Dreams

Three -- Movies

M had a box full of things she likes in a modern reverse Underground Railroad. L, M, and I were watching a movie when someone behind us did something to the seats and stopped the movie, trapping all of the women in their seats. We got up before the seats trapped us and ran out, almost not in time.

We got out of the room, but not the theater itself. We ran down a very dark hallway, occasionally crunching glowing white... things... beneath our feet. All the while people were speaking to us calmly, telling us that we'd never escape. We heard someone start chasing us, then the hallway got bright in one small spot and we stopped, turning left to the bathroom.

I took a few steps ahead and stomped on what appeared to be an upside down glowing nacho box that you'd buy to eat during the movie. Then I looked up into another very dark room that was roped off and felt someone staring back. My body darted into the bathroom, going into the stall where L and M were already opening the box.

The box had flower rings, hair clips, papers, even perfume. So basically whatever M had put in the box was important to her. M got a text from an agent named Cecil. The text read 'So what does that mean?' M texted back 'That we're going swimming.'

I don't know what she meant, but M was moving on to something else. I looked through her rings and hair clips, finding all kinds of things that interested me. Then we heard banging and squealing of wheels as something was being carted into the bathroom. M quietly closed the box and hugged it to her chest. We all crouched as L pulled out her invisibility cloak and draped it over us so we'd be covered. The guy who'd made such a racket appeared to be a janitor making sure everyone had left. Eventually, he got to our stall, which was at the very back.

He tried opening the door, which we had locked, and my heart beats quickened their pace. The janitor sighed, and I presumed bathroom stalls 'locked themselves' a lot. He opened the door and peeked inside. Finding nothing of interest, he walked on. M L and I all slouched down further, silently sighing in happiness. When the janitor had left, we sat there for a minute longer, making sure we were safe. Then we got up and lunged for the opening that led outside.

Still wearing the invisibility cloak, we creeped back down the hallway, avoiding the trash I'd stomped on, taking away its glow, that was strewn over the floor. We made it to the front door, but we had to make sure no one saw us. We looked around for cameras and people. Finding nothing, we barely opened the door enough for one person and slid through. We made it! But we hadn't.

There was still the task of getting home. (My dream stopped here)

Also this is author from the future and WOW this was wack bro. What's wrong with me lmao