Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 9/25/2017
By itsliz
I guess it all starts with the dream having me and my mom being taken to a train station from traveling from somewhere to somewhere. My mom wanted to be proactive and told me to grab the bags while she grabbed the tickets to get us to our destination, but I think she was PISSED at me for some fight we had before the dream started. To the point she was possibly going to leave without me. I got the bags and went outside to the outside of the train station to where the loafing docks are for tour buses that would apparently be the only way out and toward our destination. My mom was already on a bus about to leave. The bus was red and two-decked. On the sides there were openings that could've been open doors on the second deck. There was a little floor leading to the second floor of the bus. My mom went on but then came off and I panicked a little since the buses were leaving and were full. They did leave as she came over and sat down looking about ready to cry. "They said I can only use this ticket once, and that I only get one ticket per plane ticket. I used it getting on the bus, thinking they'd wait, but they didn't and I had to get off for you!" she explained, almost making it sound as if she blames me but I know she mostly doesn't since she doesn't want to think it's her fault we have to spend more money to leave. "Alright, it's fine, it's fine. I'll call Zury and try to figure out what to do at the ticket office," I tell her as I take her phone since she'd been texting Zury earlier and I thought she'd be more quick to reply if she saw it was mom. Thankfully it was true and Zury answered when I called. I explained the situation and she said she'd work on finding a ticket and to let her know ASAP what happens when I go to the ticket office. So I got there, leaving my mom with the luggage. I wait in line and eventually find out they're maybe 6€ for another ticket and I'm ecstatic even though it's a long wait that I don't think the dream actually said how long. I go to tell my mom but turn around to ask another question and go back into the building. I guess my mom drops out and instead I'm traveling with Mika, my friend with me now in Ireland and she's on a horse with the girl I just talked to. I jog after them as they go through an archway and ask what's going on. "I asked if they had horses and if I could ride and they surprisingly said yes!" Mika answers. "I'm sure there's another horse for you." I follow thinking there are as we go into a somewhat small open field in the back but it's extremely dark and hard to see anything. Somehow I know the more we walk in circles, the more it implies we go deep into a forest of some sort. The girl apologizes as I'm getting impatient and explains, just as a sister-coworker of hers peeks over a wall, that they weren't going to give me a horse because they'd heard wolves last night which spooked the last horse available and they didn't want to give me that horse for that reason, which made me angry and frustrated since I wanted to ride a horse and was angry with Mika for being able to. There was nothing to be done and so we keep going and around a small bend we see a very dark and large figure. The girl says, "Of course instead we see a cougar." It turns around and sprints at us and attacks me instead since I'm the only one without a horse. It latches onto my arm, but it's teeth seem only to clamp onto the baggy part of my long sleeve and not my actual arm. It won't let go but gets hit with a large wooden beater and runs off. i must've been nicked because I'm bleeding a bit and we go back to the ticket office and to the basement. We go through some glass doors to what looked like a "main" room in the basement that looked like a break room for employees. They push aside a table to the wall and sit me down and I was apparently being led by 2 guys. 1 guy goes to grab the first-aid while the other mans the desk that allows people into the room. I'm waiting patiently and all the sudden I have now been traveling with my brother and he's there, possibly scared over me having been bitten. I'm starting to imagine the ways I could've hurt the cougar so it didn't bite me that seem realistic but then I stop my daydreaming in the dream because I start to feel queasy in my stomach and attribute it to the germs from the cougar's mouth since it bit me. I turn to say we need an ambulance but the guy getting the first-aid suddenly calls attention to my brother who's turned pale, sweating, and then he collapses. I scream at the other guy to get an ambulance for real this time as the guy puts my brother's head on his lap. I stand up, wondering what to do and my brother starts shaking like he's having a seizure and his eyes roll up. I'm panicked and terrified and then my brother starts throwing up so the guy turns him onto his side, but it's just bile my brother throws up which panics me. He sits up and stands and it's not helping, my brother looking worse as he throws up again, only this time the bile is getting black chunks into it and I'm realizing my brother is dying in this strange basement and I'm not trying to help. I get on my knees, repulsed by the vomit but I have to console my brother. He's barfing again and I go in for a hug to tell him I love him since I think he'll throw up to death, but then I wake up crying.