Invasive Needle Psychic Tap, Punks

Date: 4/14/2021

At some point or another I was on a public playground, so we'll just say this all takes place here. Just me and one other adult, no one else around. It seemed I was allowing this other man to take a needle, attached to a string that became a rope, and stick it around my eye and up into my forehead. I saw the needle go next to my eye and up (third person, close-up of eye) as he lifted my eyelid. He was very careful not to let the needle scrape or puncture anything as he got it to go above my skull, yet under all layers of skin, subcutaneous fat, muscle etc. He somehow worked the needle up until I felt it at the top of my head. I remember being fearful of it hurting and the incredibly strange, very real sensation of that needle below my skin. But I trusted him.. ? He was dressed well, not unattractive... clearly professional. The man than held the thread somewhat taut, without pulling the needle back out in the slightest. He did this gently again and again and anytime the string got tight these visions would flash in my mind. He tried to explain it. How the string was related to what I was seeing or how it was causing it but I dont remember. Then, somehow, I fell off the playground. In midair, I saw the other man panic. He was still holding the string in his hand and if he continued to, it would have gone too tight and ripped the needle out of my head one way or another before I touched the ground. I had the time, clearly somewhat distorted, to tell him to let go. He did. I lay in the woodchips at the bottom of the playground. We reset under the playground this time rather than at the second story. He wanted to try to stick the needle in my anus this time. I woke up (From nap later in the day, less strange) I was walking up my street to my apartment at night. Saw a group of 3 or 4 guys, of various ages from teen to young adult, in front of me. Some on skateboards some on bikes, all fasioned like typical punk rockers. Dark clothes, piercings, tatts, boots, etc. They seemed to be having a very interesting discussion and I moved closer to hear, and hopefully join. They noticed me and moved more quickly. I was only walking, but now I thought Id make it even more obvious I was trying to be involved and I ran with them. Started to pretend to make it a race to get a laugh, but they took this seriously and most of them zoomed off. One stayed behind and came after me. I attempted to tell him I was only kidding, but he was fuming. Just as he got up to me he frantically asked me if I had heard about the woman he saw die. I wouldn't know about that, I told him. He just started to explain when my phone rang, I asked him if he could hold on a moment. I really wanted to hear the story. But the phone ring was a noise in "real" life, of course, and it woke me up