Like I’m Not There

Date: 7/24/2023

Hunter, my sibling, and I were wandering around some parking lot in the dark. It was surrounded by forest, and there was an unlit, one-story building nearby. We had supposedly been coming out of it and were walking back to Hunter’s vehicle. We made it back, and hopped in. He had a darkly colored Jeep, unlike his car in real life. I hopped in the seat behind the driver’s, and my sibling was in behind the passenger’s seat. It was unusual that we were in each other’s spot. Hunter got into the front passenger’s side for some reason. We assumed silence and went on our phones, doing whatever we pleased for a good thirty minutes or so. After some time, I looked up from my phone as I heard moaning noises. For some reason, Hunter was masturbating. It was like he didn’t even know we were there. I peeked at his schlong for a moment, watching his hand go up and down. Mere seconds later, my consciousness came back to me, and I left the car to give him some privacy. I realized my sibling was still in there, and I wondered if they had their earbuds in or if they weren’t actually there (in a mental way, I’m not sure as dreams are usually weird). I walked around a bit, somewhat pacing as I waited. There was nothing to do in the dark. I was a little nervous no one would hear me if I needed help.