Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 11/27/2017
By AazureaatheE
The dream starts as I'm running through a dimly lit corridor reminiscent of a basement within a large industrial factory. Along with three other individuals, I'm fully clothed in what appeared to be some sort of military combat armor, and we're all armed with automatic combat rifles. we continue running before we catch a glimpse of a woman walking up some stairs and through a doorway. One of my comrades gives us confirmation that she's the daughter of an American drug-lord and that we need to apprehend her ASAP. We continue pursuing the woman through the factory before we arrive at at a T-shaped hallway. We dispatch two armed guards before I approach the woman. I ordered her to put her hands up and surrender, however, she paid me no mind and kept walking. I thought it important to note that the woman was only wearing a black tank top and black panties, she had jaw length red hair and blue eyes. I pulled out a ranged taser device and shot the woman with it. It didn't seem to phase her, though she became agitated and started advancing towards me. I take out a handgun and attempt to shoot her in the leg to immobilize her. My shots hit, but she just shakes them off as if they were nothing. she swiped her arm outwards and hit me in the chest, sending me flying backwards into the corridor wall. One of the armed guards sprung back to life and attempted to strangle my only remaining comrade, the others having randomly disappeared. The woman was still advancing on me, so I shot her several times in the head with my handgun. This seemed to stun her for a moment, long enough that I could crawl to my comrade and shoot the reanimated guard. Like the woman, he was extremely resilient. I shot him directly in the nose several times before he died. The woman resumed her course towards me, she grabbed me by the neck with both hands and began strangling me. In response, I begin strangling her, after a moment I throw her against the wall, then pin her to the ground. She continues to resist my strangling and begins punching my face furiously. In a desperate attempt to subdue her, I begin slamming her head into the ground. This goes on for a brief time before she finally gives up and passes out. All of my comrades have suddenly returned, one helps me to my feet as the others place the girl in specialized restraints. I radio in to an unknown party that the target has been secured, and to send in a helicopter for pickup. We begin to escort the girl out and the dream fades to black. In the next segment of the dream, I vaguely remember two short intervals: In the first, myself, my girlfriend, and her family are all riding on a very antique looking train, through a snowy forest. I remember taking pictures of the trees as we passed by. My girlfriend's sister asks if I know how to weave sticks and branches for an unknown purpose. I tell her no, to which she inquires "Didn't they teach you that in the Marines?" I again reply with no. In the second sequence, I see a very brief vision of a man falling through the sky with an undeployed parachute attached to him. He has a look of concern on his face. He falls into a dark thunderhead cloud and the dream ends.