Recent dreams containing warehouse page 3

This is the 4th time I've had a re-occuring setting inside a dream. Even though it was the same place every time, different things happened within each dream. The setting is my workplace, only it is not. My workplace is a warehouse set in a metropolitan area that looks of a neon, brightly colored downtown area. It doesn't look as intense as Las Vegas; more of a New York with neon signs feel. The majority of the dream is spent inside of a mall; connected to my work. I have now been here 4 times in four different dreams so I am starting to know my way around it. Every time my dream starts I am running to work but I have plenty of time to get there. The reason I'm being so rushed is to go to this bar before I start work. The bar is like a luxurious hotel bar, complete with a golden awning and load and unloading area in the very back of the mall. The place is very fancy, from the inside out. It's very beautiful and fairly busy, along with the entire setting of the mall. For the fourth time now I've gone there to sneak two beers in before I start my shift. They make you buy tickets and you turn in those tickets to get glasses of whatever you want. I usually get a dark red IPA there. Every time I've had this dream, I've met this girl there that was very friendly to me. She'd engage in most of the conversation, she would approach me instead of the other way around, and we'd talk until I had to leave. She's very beautiful but she's also imperfect. She doesn't look like a model or a celebrity that's too attractive to obtain but she instead has a homely, yet very attractive look. Blonde, petite, and most of her facial features looks to be of European decent. This time around she came up and talked to me yet again. She also have evening bar attire on that fits the atmosphere of the bar even though it is always in the morning. She had a friend of hers with her this time that I never met previously until this dream. Unlike real life, she wasn't very judgmental or condescending to me like most girls are when there friends are approached by men. She seemed just as bubbly and happy to be around me as the girl I kept meeting. By the end of it, we went outside and it was fairly cold out, way too cold for what there were wearing. This is where I finally got the nerve to get her number. My phone isn't a smartphone so it takes awhile to enter somebody's number. She and her friend patiently waited even though it took a long time until I entered her number. Her area code was either 625 or 652...I looked these up and they do not exist. Aside from that, this was also the first time I found out her name, which was just as weird as the area code. Her name was Lythmia. Upon looking up that name, that seems to be some weird connection to Thor and Loki and I am not familiar with those in the slightest. The other spelling it could be, Lithmia, is a medical condition where too much acid is being developed in the blood. I don't know what that could mean.

I once had this reoccurring dream that I would have about twice a month. The setting of the dream was in some warehouse or manufacturing factory. In this factory there were belts that were elevated and looked kind of like smooth escalators. No in the dreams I was always challenged to climb these conveyor belts to the top, the trick is they were moving down as I was trying to move up. This wouldn’t be that much of a problem because they didn’t move that fast maybe a little slower than a walking pace, except gravity felt like it was four to five times its natural strength. It took all I had to not collapse to the ground not to mention walking to be super difficult. Now there was not villain or person chasing me but some man always shrouded challenging me to ascend the conveyor belt. I would try and try and try but I have to this day never once made it to the top.

Was at a house and the cops came a young man was selling drugs there was a little white girl that I picked up and ran away with along with another woman to another house and ended up in a warehouse full of clothes while the guy that was helping me was masturbating behind the clothes

Was at a house and the cops came a kid was selling drugs there was a little white girl that I picked up and ran away with along with another woman to another house and ended up in a warehouse full of clothes while the guy that was helping me was masturbating behind the clothes

Was at a house and the cops came a kid was selling pills there was a little white girl that I picked up and ran away with along with another woman to another house and ended up in a warehouse full of clothes while the guy that was helping me was masturbating behind the clothes

Was at a house that got raided a kid was selling pills there was a little white girl that I picked up and ran away with along with another woman to another house and ended up in a warehouse full of clothes while the guy that was helping me was masturbating behind the clothes

Was at a house that got raided a kid was selling pills there was a little blond girl that I picked up and ran away with along with another woman to another house and ended up in a warehouse full of clothes while the guy that was helping me was masturbating behind the clothes

Warehouse

I went to go visit one of my old coworkers at my old job and when I saw my old boss. She was happy to see me because I had apparently visited before and already apologized and she had forgiven me. She wanted to give me a tour of her warehouse and show me what she was up to since I had left. The first thing I noticed was there were about 20 people working in the back. She excitedly told me that she had found enough work for her packers to do (which in essence is what I was) and was showing some of the new stuff that she was selling. I then had the chance to talk to some of the employees that I already knew (cousins and people I knew from high school). One of my cousins told me he was working in marketing and another told me that she was a packer assistant. It worried me that there was enough people working there that she had to find work for her packers to do and that her packers had assistants. I then went to a work party and there was over 50 people there.

I was at my work, which is a daycare and I went to go get something out of the arts and crafts room. But when I went into the room it was completely dark and for some reason I just realized I wasn't in the arts and crafts room even thought clearly opened the door for the arts and crafts room. Then all of the sudden I heard a little girls voice saying " you're not suppose to be here." But I didn't see her. Somehow I knew what this girl looked like in my mind though. So I walk out of the room and I'm no longer in the daycare. I'm in this dark hallway that looks like maybe it belongs in an abandoned warehouse or maybe some sort of old abandoned underground building. I start walking down this hallway and all of the sudden I'm in my aunts house. Then the lights go out and it's completely dark except for a little moonlight coming through the windows. I started screaming at the top of my lungs because somehow I knew something was about to come out and hurt me and for some reason I just knew it was going to be that little girl. Then I woke up.