Today's dream: I got kidnapped and had to escape
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I don't remember how or when I was kidnapped.
All I know is I ended up in a mansion with hundreds if not thousands of other people just like me. There were rules here. If we didn't follow them, we got beaten up or killed by the people who ran the place. They had heavy guns and there was a lot of good security inside the mansion.
I had two real-life friends with me. One was a bulky chef, the other one is a slim ballerina. The chef is strong and self-confident. He told us one night that we were breaking out. He had a plan and we trusted him, so we followed. He lead us to the roof. I saw that most of the roof was covered by an electric fence.
This part of the roof was too dark to detail, but I didn't see any electric fence. However, looking down, there were about 20 metres or more to climb down. The only handholds and footholds were a set of external black window bars that were all over this side of the wall. I got scared once I saw this. There was no way I would be able to climb so far down without falling. I would try, though, if he insisted.
However, there were sounds at this moment. I looked back and my friends were a few metres away from me, facing about 6 guards. The guards were dressed in black, with helmets and rifles. They were threatening us and ordering us to go back.
On the roof
I don't know what happened here, but we ended up in a roof-garage. My bulky friend was fighting with someone that was not a guard but something above that. It was a man dressed in black but it was not just clothes and kevlar but an armour like an exoskeleton. The helmet was too dark to see the face. There were many shiny parts. They were both very strong, but the armoured man was winning.
He punched my friend around and my friend had no way to hurt him. I was just standing there, like a spectator, feeling weak and powerless. Many times I wished I had the physical strength to step in and bash the man in black on the head when he was thrown down by my friend.
At last, however, my friend slapped the man's gun out of his hand and it fell a few metres close to me. I ran to it. It was not a normal gun but a wide one. It was coloured like steel and very shiny. I pointed it at the man in black and shot many times. A few over his legs, abdomen, chest, but his suit was completely bulletproof. Everything bounced off with sparks. I started shooting at the helmet in despair, then I stopped.
My friend pinned him down and grabbed his helmet. From the neck part of the armour, he pulled hard and shiny chains came out. These chains were as thick as my arm. Just as I saw them, I decided to shoot at them. I pulled the gun close and once I aimed at a part away from my friend's hand, I took my shot. The chain burst at once. I shot at the other one and the helmet was as good as off.
Absurd cognitive shock
My friend pulled it off the man's face and little by little, a face like Evo Morales (a fatty American Indian) started showing. But what surprised me was not the face or the voice but the words that came from it. He said something like "thank you" in Spanish, but among all the words he said, he referred to himself with female pronouns and adjectives ("agradecida" instead of "agradecido").
I was shocked that this bulky man was thanking us for stopping him, making me think that perhaps the suit was also taking control of his thoughts and movements, and that he somehow perceived himself to be a woman. I have nothing against the transgender, but this was a very extreme case due to his size and bear-like aggression. Are there transgender people in the military? After seeing this scene, I imagine it must be a strange sight.
We finally stood and rested in the roof garage. There were no people around us, but we were on the roof. I grabbed my phone and thought of a man whose number I had written down on my phone for some reason. He had been flirting with me and had a race car. I thought now that he could be put to use. I called him and asked him if he was in the area. I referred to the area as "Santos".
Sometimes, in dreams, the character that is supposed to be me becomes a third person for a little while. This was one of those occasions. The whole call was made in English and the "me" in the dream told the man a lot of information that I didn't know. The man agreed to come, but still, there was no way to go down from this roof. We decided to walk toward the entrance.
Going back in
I was sad because walking into the mansion again meant that most of our efforts were wasted. We were going back into the guarded areas, and we even crossed a heavily-guarded entrance toward the front porch. We weren't authorised to be here either. There was a big green patch and there were hundreds of people here.
To the left, I saw a few tents with guards and overseers managing the newcomers. Right at the centre, there was a long chaotic queue with hundreds of people talking loudly and struggling to be kept in line. There were also many guards around the handrailed pathway leading toward the mansion. We walked toward that place.
I don't know where my friends went, but as soon as I realised that they weren't with me, I also noticed the reason why it was forbidden for the "residents" to be here. The entrance was not so heavily guarded. This makes sense because disoriented people who have just been kidnapped or misled are not very aware of the security dynamics of criminal operations. Most of these people had no idea what they were walking into.
Most of the guards were inside the mansion. There were hundreds of soldier-like guards inside, but at the entrance, perhaps they wanted to lead people to believe that this was not such a place but simply a more humane facility.
