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I had an AMAZING dream this morning. I dreamt I was in Seattle, and I went to the Seattle Art Museum. Then I went to another museum somewhere in Texas or around that area of the United States, and they had art on display from Sacramento, so I got in for free with my student ID card. They stopped me before I went in, though, because they had a laser scanner that scanned our eyes, and mine had scanned that I would be likely to kill people. I freaked out and told them no, that I would never do that, and I made them scan my eyes again, and the second time they turned out okay, but it was too late, and I was kicked out.
Someone was coming for me, to kill me, and I had to hide quickly. I found a trapdoor in the ceiling and hid myself up inside a very small space. As long as they didn't find and kill my body, I would stay alive. My soul went elsewhere and I ran all over the place trying to see what was going on. I remember hiding in different rooms and under different beds, because even though I wasn't in my body anymore, people could still see me and chase me as a soul.
I remember there was a party going on, and for some reason, a bunch of girls from my high school were there, and they decided to get naked and walk around naked. The guys who were searching for me still couldn't find my secret trapdoor, and I kept running, hiding inside mattresses and under beds or between mattresses. I remember at one point, someone found the mattress I was hiding inside, and felt it and "scanned" it, and they still didn't find me. My body was also still safe in the trapdoor.
I decided to drive to Washington, which was for some reason close to where Arizona would actually appear on a US map... anyway, I found Aaron and started cuddling with him, but he didn't want to sleep or something. I ended up driving back, and going to the building where my body was located. It was still there, but starting to suffocate because there was another body in the same area, that was dead.
Suddenly the building I was in was like a big futuristic hotel or mansion, and I lived in it. I was with a group of people giving a tour of the building, and we went from the front to the back of the building, showing people each room. My friend from Lauren who I know from Cuesta was living in the house, too, and she had two beds in her room for some reason. Anyway, as we gave the tour, I kept disguising myself in different ways so that others wouldn't recognise me. I remember going into a bunch of places that I hadn't remembered ever going to before, which surprised me at the time, considering I lived there.
We went into the "garage", which ended up actually being a time machine room, and when you entered, you stepped out into white nothingness, but something somehow supported you. There was a feeling of distortion and like your body's molecules (although I supposedly was disconnected from my body at this point in my dream) were travelling through the air and very rapidly, and then everything settled, and you had travelled through time. A girl in the room took some food and poured it out onto the surface of the white nothingness, and it automatically grilled itself. I tried conjuring up sugar from the past, that had been in my dresser drawer (don't worry, there was never actually any sugar stored in my dresser) but I couldn't make it happen, even when I made sound effects.
We left the garage and continued the tour, going on to the theatre. A friend of mine (female, no one I know in real life) was playing with a device that looked like a camera but was actually a typewriter? I don't know if it was actually functional, but she was playing with it, and I found it to be amusing so I snapped a picture of her. The flash of the camera caught the attention of one of the nurses over at the pharmacy, and she saw me and recognised me. She called me (over an intercom? I'm not sure) and told me to go to the hospital room and she would meet me there in 16 minutes. I had someone guide me there straight away, because I didn't know where it was, and I was afraid of what this woman might do to me if I didn't show up on time. She had control because she knew who I was, so she could reveal my identity to others who might hurt me.
I showed up in the hospital room, and there were many old and sick people sitting on risers, or steps. I sat down among them and was going to just lay down and hide my face as though I were sick and doubled over in pain, hoping maybe that would hide my identity. But I saw others around me suffering so much that I couldn't sit there and do nothing. I reached out and hugged a woman near me who was middle-aged and had dark hair. I asked her what she was suffering from and she said she had just had a heart attack and was in a LOT of pain. I kept holding her in my arms, and started massaging her back. At first she winced a bit with pain, but suddenly after a few seconds her pain was entirely gone. She got up and left, and I suddenly realised I had a gift of healing. I actually saw some shampoo sitting on the floor that advertised it came with "red hairs" in it, that I guess were supposedly mine, meant to heal whoever uses the shampoo. I realised that others had known about my gift long before I had. I decided to keep using it, and I started trying to help the woman sitting to my right. It was about here that I woke up. I remember thinking to myself that I could keep healing the people in that room, and then all of them would leave and I would be left alone when the nurse came back... and I didn't know what would happen to me, or if someone would kill me. I knew others would be wanting to kill me and somehow use my body for healing, so I think this was what made me wake up - the prospect of someone killing me after all.
