Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 1/1/2017
By diablo88
I dreamt that one of the famous professors I know died, and that another professor (whom I remembered in real life for being a micromanager) was holding a funeral. We were in a theatre, and people were asked to go on stage and say a word or two about the professor. I was sitting next to a professor I had during undergrad (saw a post for her on fb last night). I went on stage to say how that professor was misunderstood during his life, and found that there were already a bunch of friends on the stage singing. Then another scene takes place, and I find a colleague telling me about experiments they are starting to run on campuses throughout the country. The secretly pass electricity through the brains of students during lectures to get them to feel pain and pleasure (they had a poster explaining this). I was shown one of the classrooms they use to run those experiences from above. It looked like a library more than a classroom. I was the in a lab. I entered a room to say hi to a female researcher and I found her bent; I couldn't see her body, but it was implied that she was naked, and getting a biopsy in her private area. I quickly turned my head, and she laughed. She then got dressed (gray shiny blouse, white lab coat), and made a joke about me never forgetting what I saw. I found her cute (blonde, hair in a pony tail), and I found myself attracted to her, in a boyish way. I don't remember the context, but as she was leaving I remembered that I had a CAN of tuna in my closet (true in real life) that I wanted to give her. I couldn't find her, but I reached a corner and had a feeling that something lived there. I looked, and there eras a pile of trash under a staircase (looks like the staircase in my building), and a smear on the wall. I opened the CAN and left it there, and walked away to watch what happens. A cat came out, and started eating from the can. It looked at me, and I saw that it had no... lips. It's jaw was exposed, and it looked like it was born that way. It looked at me and didn't seem agitated or anything, but I was still afraid of it. I felt that it could hurt me while still remaining calm.