Abduction

Date: 8/23/2018

What a strange dream. Usually there are people I know in my dreams but there were none in this one. It is very sequential, like a story. During parts of it I realized I was dreaming, so I was lucid but the dream continued on with me “watching”. It is almost as though my consciousness was split. I was in and somewhat out of the dream. I am at a large department store in the men’s department buying clothing for my husband. I am looking at very fine suede shoes when an extremely dark, tall and handsome man with a distinct middle eastern appearance comes up to me and starts talking to me in a friendly way about the articles I am looking at first. He starts getting more and more hostile about the fact that I am not wearing a burka. I tell him that I am just passing by and returning to the USA right after I do the shopping (it is never mentioned what middle eastern country I am at). I get more and more afraid as the man continues to follow me and talk to me in a more hostile tone. Eventually we pass by a door and he pulls me into a dark stairwell and covers me with a blanket. The next time I can see anything I am outside wearing an improvised burka with other women about to get on a boat. It is nighttime. A tall, thin woman dressed in black, with her head covered directs the operation. She keeps me close to her because I am “valuable”. We get in the boat and cross the sea at night and I am petrified. Finally we get to our destination. There is a very narrow door and stairs and everything is white washed but dirty and we all go up with a lot of trouble and pushing each other to a very large room. The room is full of women wearing abayas and burkas and men keeping watch. The tall, skinny woman in black keeps me next to her and makes sure I eat and drink. My hair is covered by a handkerchief and I am wrapped in a blanket. The other women laugh at me and the men tease me. I am thinking that my husband was waiting for me in the airport and now he has no idea of what happened to me and would not even know where to look for me. I am afraid I am going to be executed. A tall blonde man in military uniform (dirty) comes in. Everybody defers to him. The skinny woman in black takes me to him. She tells him “here she is”. He looks at me and smiles and keeps on watching me and says “she knows what I need her to know”. I am placed in a bus with a few of the other women. I keep on wanting to through myself in front of the bus but the other women restrain me. We are in a very seedy part of town and it is dark. We are taken to a warehouse where I am supposed to supervise them in setting up an office and an assembly line. I know how to do these things. I am wearing a burka made of black lace. The women still make fun of me but do as I tell them. When they get too annoying the blonde man comes in through a side door and yells at them; he looks at me very intensely. We don’t talk to each other directly but there is an understanding between us (not romantic) but of something that we need to accomplish together. It is the reason why I was abducted. There is something in this man I recognize and defer to but he really does not remind me of anybody I know.