foot full of glass

Date: 7/1/2025

i dreamt i was in some aparement that somewhat reminded me of clementines apartment in Stray. i was with another young lady and we went up to my apartment. it was lit with only candles and had quite the ambiance. a women came knocking on the door. she reminded me a lot of kelly from DCC. she was middle aged with a similar haircut and a vibe like she was powerful and domineering. she kept knocking and i didn’t want to let her in. the other girl was like no you must let her in. open it or i will. the girl was calm and seemed nice but to me she felt brainwashed. i didn’t want this women in my apartment. i opened it. she immediately had such a bad vibe. i was afraid of her, she instantly felt like her word went and i knew not to go against her. she said to go up into my bed. my bed was up a ladder next to the door. i sat there. and instantly all this glass shattered. i looked at my foot in the darkness under the light of candles and saw it was full of glass chunks. the glass was thick and sat in it like rocks basically. it seemed to be composed of beer glasses and only the logos stuck. but they were shrunk down the size of pennie’s somehow. so both feet were just covered especially my right one with about 20-30 pieces. my left foot i noticed first and this had more of like normal pieces of glass from a cup stuck. i began pulling them out. it hurt and i bled as i removed them. i felt panicky that the other two seemed to want me hurt in a way. the girl helped me a bit to pull some pieces out but she didn’t suggest to call someone or anything. she spoke with the middle aged women on the floor below the bed and i couldn’t understand them. i removed most pieces form the right and i got carefully down from the bed only using one foot virtually. as the other was still full of my glass logos. very colourful it was. i managed to creep out the front door. and i began trying to run while barely using my right foot. i knew they’d come after me. i was outside now and it was daylight. i’m running down some street where the houses are pretty close together. i see a big garage where a middle aged fella with a beer gut and grimy clothes is working on a truck. he really fit the mechanic vibe. i ran in and said you gotta help me. but he seemed to be in cahoots somehow with this kelly lady a bit. like he wanted to help kind of but didn’t wanna not be good good with the other “adults” in the area. he was a bit shifty. i think he said he’d pull the glass out and put alcohol on it atleast though. but it felt like some kind of conspiracy.