Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 9/23/2017
By seascarlet
This was an interesting one. Last night I dreamt I had been sentenced to two years in prison for crimes I didn't remember and was only vaguely aware of. I was devastated and relieved to wake up (I just woke up into another dream though, and so on.) The next day, I was going about my business and suddenly hallucinated a clue to my imprisonment. Before my eyes I saw two friends plotting some sort of theft or other crime. I felt it was important and I was involved somehow. They might have been doing it for noble reasons, or maybe not so much. It was hard to tell. When I went to sleep again that night (still within the dream), I was back in prison continuing my sentence. It was awful and I wanted to escape. It was co-ed and they put a dying man to bed right next to me. He was sick and bleeding and I was afraid he was going to die next to me in the night. Awake again, during the day another hallucination as a clue. This time I hallucinated books that weren't really on a shelf. Their titles together seemed to tell a story of crime and imprisonment. Back to sleep that night, I dreamt out more of my prison sentence. This time Jeff was imprisoned with me. We could hardly ever see each other, but he protected me from having to sleep next to the dying man. He proved to the guards that the man was in fact already dead before I was forced to sleep in there. Next day, I told a friend about the dreams and hallucinations just as I was seeing one. An old friend we'd shared and a newer one he didn't know were jumping a nearby fence and running away, trying not to get caught. I knew again that I was somehow involved. More clues like suddenly calling my cat Pipp instead of Pipkin, and then learning that the word meant something to do with being targeted by the government. Asleep again, Jeff and I were trying to escape prison. We knew if we got caught we'd be stuck in there forever.