Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 1/1/2019
By AJacobs
In the previous part of the dream, I was just having sex with an agent sent to capture me for escaping from a prison where inmates had to fight each other to the death. This happened in the previous dream (which was adult). I don’t remember how the previous one ended exactly. It might have been when my alarm woke me up and I went back to sleep. Regardless, the scene and environment of the dream ended, but the idea of the messed up bloodthirsty dystopian government was still there. This time, the world seemed to revolve around playing this tabletop game. I was playing it with a group of people. I think we were on a skyscraper and moving up the boards/tables one by one with like ten or so per room before you would go higher. There weren’t that many people there. Brendan was explaining things, and then this team of three gaming jocks essentially (all age twenty or under, they were geeks with weird baseball caps and etc.), and maybe a couple of others. Note: I use the term jocks to show they were jerks and elitists at the game essentially, nothing to do with athletic ability. I lost at some point and was supposed to turn myself in or something. I didn’t, which annoyed my opponent (possibly the lowest of the three ‘jocks’). Later there was some kind of championship to get to. This was a dystopian world now seeing as the outside was largely a barren desert. The top team (of three people), who I had just lost to in the skyscraper had state sponsored transportation that was supposed to get them there first. I recall hearing a narrator or news commentator talk about it saying it would take three days to reach the final stadium/gaming place. It was expected there would be a Mad Max type race to get there in this open barren desert. I recall starting out from this giant industrial looking train station. I had a duffle bag and maybe a backpack on too. I ran up and climbed this massive train thing knowing I only had limited time before it started moving. The sides I ran up were unrealistic, and it was intense. So the train itself seemed to be at least fifteen feet high when running up them and about six feet wide. There were three of them next to each other which would all start moving at basically the same time. The incline of the rear end seemed to be like sixty degrees at least that I managed to run/climb up. At the top I swung my duffel onto the top and pulled myself up using the handlebars that seemed to be there. I looked back down and to look back for and see Sarah and Hannah. Momentarily the trains started to move and we were immediately up to a fast speed. The train eventually stopped and I ended up on the platform behind another three giant trains (it was divets in the floor/not on the platform that the train tracks actually were, and the tracks were all straight). I ran up one of these too. The process of boarding a third train also occurred. On the boarding of the third train, I almost didn’t make it. I reached near the top and stopped. A guy in yellow atop the train pulled up my duffel bag so I could then grab hold of the railing and pull myself up. Blah blah blah Time Skip Blah blah blah I ended up at the stadium place before anyone else, even that all-star team. I was in this corporate/government building. The president walks out of a room near where I am. He is a young man probably in his thirties and is wearing a black suit. He either frowned at me or paid me no mind. Soon after, the trio of jock gamers arrive. They stare hatefully at me. The president welcomes them in. I don’t remember if anything else happens. My memory of the dream is over. Especially in this second half of the dream I think I am forgetting a bunch of it. Which is funny because normally I forget the first half. But today, the first half was about fighting while the second half was about a board game… essentially…