Is this real or fake?

Date: 2/25/2023

I was desperate for money and found myself in a bad part of the city referred to as the slums. I didn't understand just how bad it was until I got there. The people I was with were calm and tense at the same time, a feeling I could not describe as I have never felt it before, but my experience changed in there. Before we got to the slums, I told my friends (who at the time were merely acquaintances) that I need money and I need a lot of it. They offered to cut me into a deal they are doing. This was nice considering I hardly knew them. The money would be laundered, but it would be a grey area on the legal and ethical side of things. I reckoned they would cut me in for about R50k, which was fine as that could easily be explained. I didn't have to do anything as the job was done. I merely had to follow them into the slums to deliver the message and show face. This seemed simple enough, so I agreed. To get into the slums, we had to go through the main gate, which was heavily guarded so that people cannot get out with drugs and weapons. The problem is that the guards do not check for these things on the way in, only out and even if you are clean of both it is not a guarantee that they will let you go. In order to leave, you had to go through "South Gate", the exit leading through the storm drains. This was heavily guarded as well, but by gangsters within the slums. We'll get back to this part again later. I walked faster than they did as I wanted to get out as soon as possible, but I didn't know where to go and they needed to deliver the completion message. Upon realizing that I have to keep up with them, I stood still and waited for them to catch up to me. I only then realized how many people are inside and how many different nationalities live there. I was in awe as I stared out into the courtyard, so much so that my friends had passed me already and I was a bit behind. My day dreaming was suddenly interrupted by the lines "Fok julle Indiese konte" ("Fuck you Indian cunts"). I turned my head to where the voice came from and I was staring right down the barrel of a hand gun. I immediately dropped to the ground and looked up to find the gun still pointing straight and not at me. At this point I already made peace with dying. The man holding the gun opened fire and killed 5 people, including 3 that fell to the ground. He walked away as if nothing happened and the bystanders went about their business. I slowly got up, still in shock, and noticed my friends standing in the distance. They waved at me to come over to them. I slowly stepped ovet the bodies and made my way to them. While I was out there in the slaughter, they delivered the completion message and told the boss I was stuck in the slaughter outside. Thankfully we could now leave this place. As our chances of leaving through the front gate were so slim, we headed toward "South Gate". The people guarding it were not going to just let us leave and even if we jumped the extremely low fence, they would just shoot us and leave us to rot as a warning. All of the guards were white and definitely on drugs, so we didn't do anything too shifty. I figured there would be a bribe involved and I was right, but luckily it was only R700 per person. The unfortunate news was that I was the only one with some money and just enough to cover myself. We figured that money would be better spent to rent a room for the 4 of us and leave in the morning when the job money is in our accounts. It might have bee the shock, but the rest of the night was a blur. I woke up in a single bed that I shared with someone as space was apparently limited. Eager to leave the slums, I immediately checked my bank account and to my relief, we got paid. To my shock, there was now R1.2 million in there. This caused a mild panic as I wasn't sure how I would explain this amount to anyone. I had to deal witht this later because we were leaving again and I was eager to get out of dodge.We headed back to the gate, paid off the guards and left through the storm drains. After getting out on the other side, my one friend tuned into a live stream from inside the slums. There was an argument between two people. It was mid-way, so I wasn't sure what it was about. As I started watching, the one guy(Guy 1) threw a bottle at the other's head and marched off. He was wearing blue jeans and a wife beater and was walking around barefoot. He turned around after a few meters and was met with a bottle in the face that the other guy (Guy 2) threw. Guy 2 was wearing a white t-shirt with black shorts, sneakers and a bandana. He was charging at Guy 1 after throwing that bottle. Guy 1, noticing this, pulled out a heavy handgun and openef fire. You could see the bullets leaving Guy 2's chest as he is being shot. He fell to the ground a few steps before Guy 1's feet. I thought that would be the end of it, but Guy 1 started fighting and shooting the people around him as well anf they didn't even do anything to him. 5 more people died before he was detained. Four people, who I found out as we were watching were part of the biggest gang in the slums, held him down while one of the leaders opened fire with an uzzi into his chest, making a trail all the way down to his groin. He reached into the Guy 1's chest and started pulling it open, basking in the warmth of the blood. To my surprise the blood was black and my first thought was that this was fake. I asked my friend if this was real of fake, but he didn't answer me. I repeated the question multiple times and each time got softer and I woke up with that question in my head.

AI generated interpretation This dream may reflect a fear of becoming involved in criminal activities, as well as a fear of the consequences of making bad decisions. It could also suggest a fear of being in dangerous situations that you have no control over, as well as a fear of being judged or rejected by people you don't know. Additionally, the dream could hint at a feeling of being overwhelmed by the amount of responsibility you have, and feeling like you can't handle it all. It could also suggest a fear of the unknown, and feeling like you don't have the knowledge or experience to succeed in difficult or unfamiliar situations.