Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 3/23/2021
By randybobandy
I was on vacation somewhere tropical with my family. I spent a lot of time swimming in the ocean which was completely clear. There was beautiful colorful coral. There were lots of cacti underwater too. My grandma, who passed away irl, and grandpa eventually came down too and I was excited for them to join us. I wanted to bring them to this cool spot, I think it was a zoo. But you had to swim for like 15-20 minutes to get there. My grandma was like “I don’t have a swimsuit.” I thought it was a dumb excuse so I tried to think of another way. One of the zoo employees was nearby and I tried to ask her about us getting over there. She was extremely rude and told me my grandpa was too old and we were not allowed. They didn’t seem interested anyway. My grandpa then took me and my brother Andrew and was gonna bring us somewhere else. We arrived at this large square building called the State Bar. There were a lot of people outside and lingering around. As we circled the building I saw that it actually said State Bar Examiner, and I realized it was where all dead bodies get brought to be examined and for cause of death to be determined. My grandpa led us into a cave that had other tourist attractions inside. There was a huge theater inside that had no seats, only standing room. Before we went in, my grandpa told us that years ago, he was there with his best friend, but as soon as they walked into the theater, the friend started acting weird and disoriented, then dropped to the floor. It had made a commotion and everyone was confused and concerned. He had started convulsing. An on-site nurse had come to see what was wrong but the friend died within minutes. It was a mysterious tragedy. Apparently the management of the place never tried looking into what killed his otherwise healthy friend. My grandpa was never the same after that incident. He took us into the theater. As soon as I walked in I started feeling incredibly dizzy and nauseous and my vision was blurry. “Do you feel disoriented at all?” I asked my brother Andrew. He shook his head. Grandpa noticed that a woman was there too and she was the nurse that checked on his friend. Suddenly he stabbed me with a needle and injected something into my left arm. I became incapacitated and fell to the floor. He stabbed my brother Andrew as well and he fell to the floor. My grandpa told the nurse that if she figures out what’s wrong with us she could save our lives. Apparently we were afflicted with the same thing his friend had been afflicted with and if the nurse solved it it would also explain his friend’s death. The nurse panicked and had no idea what to do. I felt myself convulsing and knew I would soon die. I remember seeing on my left arm the spot where he stabbed me, he had done it on a spot where I had a tattoo and there was now blood on my tattoo and a tiny hole. My grandpa came over and made me drink some substance out of a tiny bottle cap. The substance had the consistency of apple sauce. He made me take half of it and I was almost instantly revived, it was an antidote. The other half was for my brother Andrew but it accidentally spilled out of the cap onto a notebook that was open on the floor and it disappeared by soaking completely into the paper.