A Voice

Date: 2/25/2022

I was in doing a presentation. I don't know what class I was in. I was presenting with a partner. She was very odd and tiny as hell. She wore pink top to bottom. Pink beret, pink top, enormous pink fur coat, pink skirt and boots. We were presenting some kind of fabric but it looked like a dry sheet (also, it was pink). The sheet was supposed to become more transparent with heat. My partner demonstrated by holding the sheet firmly across her face. It looked like she was suffocating herself. Then the sheet slowly became more transparent and everyone could see the discomfort on her face. Once that was over, I sat down but she disappeared. The class was lengthy. At some point, the teacher called me out for being distracted. He took my phone, which I wasn't using. Then I noticed my chair was gone. At the end of my table there was a guy kicking an empty chair away. I thought he was discarding mine. So I yanked his chair underneath him and sat on it without a word. A few guys saw this and got upset. I guess they were friends of his. I couldn't understand them, but they weren't speaking English (no one did). But I knew it meant trouble for me. I was surely gonna get fucked up by these goons after class. Then some other random guy leans over to me and says he knows a hitman. He shows me an ad for the "Assassin Sevice" which was $600k. I didn't have time to tell him off cuz one of the goons comes up to me talking a lot of non-sense. I was distracted by his cardigan which was covered in cat fur. The assassin-solicitor interrupts him and asks if he has pets. I almost laughed because I guess he saw the fur and wondered the same thing. All I remember next was being in a music class. It was a very brown room. Everything was made of wood, painted brown, or both. The teacher, Lauren, was fluent in English so I confided in her about my situation. She locks the door and I tell her everything. When I tried to leave, the door wouldn't unlock. Lauren says it's fine and goes to grab something that'll "help". She goes into the storage room which was dark and I hear a struggle followed by a scream. I get a horrible, eerie feeling and I call out for Lauren over and over but she's not answering. I go into the dark storage room and voice/feeling tells me to run. So rush back to out and see the exit wide open. I run out into the halls, calling out for Lauren and then I hear the voice again. This time it was just repeating "who has been sad". I look behind me and there was a large bald man chasing me. The voice gets louder but I wasn't "sad", I was terrified and trying to flee. I assumed I needed to be brave so I confronted the guy. I was only acting tough but it totally intimidated the guy. He made a complete 180° The whole dream changed after that. Last thing I remember was being in a hospital. There was a guy in bed recovering from a slashed throat, and the man chasing me was sitting beside him.