Work Hotel & Tattoos

Date: 4/15/2016

There was this old fashioned hotel which almost looked like it was out of the medieval era. It seemed to be a work conference or meeting but for an overnight stay. I was having a lengthy personal conversation with Elena just outside sitting down on a park bench. After some time she left to go to sleep. I made my way to the bar to meet Josh. We had a quick chat about what to drink, I mentioned baileys but the bartender told us she just closed up for the night. As I headed to our rooms to go to sleep I could hear a loud ruckus coming from the main entertainment area. I checked it out and there was Elena and Matt standing below holding up their hands trying to convince the crowd of something however they continued to yell and shout from the higher balconies throwing things surrounding them except Matt didn't look like Matt at all though. He has shoulder length light brown/blonde hair and hippie glasses and not to mention a completely different face. They were pointing at their phones and notebooks which had notes and drawings. I couldn't make sense of any of it and tried to help out. I as got involved I flashed back to home like the work trip was over. At home I went to take the trash out in just my shorts. Quite a few neighbours were out the front. As I looked down I was covered in tattoos. I went back inside and bluntly told mum as she walked past "got some tattoos" Julia came down to have a look also. The tattoos were horrible. The only ones I can remember were the flaming bird on my stomach (of centred), some kind of large writing on my thigh which was already faded as I mentioned to Julia that one was done a while ago and lastly a strange blue blotch covering my left forearm which went all the way up to half of my hand. It looked almost painted on with its think white outline peeling off.