Recent dreams containing trance page 5

My dead mother's leg is holding me down on the bed to protect me from leaving the room while a black shadow passes by the entrance to the room.

I, along with specfic others, were told to paint the entire town yellow in preperation for a specific day. To paint the town we didn't have to use brushes or paint we just aimed our hands where we wanted the paint to go and it would paint that place yellow. We were given this power. However i could change the color from yellow to anything i wanted, and at times i could set my finger tips on fire rather that paint with them but i caused no harm to myself.The specfic day had come and i was painting my house amd i saw people in gas masks with axes walk by, at the time i though nothing of it. There was clock but all i knew was it was dark outside and my dad went to the car to grab my phone while i finshed painting. My mom frantically called me inside and rushed me to my room where two of my friends where hinding in my closet. I was extremly confused and my mom then took me to the garage and had me stare through a peep hole where i saw my dad lying face down on the cement of my drive way with an X carved into his head and an axe wound over it, he had been killed. My mom told me today was the day of mass killings and we went back to hide. I however did not want to hide. Something in my head told me today was my day to meet my destiny and i had to strangle ten people but i did not wish to harm people. my friend and i entered a door in my house and we exited onto a random street we were rushing towards my school and went through multiple obstacels and i was fearing for my life. We reached a door of my school and entered quickly, the entrance emitted light and i felt very strange and then i woke up.

My neighbors across the hall from me in my apartment. In my dream they have a baby about 10-15 months old that is addicted to cigarettes. The baby is somehow in my apartment smoking and I'm about to grab her/him to bring him back home. The mother is there, in my living room smirking and lights a cigarette for the baby and gives it to the baby. My apartment has a different layout that what I actually live in. Entrance door leads directly into a small living room. My old bookshelf on the wall looking to the left if you enter the apartment. On the far left wall and the wall across are two old ratty couches. The neighbors still have the bratty daughter that they have in real life, but also have a cat in my dream that tore open the top of my couch on the far left/back wall and likes to sleep inside the couch. I had to force the cat out and grab him while he is hissing and trying to bite me. I took my had to squish the head to keep him from biting me, and threw him across the room where he ran out.

