Date: 12/13/2021
By Fitful
My mother lived in this dank dark place with my little brother. I'd moved away from her long long ago, but I came back to try and help. This place was like a lean to more than a building. It was on a warf, in a residential area that was really really nice. Green green grass, pretty happy people. But the part she was in, was a lie. It was a secret version of reality, a film underneath, where it was dim and decay. The place she lived in was infested with bugs and rodents. It was always dark inside and she and my brother slept on mattresses on the ground. The bugs ate them all night. I brought them food, but it was dodgy if they got to eat it. The bugs and rodents ate everything. They seemed to expect it and slept a lot. I tried to watch over my little brother. Stay with him occasionally and protect him. But the bugs were scary. They attacked if you did anything to them, swarms of hornets and ladies bugs and who knows what else. They got in my throat, coated my face. I couldn't get them off, and I couldn't breath or even close my mouth, else I'd eat them. I had to wake up to escape that. They were vicious. I tried to save my brother. Convince my mother to let him go. Let him leave her, live with someone else. A nice family who'd take care of him. But every time she'd agree, at the last minute she'd back out and take him back. She also refused to leave. To get better. To get out of the horrid place she was in. She had nothing, the 'house' such as it was, was basically empty. Just the mattress and a few things in the kitchen. And the bugs and rodents and darkness. I didn't know why she stayed. Later, much later in the dream I'm elsewhere and call on my mother for some red power, like a huge ley line running across the world. She answers, and her secret power is revealed. She's actually powerful and well enough to save herself and her son. And me. But she just chose not to. She chose to live like that. ~ In a later dream I'm become a different person. I am a professional, I rescue people on a large scale, like they're cargo. Its a good job. I make money at it. And I use bat power. Like bat wings come out of a head, like ears, and that's mine, my power. It's good and it works for me. And I rescue others.