a run in with the dreamhackers
I was stranded in a cabin in the middle of the forest. I wasn't allowed to leave. I was with the dreamhackers, and we were hiding/waiting from/for something. Another girl in my group was feeling anxious about staying here, and was thinking about leaving. She was told that if she left, they would have to kill her, because at this point she knew too much. That didn't stop her from trying to escape though. She ran off in the woods and another girl chased after her. She convinced the girl not to leave, or else she'd have to kill her. When the girl came back, she was still feeling super lonely so she trapped a rat and kept it as a pet. When it was time for us to leave, the main leader of the group took the rat and drowned it.
We had to run by my house to pick up some stuff, but we knew that it would be dangerous. There were probably people waiting nearby who worked for the government and knew that we would have to come back eventually.
When we reached my house, it was empty and dark. We were about to pull into the driveway when we noticed headlights behind us. The driver stepped on the gas and an epic car chase ensued. Like, epic:
We dodged incoming traffic and spun around cars. We thought we were doing great losing our perpetrators until we hit a tree. The car went flying and spinning into the air. Unfortunately, two of us died in the car accident. We pushed the wrecked car out of sight and hid in the forest again. We were directly next to a rocky stream and we watched the ducks.
My backpack is a lion
I was walking around town with a housemate. We kept walking until we were in a new city and our venture turned into a backpacking journey. We decided to stop by a small convenience store to refill our supplies. I had less than two dollars on me, but everything at the store was super cheap. I went to the register to pay and opened by backpack to fish for quarters, but every time I opened my backpack a really loud lion's roar came from it. It was actually semi-terrifying. It took me a really long time to find the quarters because of the roaring coming from my backpack, but eventually I did. I was to meet up with my housemate outside the store, but when I got back he was gone. Suddenly, I was back in our house again and I asked another housemate where he went. They said that he went to some party, and I was kind of annoyed. I'm pretty sure that my subconscious got the idea for this dream directly from real life, cause lately my backpack has been smelling really weird and I can't even locate where the smell is coming from. It's a very distinct smell....maybe just as distinct as a lion's roaring.
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