The dream started with me standing at the entrance to a forested park with some friends. When I learned that we were about to partake in a scavenger hunt, I was very excited as I knew this park well and announced that I had done scavenger hunts here before and knew all the good hiding spots. (I use the term "scavenger hunt" because that is what it was called in the dream, even though we didn't have a list to follow and were basically just looking for hidden items, more like an Easter egg hunt.) I started out feeling very confident that I had an advantage and would be able to find everything easily. I looked in all my usual spots but was surprised to find that I wasn't having a lot of luck. I stumbled upon a collection of carefully laid out bones which looked a bit like the remains of a very large bird but the impression in my mind was that they were dinosaur bones. At this point my understanding was that we were hunting for light-coloured rocks so I picked a few out of the bones and put them in a paper bag that I was carrying. Then I noticed another, much smaller, collection of bones nearby which precisely resembled the larger arrangement. Next I got down on my hands and knees to peer inside a hollowed out section of a tree stump and discovered a few more rocks close to the opening to add to my bag. I could see a deeper part of the hollow further back and, mostly unconcerned about insects and cobwebs, I reached my hand into the darkness. Suddenly an animal poked its snout out at me. It took me a minute to realize it was a bear, and then I noticed a small white ceramic bear figurine on a smaller stump nearby. That is when I realized my current strategy of assuming that whoever had done the hiding would have put things in the same spots I would think to look was not going to get me anywhere, and that in fact he had left clues in the form of smaller versions of the things I really needed to look at. The next thing I noticed was a large shrub with two conspicuous cuts on its branches which resembled small tree stumps. Convinced this was another clue, I told everyone in my group that we should look for two tree stumps standing next to one another. At this point I encountered some skeptical resistance to my theory that the hider was leaving small clues for us and it was also starting to get dark so everyone wanted to quit and go home but I eventually convinced them to keep searching. We all looked around for a while until I found two stumps on the backside of a knoll. Again, I got down on my hands and knees and peered through the space between them. I spotted some sparkly things which I retrieved and put in my bag, but I could see that there was much more in the area behind them so I worked on trying to find a way to get there. Around the left hand side of the stumps was a barbed wire fence which I tried to climb over but the barbs proved to be too much of an obstacle so I covered them with a piece of something like paper or cloth. This was still too challenging so I continued further around the enclosure until I found a tiny opening that I could squeeze through. Once inside, the space appeared to be a small corral, fenced or walled in at all sides with a dry, dusty dirt floor and mostly covered with low tree boughs. Here I found many treasures, some out in the open and some located within hidden corridors whose openings were not apparent unless I looked very carefully. There were sea shells, trinket boxes, costume jewellery, carabiners and keychains, crystal and rubber balls, a huge stash of leatherwork that my sister had created, candy, pencil crayons, and long-forgotten toys that I had owned and played with as a child. At one point I discovered a series of three small silver triangles, all linked together in a chain, which were intended to be lined up like a puzzle ring and worn on one's finger. When I found this particular item, somehow I knew that Rob (my soulmate) had left it there as a gift for me. There were so many wonderful things to collect that I ran out of room in my paper bag and was struggling to hold them all in my arms or to decide which things to leave behind. By this point the members of my group had evolved to include several children, plus my sister, who was trying to convince me to hurry up or quit so we could go home before it got too dark. She explained that we needed to divide all the loot up amongst the children and let them choose one by one which items they wanted to keep for themselves, but I argued that it would take too much time because there were so many things that had been found, plus there were nostalgic items from our childhood that she wouldn't want them to take anyway. I said it was better for us to just take everything home with us, sort through and divide it all up as equally as possible and then give each of the children a bag of treasures in the morning. Somehow at this point the dream changed scenes and I was no longer in the forest but standing indoors near a concession stand of some sort. It may have been a coffee counter or a bakery. There were many people lined up for their turn at the register but I didn't want to get to the counter; I was trying to get to the wall of post office boxes behind it. I squeezed my way past the line up and the counter which I had to push out of the way a little, and then opened up the door to my mailbox. Though the opening was small, the space inside was vast, and I could see that there were quite a few letters to collect. Most of them were flyers or envelopes addressed to my workplace but I kept hoping that there would be something fun for me as well, like a hand-written letter from a friend. As I looked around inside the box, I could see that some old letters from years ago had fallen through cracks or lodged themselves in the seams around the edges so I worked on getting those free. I couldn't reach a lot of the envelopes toward the back because the box was so huge, and as I struggled to get them, a person suddenly appeared in the space, presumably having climbed through a large opening at the back. She was about my age, with long dark hair and dark eyes and she began collecting all of the mail that I could not reach and passing it to the front of the compartment for me. She started to talk about her father and how he used to work with me. I said, "Oh, I didn't know I had worked with your dad; I thought your father was the man on TV, the spiritual leader." She explained I was mistaken, but I still couldn't place her actual father in my memory so I asked her for his name. She wasn't sure and said it was one of two names but couldn't remember which. (She said two actual names in the dream but I can't recall now what they were.) I asked, "Well, what is his last name?" and thought she replied, "Mar". I said, "Oh, that's funny, I have a cousin whose middle name is Mar. Is yours spelled the same, or is it M-A-R-R?" She said, "No, not Mar, my name is Guar." "Really, Gwar, like the metal band?", I asked. "No," she said, "G-U-A-R".

I was walking down a hall and I heard a voice on my left saying, "I want you to use a 5 piece kit". I stopped, looked left and seeing no one, I looked straight ahead and I saw an open door. The other room was dark and full of smoke. Directly in the the door way blocking the entrance was a 5 piece drum kit. Five drums in all.

Going in a hospital as an electric technician, the entrance is hard to find and tell you can loose yourself and comes to mental hospital with a girl with a fly face that is following me like a fly

Driving down a road in my old car crossed an overpass and was detoured in the woods to the left due to thick fog there was a garage type building without a roof in faded green letters it said house of horror near the garage door we walked in and in the corner there was an old fashioned ceiling light with a chain I went to pull on the chain and an oriental woman with a partially covered face walked past us. I told you lets get out of here while on the way back to the car an older man handed me three blue paint cans and he said I found these by your car I tripped over the entrance

A tiger sleeping in an entrance

I was in period 4/5 gym playing basketball. Suddenly, seniors who I knew and who had graduated last year started to walk in through the entrance to the gymnasium. They just walked around and left. I felt happy to see my friends but also was questioning why they were even there.

A friend of mine went one of the amusement park and one of the entrance is we walk at the river open carabao wants eat people.