Competition and a little bit of horror??

Date: 5/21/2019

I dreamt I was in this big competition with the kids from my human geography class. The goal was win in court but it was also to advance as a whole into the next rooms. My team did well but the judge showed obvious favoritism and instead of a jury there was just a judge. Irl in drama we’ve been practicing fake cuts, and for some reason I had to do some of those on my arm, then I had to actually cut open my arm and place a hook jnside. The process had a specific name but I don’t remember what it was Eventually we got out, the owner of the foundation for the competition was about to award the winner when I reminded everyone that there were now two hooks inside the flap of my arm and that I didn’t know how to get them out. The guy reach in and pulled them out. I remember it hurting a lot. Next he gave someone in my class a light blue hoodie wither the logo of the company emblazoned on the upper right corner on the front,. It was a weird eagle with light blue flames. Then he dropped “50,000” dollars into mine and someone else’s hands. I say that with air quotes because they were almost all 100 dollar vouchers for different things. I was transported to this discount department store that was a weird mix between Dillard’s and dollar tree with my family while I went through my winnings and discovered they were all vouchers. I specifically remember the movie voucher for 100 dollars worth of movies. I got home and a bunch of stuff in odd jars was in a large glass case (like you’d see at a jewelry store) at the foot of my bed. My friend and I messed around with it, then I put on some chapstick from it that made your mouth glow. I couldn’t figure out why it went away, and ran into my parents room to ask how and saw they were watching my favorite movie without me while doing *things* I ran out mortified and still indignant that I’d been running around with a pair of hooks inside my arm and then saw my best friend was hanging in my room waiting for me. We were texting in the group chat with my other best friends but it was like we were all talking out loud. He said he couldn’t deal with one of our friends texting him and asking “what are we” in reference to their friendship. I told him he had to communicate better. I was transported back to the house where the competition was held and had to go and play dark souls there- I’ve never played before. I had to put another hook in and out my arm and damn I need to remember what the process was called When I left my little brother was in the pool that was suddenly out front along with the rest of my grade. My parents couldn’t find him at first but we saw him and said it was time to go. Then my alarm went off and I woke up. *EDIT* The process of cutting open your arm and placing a hook was called John Doe Warwicking.