Date: 1/19/2019
By Wickwoman
I dreamed I was in some kind of apocalyptic scenario with my ex, Chris, and my dog Trevor. We were trying to escape a city. There was a war or something. There were many buildings and alleys. My ex took Trevor and was going to chain him up somewhere to keep him safe but Trevor disappeared. Then I was trying to find him and I couldn’t. I was very upset. I told my ex I would kill him if he didn’t give Trevor back. He presented me with a little pug who’s fur was died to look like Trevor. At first I thought it was him. I was so relieved. Then I realized his face was all wrong. I told Chris how terrible he had lied and I had gotten so excited and now I felt so terrible. Chris then told me I had to work for the government because I had some kind of computer skills which wasn’t made clear in the dream. I was going to be a “fabricant” in “fabrication.” In this dream that meant like being in a communist country or something. Not like just having a government job. Chris was basically forcing me to do this. I think there was some thought of escaping.