2019/06/04

## Dream Description

Dream One:

Me (I was running) and a black guy on a bike are being chased on a grassy area by several black old-timey cars full of people who are shooting at us. We are accused of a crime that it is obvious we didn't commit. I get hold of a golf club and begin destroying the cars with super human strength and explosive glory.  I slaughter all the hunters and the only car (it is one of those open tour cars) that is left is full of wives and people who came to watch. I kill all the able bodied men and begin beating the others (not hard enough to be lethal) to make them pay for being so wicked. A gay man with a pot belly and pale weak limbs tries to feebly stop me but begs me to let him live since he had to try or be called a coward. I whack some young woman who complains that my club has some allergy she avoids. I assure her that it is (vegan? gluten free? idk). It is now covered in a clear itch preventative lotion she had rubbed on her shoulders. I continue whacking people for being despicable and sitting idly by while we were hunted. I accidentally run the club against a young boy who's skin is blistered and red. I apologize and tell him that I probably got anti-itch lotion on him. Someone chimes in that they think it's deodorant. I tell him it might be that or maybe a bunch of other things but most likely the itch lotion. He seems to think it helps his blistered skin feel better so he forgives me. I was woken up by my 7pm alarm.

Dream Two:

In my dream I was a federal agent sent undercover into a church or some sort of similar group to bust a suspected sex ring. After gaining their trust I was invited to a closed door session in one of the church's rooms. It was mostly guys but there were a few girls, some underage. After some sort of opening ceremony they began grabbing the girls and tying them up to be raped. From my place sitting under a computer table (the room was quite crowded with men) I drew my pistol that was holstered around my ankle (a hip holster would have been too obvious). I was wearing tennis shoes. I began shooting the men who had gone up first. I shot seven rounds before I had to reload (I remember in my dream thinking this was a small amount but I believe it was a smaller pistol for concealed carry). I prevented any of the girls from being raped. The cops showed up and arrested most of the men (some of the men had no idea what was planned and were roped into it) but no one would look at me. I knew I did the right thing but still felt sickened by the whole thing. How could people be that evil?? I wandered aimlessly through the building and came across Chip [Josh] who was working construction on part of the building and had not heard what happened. He asked me what was wrong and I told him I was sickened by the world and had committed a terrible act. He was very understanding despite not actually knowing what I was referring to. Still no one ever looked at me the same again.

Dream 3:

In this dream I was living in a large fenced compound post-apocalypse. It was rectangular with long eastern and western sides and shorter northern and southern sides. Only the northern plots of land (which were bright, sort of desert-like, and were formerly a junkyard so there were large hanger type buildings and piles of scrap cars) were settled by people and the further south you went the more wild and less up-kept the compound was. There was some sort of animal inside the compound terrorizing the north-western quadrant and me and Daniel [my brother] were attempting to get rid of it. It had destroyed our first vehicle and I had escaped to one of the hangers which I got on the roof of. I was able to shoot it from there and still didn't feel safe so I jumped to the next hanger (southward) which was three buildings on top of each other with ladders on the outside going up. I climbed to the topmost roof and saw the beast chasing Daniel in another SUV he had commandeered. He signaled me to come down and lure the thing away so he could have time to kill it. I climbed down from the top building to the lowest one (despite my sense of vertigo) and jumped back across to the original hanger. I climbed down and attracted the beasts attention. It ran after me and I was able to get into and start some flimsy little hatchback car which I knew would barely protect me from it. I floored it and drifted through the stacks of crushed cars (I thought it was fun and great practice but knew that one small maneuver would be the death of me.

I suppose we got rid of it because the next thing I remember, I was on patrol. I patrolled first along the eastern side going southward. Just south of the inhabited zone was a burned out elementary school which no one wanted to inhabit because a bunch of children had died there. There were more burned out buildings going south until I came to the shaded and lightly wooded south end of the compound. Along the center was what I thought would have been the best place for our graveyard since it was far from our settlement (our current graveyard was taking up close habitable land and was full of white crosses). Patrolling back up the western side I encountered a zombie that must have slipped through the rather un-kept western fence. I killed it and continue until I found another zombie wearing a gold necklace. I killed it and took the necklace (which I remembered thinking I needed to write down in my inventory for the next time I was dreaming lol). I returned back to the southernmost hilly area of the settlement (which wasn't desert-like but had badly trampled grass) to take a shower, necklace still in hand (it was quite hefty despite being rather small links). Daniel and Karlie joined me on my walk towards the showers. The showers were just a plain plank building with plastic tarping that could be pulled to divide off the various areas. I told Daniel that I was going to take some sort of named shower (I forget what I called it). He asked me what that meant and I explained it to him. He said he was just going to change into some clean clothes. I took the second rightmost shower and saw Karlie take the rightmost one and barely close the curtain. Daniel was changing in the entrance area which was just to the left of my shower. I pulled the tarping close and tried to do the same on my right so I wouldn't be tempted to watch Karlie. It didn't work. I saw her showering her perfect curvy body as water glistened on her skin. She looked at me, smiled, and continued showering. I tried to put it out of my mind and started showering but I couldn't continue. I went into her shower and got close up to her. She seemed okay with it so I pulled her in and we began making out. CENSORED. I was vaguely aware of some commotion occurring in the common area but we tried to ignore it until the sheriff opened the tarp and peered in. Karlie hid behind the bench (she had a boyfriend and couldn't be seen cheating) and I leaned over her until my elbows we rested on the bench. The sheriff questioned me and I told him my name was Matt Ryan. "And her?" he chuckled. He had spotted part of her shoulder from behind the bench. I told him this was Danielle Ryan my wife. "Danielle Ryanson is a (some sort of wordplay) you know" he again chuckled. I said I supposed it was. Karlie spoke up from her spot still behind the bench "I never realized haha". The sheriff left and I think I woke up since I don't remember any more.

## Influence

0mg mel

1mg ma earlier