Blending in
Walking around, I overheard a conversation. There was a businessman telling another one about the mansion's money-making model. It turns out that the more people they have inside, the more tokens they earn. It was a system similar to that of blockchains. He also described other important aspects but I can't remember them right now. There was something about what happened if people left or died and a vague description of the interactions with the government.
I kept walking and tried to look natural. I got to the entrance like this. If I looked lost, they would assume that I was supposed to be in the line and would force me there. But I tried to look like I knew where I was going. I got to the critical point right at the entrance and a young woman that was sitting on a tall chair noticed me.
She was going to ask me where I was going or what I was doing, or maybe she was calling the guards, but I raised my hand to stop her and smiled. I got close to her and asked her about the dragon painted on her shirt. I then looked to the left and mentioned something about another woman near the outer wall, which was covered with vines.
She turned to the left and tried to speak with the woman to ask her something related to what I had said. I was to her right and simply bolted out through the car-sized entrance. I ran a couple of blocks before I realised I had absolutely no idea where I was. There were tall walls everywhere painted white and yellow. The street was completely empty. I still had a small bag with my phone and other belongings.
Finally outside!
I don't know where my friends were or what happened here, but I didn't manage to get anyone to pick me up. I simply ran many blocks, first to the east, then to the south, then to the west. I kept running and feeling helpless. I finally reached civilisation. They were all female. Around 7 schoolgirls and 4 mothers. One of the mothers was dark-skinned and obese. I approached her as she was reaching inside her purse and kindly asked her if she would mind letting me make a call from her phone.
I explained that I didn't have credit in mine and that I needed to contact my parents. She agreed and started taking things out of her purse. She handed me the keys to a Chevrolet Optra, then another set of keys that I couldn't recognise, and another object, before finally taking out her phone to give it to me. When she gave me the keys, I thought she wanted me to drive her car, but luckily I waited.
Finally, I got my mum to pick me up and handed her back her phone. I waited there and my mum did come and picked up my friends, but when I was going to get into the car, she just rode away. I waited for a few minutes and she didn't come back, and there was no one near me to ask for a call. I decided to walk and walk...
A cute encounter
Walking down the street, I was approached by a schoolgirl. I started talking to her but she had an accent in Spanish. I talked to her in English and she also had an accent. I asked her where she was from and she mentioned a Caribbean island. She was very white and her hair was sand-coloured. I asked what language she spoke fluently and she told me that she didn't speak any language fluently.
I was terrified that this was possible.
We kept walking past a couple malls and office buildings until we reached a block with many kiosks and food stands. There were buses there. As I walked behind her, I noticed that her clothes had changed. She didn't have a school uniform anymore (which is a beige shirt and dark-blue pants) but a white shirt and grey yoga pants. She looked back at me and she didn't have the kind cute face that she had before but was instead looking at me with contempt.
I still got on the bus, but I sat near a middle-aged woman who was looking at me with concern. I just stayed there until we got to a stop. I got down and I looked around. I realised I was in the middle of nowhere and that everything that had just happened was absurd. I thought of the girl's change, of how I had left her in the bus even though I seemed to befriend her walking down, and I didn't even remember the mansion event anymore. I was walking down the street and realised that I was in a dream.
Lucid
I looked around at the passing cars. When a white van passed, I pointed at it and thought of turning it to green. It did become green. Then another one passed and it was blue. I wanted to turn it into red or a more different colour. Nothing happened. I got a bit frustrated at my lack of control of the dream.
Then, a bus stopped behind me and Arnold Schwarzenegger got down with a guitar. He started singing a song, repeating the same chords and a little phrase in a folk-like tone.
Go, back, to sleep, Lou
Go back to sleep
(repeated many times)
I was a bit annoyed because right at the moment when I saw Arnold, I knew I had lost control of the dream and that waking up was imminent. When he started singing, I was struggling to stay in control of the dream. My vision was becoming faded. I finally decided to close my eyes and obey Arnold and try to "go to sleep" in the dream, which simply means waking up, and I did immediately wake up.
Was this all in one go? Very strange and exciting dreams. And that token house, mysterious. And Arnold Schwarzenegger on guitar ruining your dream is funny.
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Yeap, sometimes I have really long and intense dreams like this one.
I think that the transgender Evo Morales was triggered by watching Altered Carbon yesterday, where the "abuelita" (grandmother) of a character was brought back to life in the body of a burly, tattooed Russian man.
The token operation reminded me of Steemit. We bring people in so that we can earn more and they don't earn that much most of the time. Of course, we aren't kidnapped or kept here by force, but it could happen. 🤔
Hmm well it is an addiction trap so maybe there's something there hehe ...
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