Dream Journal: 06/07/23

I was the head of a cult/ organ trafficking ring. There was ghosts and the occult, and we could've used ghosts in our work. This guy who looked like Ryan from Super mega helped us find somewhere to work. We raided this older guy's house and made it ours. I mostly stockpiled guns and food while the others worked with trafficking and murder. I was looking for a gun while one of my followers subtly tried to point one at my head. I then found a box of various meats and foodstuffs. There was a camera in our trafficking den . This room of the den looked like it was made of plywood, and had shelves lining the wall. There was one big table in the middle with guns, blood, and supplies on top and various cardboard boxes on the bottom. Our compound was raided and we had to leave the house. Outside was a guy cutting wood. One of my right hand men pointed a gun at him and asked if we should off him. I said no and kept walking. We trekked through a graveyard full of ghosts, and I kept saying sorry to them. This one man said to his girlfriend "we could use these in our work if we went out more." I had many people following me.