This dream was a bit scary, obviously, since I was running away from "bad guys", but it was amazing in almost all other aspects. I'm not sure how the naked people from high school fit in, haha. But I really enjoyed having that ability to heal people.
Someone was coming for me, to kill me, and I had to hide quickly. I found a trapdoor in the ceiling and hid myself up inside a very small space. As long as they didn't find and kill my body, I would stay alive. My soul went elsewhere and I ran all over the place trying to see what was going on. I remember hiding in different rooms and under different beds, because even though I wasn't in my body anymore, people could still see me and chase me as a soul.
I remember there was a party going on, and for some reason, a bunch of girls from my high school were there, and they decided to get naked and walk around naked. The guys who were searching for me still couldn't find my secret trapdoor, and I kept running, hiding inside mattresses and under beds or between mattresses. I remember at one point, someone found the mattress I was hiding inside, and felt it and "scanned" it, and they still didn't find me. My body was also still safe in the trapdoor.
I decided to drive to Washington, which was for some reason close to where Arizona would actually appear on a US map... anyway, I found Aaron and started cuddling with him, but he didn't want to sleep or something. I ended up driving back, and going to the building where my body was located. It was still there, but starting to suffocate because there was another body in the same area, that was dead.
Suddenly the building I was in was like a big futuristic hotel or mansion, and I lived in it. I was with a group of people giving a tour of the building, and we went from the front to the back of the building, showing people each room. My friend from Lauren who I know from Cuesta was living in the house, too, and she had two beds in her room for some reason. Anyway, as we gave the tour, I kept disguising myself in different ways so that others wouldn't recognise me. I remember going into a bunch of places that I hadn't remembered ever going to before, which surprised me at the time, considering I lived there.
We went into the "garage", which ended up actually being a time machine room, and when you entered, you stepped out into white nothingness, but something somehow supported you. There was a feeling of distortion and like your body's molecules (although I supposedly was disconnected from my body at this point in my dream) were travelling through the air and very rapidly, and then everything settled, and you had travelled through time. A girl in the room took some food and poured it out onto the surface of the white nothingness, and it automatically grilled itself. I tried conjuring up sugar from the past, that had been in my dresser drawer (don't worry, there was never actually any sugar stored in my dresser) but I couldn't make it happen, even when I made sound effects.
We left the garage and continued the tour, going on to the theatre. A friend of mine (female, no one I know in real life) was playing with a device that looked like a camera but was actually a typewriter? I don't know if it was actually functional, but she was playing with it, and I found it to be amusing so I snapped a picture of her. The flash of the camera caught the attention of one of the nurses over at the pharmacy, and she saw me and recognised me. She called me (over an intercom? I'm not sure) and told me to go to the hospital room and she would meet me there in 16 minutes. I had someone guide me there straight away, because I didn't know where it was, and I was afraid of what this woman might do to me if I didn't show up on time. She had control because she knew who I was, so she could reveal my identity to others who might hurt me.
I showed up in the hospital room, and there were many old and sick people sitting on risers, or steps. I sat down among them and was going to just lay down and hide my face as though I were sick and doubled over in pain, hoping maybe that would hide my identity. But I saw others around me suffering so much that I couldn't sit there and do nothing. I reached out and hugged a woman near me who was middle-aged and had dark hair. I asked her what she was suffering from and she said she had just had a heart attack and was in a LOT of pain. I kept holding her in my arms, and started massaging her back. At first she winced a bit with pain, but suddenly after a few seconds her pain was entirely gone. She got up and left, and I suddenly realised I had a gift of healing. I actually saw some shampoo sitting on the floor that advertised it came with "red hairs" in it, that I guess were supposedly mine, meant to heal whoever uses the shampoo. I realised that others had known about my gift long before I had. I decided to keep using it, and I started trying to help the woman sitting to my right. It was about here that I woke up. I remember thinking to myself that I could keep healing the people in that room, and then all of them would leave and I would be left alone when the nurse came back... and I didn't know what would happen to me, or if someone would kill me. I knew others would be wanting to kill me and somehow use my body for healing, so I think this was what made me wake up - the prospect of someone killing me after all.
This dream was a bit scary, obviously, since I was running away from "bad guys", but it was amazing in almost all other aspects. I'm not sure how the naked people from high school fit in, haha. But I really enjoyed having that ability to heal people.