The city of clay

Date: 4/29/2019

I don’t remember much but I remember parts of the last half of the dream. Most of what I remember is this girl was teaching me about how faces really look. And for some reason we had to kill this girl and shit. I didn’t kill her I don’t think, I think she did. But I had to hide her body and find a way to join some royalty school thing. The girls body was in the room next door to mine. For some reason this city was all one giant building with thousands of hallways and doors. So this girl told me to leave the body there before I went on the bus to the school thing so I didn’t look suspicious but somehow I didn’t listen or forgot. And also the body was put into tubber ware and into a cooler/lunchbox. And I carried it with me everywhere. I remember carrying it with me on the bus or whatever and being terrified. And then I met up with the girl and she was pissed that I brought the body and didn’t listen. So apparently the whole school thing went out the window and I just moved into her room. Because the rooms weren’t apartments or houses it was always just a single bedroom. And idk why I dreamt this cause it’s so weird and random but she was decorating and arranging her room and she had this white bed but for some reason she wouldn’t put it flush against the wall. It was super crooked with a huge space between the wall and the bed. I remember it bothering me. And there were also these various shaped silver pieces that were somehow decoration and I was arranging on the bed frame. We left the cooler in the middle of the floor. I remember her dad came in the room and didn’t even seem phased that some random girl just moved in there. I remember that there was SO much more but the more I type the more I forget. I do remember right before I woke up though the strange ending. This girl was like people’s faces aren’t what they seem. And I was seeing everything like super super detailed and these faces looked almost like masks looked out of clay. And everyone’s looked like that except mine and hers. And she instructed me to make a mask of my face that was without any imperfections out of clay and forced me to wear it. Everyone in this dream was like super beautiful, not a single freckle or blemish. But if you looked closely all their faces were made out of clay or puddy. Oddly, the last thing I remember dreaming because I was starting to wake up I think was Brian (my boyfriend) eating a kit kat in the bed next to me in real life but when I looked closely the kit kat was also made out of clay. And then I woke up for real.