful to rise my push bike above the vehicle and slide it across the top. As I walked down the side street I felt like my perception changed.
It felt like I was looking at some events unfold as a third person. There were two wagons both a far distance from each other. One wagon was carrying a group of old people. The second wagon had two kids, one boy and one girl. The boy and girl were playing with a bow and arrow. The girl fired the arrow after the boy told her not too. The arrow flew the air, and hit one of the hold men on the other wagon. Suddenly, everyone was surrounding the kids wagon and the boy was taking the blame for it as they had assumed only a boy could do something like this. They were going to deliver justice swiftly the boy was taken down to a river. My perspective changes and now I am the boy, being carried by the collar of my shirt.
They take me to the rivers edge, it's quite far to the other side, but the water is not that rough. I am thrown into the water and start swimming to the opposite bank. It's fucking cold. I look back and another man is being yelled at. They take off his hat, and throw it into the river, and shout something like "Want you hat, go get it". The hat floats towards me and I take it, and everyone is very displeased. I get to the bank, climb out. Further in is a field. Along the river bank are trees. The trees and field end at a main road. I start walking, following my way along the tress. I walked under a big branch with lots of leaves hanging off it. I am not longer by the river but in a blue tiled dirty room. I can hear, and sense someone around, but do not ever see them.
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