It was much longer and detailed but because I am only writing this down in the evening I can only remember the ending:
I was always under the impression that my close acquaintance, or semi-friend I suppose, L, was proper rich from the stuff that I have been hearing about her and because she once rented an entire football club house for her birthday party. In the dream after some plot happening I think I ended up following some guy to her house. It was basically a dimly lit, small, one-hall mall with a fountain statue on a patch of grass in the middle – that's how big and posh it was. While there was some argument happening between the guy and L, I was looking around and noticed that there was an entire supermarket built in. It was some non-existent popular brand in the dream.
So I was laughing my arse off on the floor because this was just so ridiculous and comically rich! Meanwhile L started crying. I often saw her do that back when she was still at my school for various reasons, always some silly teenage drama. I did not interfere though because I was not really close friends with this guy and group of people that were around her.
Something happens and I am walking to the entrance of this place and see it's crowded with a mass of people trying to get in. There was a party I think? I see how there is a girl who kind of looks like Enid from Wednesday the show (not at all) who was a rebel, protesting against the guy from before, I assume, and I was on her side presumably. After trying to figure my way through the crowd talking to someone, the group of rebels declares a strike, as I see a wall of people run from the hall towards us and we run back at them. I run along and come directly towards the girl as we both raise our hands to defend ourselves, well at least I because I wasn't too sure how to react. Our hands clasp together and she holds onto them as she starts to smile and runs out away towards the exit, pulling me away with her and I laugh with her getting out of there.
I'm sure this girl was fueled by the girl from Isle Of Dogs which I recently rewatched with my sweetheart who also rebelled against the higher powers by building up a group of resistance.
Me and her laughed as we were outside the place now with the loud crowd behind her as I said something but terribly stuttered and she laughed and said it was cute. She pulled me along towards the elevator to get out of there where two other girls were already standing and as we entered I saw that these two girls seemed to be rebels as well as they stood in a row with a proud stance chanting something with the masses, but we all wanted to get out of there so it felt like a comfortable female space.
We were all giggling and talking, as suddenly out of the speaker in the top corner sparks started coming out of and the female voice which was announcing the floor was getting distorted. Of course it could not have gone all so smoothly. The elevator was moving and we were all waiting until it would stop and we were mentally preparing to being stuck in here. As we all were standing in each corner, my girl across of me sat down on the floor slowly and we all did the same thing, with anxiety waiting until it would stop and hope it would not fall down. The light went out next but the elevator kept moving, feelingly upwards. I move to my girl to see her better for I can barely see anything in this pitch darkness or to tell her something and we throw a few words amongst the whole elevator as suddenly everyone goes silent and very faintly can I see their eyes reflecting light and looking at me. I look at all of them worried and ask what's up with an awkward chuckle, getting verily creeped out. I remember that earlier the group of L had pointed out my makeup so I wonder whether maybe my highlighter glows in the dark or something! One of the girls on the other end says "wait" as she crawls up to me and grabs my face, but at the same time I felt I was getting choked by my throat. She was all up in my face looking directly into me while it was silent and I could barely distinguish anything in the darkness getting minimally illuminated by some faintly greenish light. The last thing I remember is her face straight in front of me.
I wake up not moving a muscle and being spooked out, just lying there for a bit and wanting to hide under my blanket, however like a minute after my morning alarm rings, so hey what a coincidence!
Comments
Displaying 0 of 0 comments ( View all | Add Comment )