Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 11/13/2016
By alilacsky
I think it started out with Stephen. We were snapchatting. He was hungover. He sent me some text on a black background, but then there were two that were not black. One was of him, but it was blurred as if he were walking somewhere and it was bright, like a grocery store. The next snapchat was of a ladder in a shower. My shower. I asked him why there was a ladder in my shower, and all he responded was that couldn't i see that he was trying to sleep? So I let him sleep, didn't respond. Scene change. It looks to be in an apocalyptic state, but I am in a house with other people. We are hiding out there bc there are some bad guys coming for us. I remember that we could hear them coming, so we, the ones in the kitchen, hid in the cupboards since most if them were empty anyway. I hid under the sink with two other people, a girl and a guy. The men walked in, looked around and started walking towards the othet rooms. But the girl who was under the sink with me started eating carrots. The men heard the crunch, cane back and found us. They took us to the living room area and sat us on the couch. In total, they found about 7 of us. (Side note: at one point I was watching porn but i don't remember when exactly.) I think the guy who was with me under the sink was J.T. but I don't remember the face of the person. While we were waiting on the couch, I got up and moved to the corner of the brown plush and suede feeling sectional couch. It was empty and it was right next to the guy who was with me under the sink. He looked at me weird as I sat by him. I told him that I just needed to be near him. His touch and his nearness made me feel safer. There was an armrest between us, but he put his hand in front of it so that i could reach ti hold his hand, and that way the people in front of us would block what we were doing. One of the main men came back into the room, and instinctively, I held JT's fingers tighter. His look told me everything would be okay. The man looked at all of us, but didn't say anything. A woman walked in with a pixie haircut. She said something about not being able to find something or someone. Scene changes again. I'm walking back to campus, from where I don't know. I have my backpack, wearing my boots, jeans, black faux leather jacket, and a t-shirt. I am walking on I-96 but the thing is that everyone else is too. There are no cars but at one point everyone starts running. I run with them, and the awesome thing is that I don't run out of breath. I try asking one of the guys why we are running, but I receive no answer. I get off at what I thought was my exit, but really my exit was the next one. I start walking along the road, but when I start to realize where I am, I cut across some side streets and backyards. I come across a man who is spray painting a fence and wall. I watch him as he does so, then he looks at me and gives me a sly smile. I start to continue on my way when I notice a body. Needless to say, i called 911 and the police arrived. They recognized the spray painting as a known murderer in the area and questioned why I just watched him. I ended up figuring out that the sherrif knew who the murderer was but wanted to put the blame on someone else. I was that someone else and therefore I became wanted. Scene change agian. I am back on campus. It's around Thanksgiving time, and I sign up to cater a wedding on campus and sign up to work at Wege. I ended up working over what I signed up for. Also, Mr. Michaud was working as a caterer there too.