Date: 5/24/2020
By UniqueStarque
I'm in my old bedroom and someone, a stranger, forces me to leave my home, get in my car, and drive her somewhere. We drive though my neighborhood (a bunch of houses built close together, not like the one I live in). As we drive by, I see that each and every house has been kicked in, every door left open, and every family slaughtered, blood and bodies everywhere inside the houses. I realize this stranger forcing me to drive her somewhere had gone through each house on the street, one by one, until she had gotten to my house. Itβs surprising that the same didn't happen to me. Driving now on the highway, something happened in the car, a distraction maybe, that caused my foot to press on the accelerator and I ended up passing to the left of a car in the fast lane through the shoulder, totally illegal. I get pulled over and get a ticket. I need to drive home now because I'm no longer allowed to drive that car. Once we get home. She tells me I need to get another vehicle, but I explain I can no longer use mine, the only option is my momβs but its herβs and I can use it. (The rest of the dream is fuzzy)... I'm now in my room, feeling uneasy, as if I had done something wrong, but looking back it was all forced upon me but the murderous women. Yet I still feel guilt. End.