A rampage

Date: 12/19/2018

I dreamed of something simple and non profound, a forest and train tracks. Mortal work and friends. Then I moved almost to a vision within a dream where I was a huge Minotaur on a rampage in a modern building killing many people. I tricked an important man into his own death and then was running from the authorities. When I made it to a room away from those chasing me, I threatened the by standers with death. I was a girl again, with long dark hair. I was unfeeling and had broken glass somewhere to use shards as my weapon. I threatened to kill the three bystanders, two aware one not aware of my presence, if they sold me out. As I went to hide more and more bystanders appeared in the room. One attacked me and I killed her but she just smiled. Another approached me slowly and I realize she is my mirror image. she is smiling and laughing, a knowledge that I am powerless even if I kill her overcomes me. I mentally will her to kill me aware that I am dreaming and I will awaken if I die. She reaches across slowly to slit my throat with the glass and as she does a line appears across her own throat and begins to bleed. I drop to the floor but feel no pain. I tell myself to just allow the warmth to flow from my body and that death is safe. I feel my energy seeping from the wound, no pain just a movement of energy from the body to somewhere else. As it fades to black I begin to awaken to this reality. Other details. The girl who killed me was wearing a yellow sweater. I was wearing gray and black. The shards of glass came from nowhere and were in a pile on the ground. The important man had two protectors who were also fooled. The important man was fooled by his own hubris, believing he was about to be seen publicly and thus enjoying the idea of fame. I escaped just out of sight twice, once on a curved escalator and once heading into the door of the room, the front desk attendant not seeing me because he was asking another woman if she had seen me. The three who I threatened were two women and a man. The man was blonde. When the Minotaur killed the important man there was no blood.