Getting assassinated in Walmart

Date: 8/28/2018

These people were chasing me, and I knew they were trying to kill me. The main guy leading the group had a grisly beard and tattoos across his knuckles but I forget what they spelled. I dashed through this computer lab at a college, which wasn’t the one I went to irl (or any building from rl), but it WAS one I’ve dreamt of before. Some people are a little confused by my scrambling around, but I ignore the stares and snatch up every pair of scissors I come across. I lift my hand to the bump on the back of my neck. A tracker. It doesn’t matter how well I plan my route, they’ll always be able to find me. One of the dude’s henchmen, who is a teenage kid, comes at me around a corner, and I fight him off. I come across another girl or two but somehow I get by and out of the building. Then I’m in a Walmart (I swear y’all what is with my subconscious and Walmart??????) I’ve lost my scissors now—at least one is still sitting in the gut of one of the teenage kids who’d come after me in the college. All I have now is a plastic knife in each hand. It’s not much, but it’s something. I know they’ll be here soon. I grit my teeth and work at digging the tracker out of my neck with the plastic knife. It hurts like hell and I’m just digging around and it’s not coming out. There’s blood everywhere but people just look at me in horror and then move on with their shopping. I see the assassins come in and fan out to the rest of the store. The tracker must have a little bit of a delay if they don’t know right where I am. I give up with the tracker. I go to the produce section. I hide behind the grapes. One of the teenage kids spots me and runs at me, yelling for the others. I grin, baring my bloodied teeth, he has an “oh shit” moment, and then I just start wailing on him full force with my bloodied plastic knives. It’s pretty evenly matched, despite him having real knives, but after a minute one of my knives snaps and I’m left with one. The lead evil dude with the knuckles comes over and is like all pissed that I beat up his incompetent kid so he shoves the kid out of the way to do it himself. I scream and hurl myself at him just like I’d done before, and just started gnawing at his arm with the stubby teeth of the knife. He digs some sort of knives into my side and it feels like claws just tearing into my abdomen. I look up and his face is now my ex-boyfriend’s. He tells me, “You’ll never be able to leave me.” I grit my teeth and bark back, “Then you’ll die.” Then I hack at his arm until it is this gruesome, mutilated, gaping hole covered in hot red blood. Woke up disturbed 😞

AI generated interpretation This dream appears to be a metaphor for a situation in your waking life where you are feeling trapped, helpless and unable to escape a difficult situation. The attackers in your dream are symbolic of a person or an issue in your life that you feel is out of your control and that is causing you distress and anxiety. The teenage kid could represent a younger or less experienced version of yourself that is struggling to deal with the situation. The lead attacker with the tattoos and grisly beard could represent a powerful, intimidating force or person. The Walmart could be symbolic of a feeling of being overwhelmed and powerless, as Walmart is often associated with large crowds and chaos. The plastic knives in your dream may be a symbol of your lack of power and resources to fight back in this situation. The tracker in the back of your neck could be a metaphor for being monitored and controlled, and the bloodied teeth could symbolize your determination and resilience in the face of adversity. Ultimately, the dream ends with you fighting back and overcoming the attackers, symbolizing a sense of empowerment and strength in overcoming this situation in your life.