Sync

Date: 5/23/2018

I dreamed that I was living in some society with a king on a literal throne above everyone else, and there were four or five bodies scattered around. At first a cleanup crew went to get it, but then, to make a statement, the King declared the bodies should not be cleaned and instead be left out to fester. Then everyone did this ritual dance with it, and one person was out of sync. I realized upon looking closer that he was being physically held up between two people and unconscious so the guards took him away for not participating. I was freaking out because I couldn’t match up with everyone as they were going down the line dancing with the corpses so I kept moving farther and farther down trying to outrun the wave. But then a guard saw me and yelled at me for not putting in my best effort, he said to be wary because the killers were among us and those who were out of sync were suspects. So I tried to keep up but felt myself being a little off, then went to hide in the bathroom. I came outside and somehow I was in the same universe but a different time. I’m not sure if it was much before or much after, but it was the first time after living for years in a post-apocalyptic wasteland that everyone was given access to the center city which remained untouched. People were gorging themselves on food, and I was as well, but in the back of my mind I was thinking that it was all spoiled, all rotting. But we were so hungry. I took a hot pocket out of the refrigerator and it was somehow mostly ice from being frozen and refrozen so many times. I forgot the rest of it but the chopping off of heads happened