dreams

Dream 28, Aug 15, 2021

Got another mission. This time, I had my own group of people. Our outfits were all the same, just simple black thief gear with hints of reds and orange. We were stationed in an almost broken-down hunk of a hotel. The crime rate was abnormally low and the place was well lit, yet subtle things were seen in its decay. Chipped paint, stained walls, holes, ripped rugs, cracks, creaks, and dust. No vents. It had a few staff and it was extremely quiet. Elevators did not work but when I entered them, I could just think of a number and it would go up to it (fellas in the group called this the "boogeyman ability'', whatever that meant). It was quite a busy hotel despite the decay, yet no one roamed the halls, all of them stayed locked in their room. The hallways were long and wide with beams in the middle. Our mission was to find the target, befriend him, spy on him, and steal his thumb ring. Simple. Easy. Nice. Too bad my group was full of rowdy people. There were five of us in total, only one was a woman. She ditched us though, something about the basement. Doesn't matter, I didn't like her in the dream for one reason- she gave me a headache, Don't know if it was her voice or if she was annoying, my head always pulsed with light pain when around her. So that left the three others, all men, not human. They looked like comic book characters from Guardians of the Galaxy but with a mix of dnd. Basically, just weird alien-looking orcs with dark moldy turquoise skin and big-horned teeth, We all stood in the hallway, observing our items of theft. Of course we stole some things, can't help it. I found...my sketchbook, I did not see it as my sketchbook in the dream but I really liked it. I think I was thinking of it as some sort of hidden plan that I could use as blackmail later? Anyways, we were ignoring our current mission, not keeping an eye out for the target. I was trying to get us back on track but one of the space orcs (named him Kenny) took my sketchbook with a loud triumphant laugh. I got fake-mad and chased after him with a woodcutter axe. I laughed and threw insults at him as we ran around the beams in the middle, being loud and goofy. The two others were cheering us on and I turned the other way, crashing into Kenny on the other side of the pillar. Snatching my sketchbook back, I continued to rough house with him, the others joined in and soon an all-out mini-war was now in the hallway. I managed to wiggle my way out so I can get us back on track with the mission, a little annoyed we got distracted to begin with. As the three stood at attention, smiling goofily and bouncing their weapons in their hands, I watched them all get shot in the head from behind. A pillar was behind them with no holes so it made zero sense how they got shot from behind. I checked them (like an inventory thing) and confirmed that they were, in fact, dead. This made me a little sad. And worried. I saw "Mission Failed" across my vision before hearing a couple of taps behind me. Something hit my head, knocking me out. The dream ended at that.