T.W. Gun violence, death
I don't know why I've been having nightmares lately.
First yesterday night, and now last night. Is it the quarantine effect? What am I so worried about. I literally woke up EARLY today because of my dream.
Now the kind of nightmares I have... they aren't they superstitious or fantasy ones with monsters or slender man or anything like that.... it's all scenarios that could actually happen in my life. Basically some of my biggest fears that could happen in my day to day life.
I'll start from yesterday's dream because last night is a hard pill to swallow.
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3.15.2021
I forgot most of the details and a lot of things about the dream because it's been more than a day, and I have a new dream interfering with my thoughts. I'll just be documenting what I remember the most.
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Our class went into this huge building for a school trip. This building was strange though, in the way that it felt like it served no purpose. Apparently, it was a special building because it held rare artifacts from the past. I think the purpose of the trip was to learn about this building and it's people who worked there in the past. We had heard very bad things about this trip but because we have to follow our teacher, we just accepted it. We also didn't know how bad....
We were given a tour and stuff. Then on a certain floor, there was this old and dusty looking closet that was shown to us. The closet is very small. They say that we couldn't touch it because it was haunted/cursed, yet it was too late, since some of us touched it.
Suddenly after the tour, things got worse. We were all forced to go into this large space kind of like an outside field almost, in the middle of the building. Surrounding this "field" were high walls. Basically the field was enclosed in a room. The tour guides were discussing with us but I snuck out and went to the bathroom. At the bathroom I met a friend who told me we were in a bad place and should leave ASAP. Suddenly we see people running out of the room and we don't know what's going on. We just know that it's bad.
Then we found out, we were in a survival game. Apparently it was announced publicly at some time that this company will host a survival challenge to its guests. Although it sounds very dangerous, they reassure the public and say it's all safe in the end because nobody dies. But really? It's safe just because nobody dies? They didn't say anything about being hurt though?
Anyhow, my teacher was nowhere to be found and instead I saw the tour guides chasing students down. I don't know what I was witnessing but I didn't like it. I knew I had no choice but to play this "game". My friend and I did not trust these people, they looked like they wanted to kill.
The building has many challenging floors and there was a timer. Every time the timer resets, we were forced to go back into the main room. The main room is basically the room that leads you to all the other rooms. When the timer resets, we have to hurry up pick another exit or another room. The whole goal of the game is to get the hell out and escape. I don't see why such a game was necessary for students like us.... some parts of the building felt hella freaky too. I think not knowing what was going on most of the time just made me scared. Everyone around me was scared and in a state of panic. They were all desperately trying to escape these people and this building. So of course, I'd feel the same way. Although I don't remember exactly why. Maybe they did actually kill?
I don't remember how long I was going for in that building, but at one point I was being chased down in the stairwell. It was a tour guide with other people. Once I saw that they were behind me, I started acting like Spider-Man out of panic. I climbed rails and whipped myself out of there as quickly as possible. Even though I, myself, could not see it (because I didn't want to), as a dreamer who is dreaming in the 3rd perspective, I saw the tour guide smile when they saw my agility while moving. How I was able to grab onto things on the walls and pull myself up to other places just to escape. They of course, were following closely behind me, but I still managed to escape them by playing monkey bars. I ended up going through this trapdoor shoot sort of thing and ended up in a room with a lot of students. I felt safer this way because there were more of us and if anything were to happen, i could escape more easily.
