The violent three parter

Date: 5/4/2020

Ok so the first dream I had started in this really nice house that belonged to Ben Wyatt from Parks and Rec and I don’t know why we were there but he kept apologizing and he gave my family a bunch of Mikes Hard Lemonade. My mom gave me two and I was fine but everyone else was clearly hammered. Ben ran into a wall and cracked his head open thus ending the first part. The second one was where my mom took her own car, made me drive Franny(my car), and sent my siblings in a separate taxi. I don’t know where my mom went but we were driving on a moderately busy road where the taxi with my siblings and I were in close enough distance to where I could see them. It kind of looked like an action movie because it kept showing my face in my rear view mirror and doing closeups. But then it flashed to the car with my siblings. Keep in mind my sister was wearing an orange hoodie. In a flash, I saw three cars all crash into each other. My dream then kind of rewound itself and showed the inside of my siblings taxi where the driver was handing my sister a handful of change and trying to merge on the street at the same time without looking. It kept showing that over and over in slow motion until finally it showed the car smashing into two other cars since the taxi driver was not paying attention. After all of the crashing, I pulled over my car to see what happened (I suddenly forgot what car my siblings were in I guess) and I was thinking like “ohh what if my siblings were in this crash?? That would suck” and then I glanced pass the car that my siblings were in and saw a bright orange hoodie in the window of one of the cars. I didn’t realize anything until a little while later. My sister opened the door and her hand was absolutely SHREDDED. Everyone else in the accident was completely fine except for Kayla. The driver said that it’s because of the way that she was holding her change and that if she would’ve held anymore change than she had, she would’ve died instantly. For the final part, I had another assassin dream. I don’t know why I’ve had these but my assassin dreams connect so I remember each dream in the current dream I’m having like a memory. So it starts in some sort of office with gold/wooden walls and a bunch of red carpet. Councilman Dexhart from P&R (I must be watching too much parks and rec) came in to the office to the desk and was talking to the lady that was there. I had no idea what he was saying but he looked suspicious. There was a huge key in a clear box that was hanging from a pole in the ceiling behind him that was gone after he left. Quickly it showed him coming back, putting the key in the box, and wrapping a thick black thread around the key. The dream THEN became a testimony from someone else who was talking to me. So now this dream was looking in the past. When Dexhart walked in and set the key in the box, there was a really pretty lady but also scary looking sitting in a chair wrapped in plastic wrap as if it were a dress. She had pale skin, short black hair and was very supermodel looking. She started talking to Dexhart and said “see what happens when I breathe?” She then took a deep breath and held up her high heel shoe (also in plastic wrap) that had water coming out of poked holes in it. She said “that means I must be pregnant” and Dexhart shook his head, laughed, then walked away as the lady got shot in the knee and died. The dream shifted over to the girl that I was talking to who had bright orange hair, pale skin, she wore a tight purple dress, and stood with a curve in her back. She said that the plastic wrap chick was her sister who got killed and that I needed to be careful. I quickly remembered the LAST assassin dream I had where I got shot from inside my room through a window in my chest and feared for my family. (Don’t know how I didn’t die the last time) so I walked out of my room (the orange haired chick disappeared) and I knew i had to be calm because I thought the snipers were watching me. My plan was to close all the doors in my house and make me and my siblings sit in the hallway in the middle so no one could shoot us through a window. I shut the door to my room, and I went across the hall to shut my bathroom door. When I looked in my shower curtain was pulled up from the bottom and when I paused it moved. I gasped really loud and slammed the door. I knew there was someone in there. I wanted to protect my siblings by locking the guy in so I held the doorknob making them unable to get out. My dumbass didn’t think about the gun thought so they shot me in the chest through the door and i woke up. That’s it.