Trying to warn Human Centipede victims; Arcade shooting leads to house fire
Last night I dreamt that two girls (who I think were supposed to be EmilySarah and Mary) had been kidnapped from a German house party to be used in the human centipede. It was now somehow a few hours before the kidnapping, and I was in the same house. I was in the same bedroom that the girls would be kidnapped from, and someone came to the door and told me that he was going to kidnap me and place me in a giant oven as part of a Saw trap. I slammed the door, and he started trying to break in. I was trying to think of how I could quickly leave a clue for the girls that they were to be kidnapped later, but I couldn’t find anything to write with. I started rummaging through my pockets trying to find a personal item to leave under one of the pillows. I pulled out my cell phone, but decided I might need it. I didn’t find anything I thought might have been helpful. At some point, the door burst open, and a couple of younger kids came in and tried to subdue me. I easily picked them up and threw them across the room. They guy who had originally been trying to kidnap me told me that was fucked up, and then he left. The dream ended when one of the girls who was going to be kidnapped later returned to the house, and I let her into the room through a sliding glass door.
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I also dreamt that a teenager with a machine gun walked into a bar or arcade, and started to climb the stairs. The staircase was the “T” shape that is a single row of stairs that splits in opposite directions at the bottom. The teen stopped at the “intersection” point of the stairs, pulled out his machine gun, and propped it on the stair rail, pointing it toward the bar. He tied something around the trigger so that the gun would fire continuously, and he left the gun firing as he walked down the stairs and disappeared into the crowd. This somehow started a fire, so I went up the stairs to check the house located above the bar. I quickly checked the house, but didn’t find anyone. When I got back to the top of the stairs, I asked one of the bar patrons if there was supposed to be anyone home, and they said yes. I thought that the occupants might have hid when they heard the gunfire, so I went into one of the bedrooms and looked under the bed. I saw a little black boy hiding, and I told him to come out. I asked if anyone else was in the house, and he said that his mom was in the other room. I went into the other room, and his mom was lying on the bed. I told her that there was a fire downstairs, and that we needed to leave. She said that she was pregnant and couldn’t move. I pointed at the top of the staircase, which was visible through the doorway, and the glimmer of flames was visible on the wall. She then said that she had already had the baby, and could now walk. The baby was in a bassinet on the bed. She picked up the baby, and I started helping her down the hall. That’s all I remember.
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I also dreamt that a teenager with a machine gun walked into a bar or arcade, and started to climb the stairs. The staircase was the “T” shape that is a single row of stairs that splits in opposite directions at the bottom. The teen stopped at the “intersection” point of the stairs, pulled out his machine gun, and propped it on the stair rail, pointing it toward the bar. He tied something around the trigger so that the gun would fire continuously, and he left the gun firing as he walked down the stairs and disappeared into the crowd. This somehow started a fire, so I went up the stairs to check the house located above the bar. I quickly checked the house, but didn’t find anyone. When I got back to the top of the stairs, I asked one of the bar patrons if there was supposed to be anyone home, and they said yes. I thought that the occupants might have hid when they heard the gunfire, so I went into one of the bedrooms and looked under the bed. I saw a little black boy hiding, and I told him to come out. I asked if anyone else was in the house, and he said that his mom was in the other room. I went into the other room, and his mom was lying on the bed. I told her that there was a fire downstairs, and that we needed to leave. She said that she was pregnant and couldn’t move. I pointed at the top of the staircase, which was visible through the doorway, and the glimmer of flames was visible on the wall. She then said that she had already had the baby, and could now walk. The baby was in a bassinet on the bed. She picked up the baby, and I started helping her down the hall. That’s all I remember.