Date: 11/2/2025
By bluefox247
Only references to violence but nothing that descriptive My dream turned into a Freida McFadden book and I’ve been playing Ace Attorney games a lot so murder was bound to be a theme but it’s definitely was also a Freida McFadden book plot because of the new movie coming out (when I saw the trailer irl I thought well if Colleen Hoover can get books made into movies then Freida McFadden should be able to as well. Also I think of Freida McFadden books as junk food lit: you have it when you need a quick fix but there’s no lasting nutrition there lol). In the ‘ book’ style dream, women who were old friends went to like a summer house to spend the summer together and 3 of us I guess were lesbian or partially gay but two of us dated and then 1 other got jealous and murderous and started murdering people but then 2 other girls also were like hired to take most of us out (I guess their secret career took precedence over friendships) but in the end all of us because now witnesses shouldn’t be left alive (I was a witness…) and so I get away out a fence and then two more fences and it feels like I’m a fairy in pixie hollow as I get away because I run or fly low really fast and although I am scared of all the guns and the dead bodies that got shot I was not worried that much about getting away like it was easy to get away. Later when I arrive at the diner/gas station area and meet some trustworthy friends I actually compare what was happening at the summer house to demonic entities which is funny because I mean, no shit, but now that I’m awake I’m just reminded of how much demonic stuff is in culture because of Halloween and murder mystery movies and stuff lol which I love horror but I hate slasher style movies (my dream at the summer house was definitely a slasher style movie) partly because I think they’re sorta boring and one-note horror but also because they always just make me depressed. But yeah when asked why I left I was like “Because it was demonic af and I don’t wanna hang out with people who hang out with demons” as if it’s not enough to just say “They were murdering everyone!” xD I went through meadows and rivers and lakes and only about 3 fences and maybe some stone walls i climbed or flew over so there was a lot of barriers for the murderers to be able to even catch up. I was long gone into the city. I met up with people I knew here, and also E. for some reason… Which was great. I ran into three kids that were there but we made signals to them that they couldn’t act like they recognized me because we were in a public place and I had to keep my identity hidden so that no trail could be questioned about where I was if the assassins were still tracking me down. The kids basically looked like Im. but younger and they were my niecES because she was a triplet in the dream. B was there as a grandma figure but she apparently had Alzheimers but I explained that it was probably just temporary amnesia from PTSD because of what just happened. For some reason she also got away and was witness to what happened but I still didn’t trust anyone either so I was also a bit PTSD ish I was sitting with E. at a table in a diner and we were just hanging out while waiting for everything to chill out. I was kind of in hiding. I wore a pink shirt (my old pink alien shirt in the garage…) over a sweater to hide my old clothing but I think by now I took the sweater completely off and properly switched shirts entirely. I had a posterity calculator in this dream and it was probably named just like that in the dream but I did some sort of calculation with sperm and eggs and I saw what was predicted to happen if me and him started trying to have kids and I laughed because it showed 5 kids as a result and I made a joke to him bc I guess we were dating, do you wanna have 5 kids? And he didn’t seem against it but he definitely was not ready, like me, and I was like yeah my limit is 4…. and then I waited a minute and was like “well technically my limit is zero….” And I think that probably just carried over because of slight baby fever I have because of wanting to have a fictional man’s babies *cough* Miles Edgeworth* cough