Date: 7/28/2023
By briannagio
I’m at some sort of a health foundation event. I believe it’s being in Pop-Pop’s honor because my entire family is here in our same outfits from his funeral. There are celebrity guests attending the event as well and I have seemingly befriended one of them—a petite, brunette woman (possibly Emilia Clarke)… Later the same day, we are at an afterparty in a large two-story house. I’m walking downstairs when I see Pop-Pop walk in. I don’t think it’s real at first but then everyone around me begins to notice him too. I run up to hug him and begin sobbing. I tell him that I hope he knows how much I love him and that I am so sorry if I didn’t make it clear to him while he was alive. He hugs me tight and tells me that he knows. I reassure him that I’ve never cared about the fact that he isn’t my grandfather by blood and that that’s truly never affected the way I see him as my family, to which he cries a little (my dad recently told me that he had been concerned about that when I was born)… Now I’m looking through the tabloid pictures from the event and all of them seem to be me and Emilia Clarke. The dress I’m wearing suddenly looks different from the one that I wore to the funeral in real life—it now has an open back, which shows a blue lace bra that I’m wearing underneath. Samantha Vargas shows up to the afterparty and I found out that she’s part of a sex trafficking scheme. I become convinced that I’m the one that will need to put a stop to it, but I’m afraid that if someone on the inside finds out that I’m trying to, I will get shot. I try to think of someone who might be able to help me. In the meantime, I find one of Samantha’s belongings on the floor. I go to pick it up and the second I touch it, it goes up in flames. I assume that the item was some kind of a hidden weapon for her to set the house on fire with later. I stick it in my pocket to keep as evidence for when I go to the police. I’m still worried that the cops won’t take me seriously. I also worry that the object will set my pocket on fire.