A congregation has gathered in an underground facility. They are hidden away from a plague or a threat that is endangering humanity.
The leader tells his followers
"We must weed out those that would put us in danger"
Three little girls in the crowd come into view. They were born from parents outside the congregation. They were dragged out of the room.
I am one of the girls apparently.
I am dragged into a doctors office. The doctor came in, eyeing me like I'm something to dissect. I tried to keep cool and act friendly.
He brought out this tool that seems like a cross of a really long pair of scissors and... two rocks that looks like they could crush whatever sat between them. Like my head.
He started cutting my hair.
Me: Ah so I'm getting my hair but now? Well I suppose it's about time hahaha!
He put my head between the two rock like tools. If I don't do anything I fear I might literally lose my head.
I swiftly drag that rock tool away from my head and lean towards the doctor, cupping his face with both hands.
"You know, I really really do like you. I think you're cute."
The doctor falls back on the patient bed behind him. Aaaand apparently the doctor is a kid now? I don't remember when he changed so whatever. He's still a dangerous person though.
Doctor: Cute? Is that even a good thing
Me: oh not to worry, when I say cute I meant that I really like to look at you! Looking at you makes me feel really happy!
He's all squirming and blushing like a maiden now. Somehow I feel that the danger has been averted.
Another staff member comes in. The doctor and staff interact and suddenly the doctor is now a hamster. He seemed shocked and I felt that apparently the staff member was not supposed to see that.
I think I made some light hearted comments about him being a were-hamster or something but he didn't seem to like being called a hamster. Hamster is a demeaning term for him.
A kitten walks in and starts playing with him. They're both almost the same size. So I guess he's a rat instead of a hamster? Idk.
The other staff member went towards the window and looked outside. I looked outside the window too, and down at the balcony.
Turns out there's a whole swarm of rats covering the balcony. This turned into some shocking, plot twist kinda scene.
There have been mysterious deaths in the facility and everyone suspected them as murders but no! The rats caused them! They polluted the food and water and Everyone died from poisoning!
The coworker stared at hamster doctor. It was all because of him! he thought.
Suddenly rats swarmed the room, it was like a tsunami of rats just bursting through every opening, as if the place has just been thrown underwater. And the rats are water.
There's only one way to escape, the window. It's the only opening the rats aren't entering from. The two is us climb out and the coworker immediately leaves the area.
Hamster doctor, now a man in a lab suit again, opts to sit in front of his desk and draw stuff.
Me, from outside the window, standing on some box so rats can't bite my feet: Why aren't you leaving?
He doesn't respond.
I decide to hang around and try to chit chat like hey what are you drawing and all, maybe he has a reason for staying behind that hopefully isn't wanting to die via mauled by a swarm of rats. He is a weremouse after all.
I eventually decide to leave and jump into the forest.
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POV change: the dead father of the little refugee girl (which is me this whole dream, the girl that is), ponders in his grave. It was his and her mother's death that brought her to the underground facility.
He is filled with regrets, wondering what will happen to his lil girl in the harsh world out there without him and her mother around to care for her.
A vision came to him. Suddenly he's in front of his daughters wedding. She and another guy are embracing, looking at each other with adoration. They both also seem quite old, their faces showing wrinkles and stuff.
I kinda assumed the girl married doc rat when they're both in their 40s or whatever but hey dream logic.
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