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I was inside a mall I know, the Dimond Mall specifically, but everything was exaggerated in every single way. Everything was more colorful, it seemed a lot more active than it usually is in real life, and it almost seems a little more retro, like how it used to be in the past. When I walked in, the Safeway/grocery store of the area (which is no longer there) was selling only candy. People in costumes were buying this candy, but it looked like everyone was in the same exact costume. Kind of a mix between a bunny and a jack-o-lantern. Oh, and some had straw coming out, like a scarecrow. I remember one guy who appeared like he worked there had long black hair and he was fixated on me. Totally looked like a "chick" trap from Thailand, though not in costume per say. Just really feminine face for a guy and I think he was trying to get my attention with something on my shirt. I don't recall what was on my shirt. Anyway, I continue on and I see this performance going on. Although it has no audience whatsoever. Wait, I remember a mother and a daughter watching, but that was it. There were young children singing, almost in like a Holiday Christmas type vibe. They all had uniforms on that kind of look like the kid on the Pilot Bread Cracker box and a big TV recording their performance. Most of what I saw was just them singing, but it also seems like a stage across from them had some older kids acting out a scene. I remember that the only way to pass through this performance was by going through the orchestra seat chairs. Each chair had a violin tucked under the leg of each chair and looked like they belonged to others that were not present or playing in the concert. I remember that every violin was white chocolate dipped cookie creme Oreo colored. And of course I weave through all of them just fine until the very last one, which I trip over. I didn't break the violin (at first) when I sat in the chair closest to it and started to correct what I had did. There seemed to be an orchestra teacher in the empty row in front of me. She didn't seem terribly mad at me, and I remember wanting to leave the impression on her that I knew what I was doing. The small violin had a name on it, first and last written on its side. I can't really remember the name but I definitely saw a full name there. I think the first one was either Kevin or Derek. Every time I would try and put the violin in a resting position the teacher she would object to how I had it and made me try again. She blurted out two names of my incorrect positioning. Only one of them I remember, "The Dead Draenei" wtf So I try and make all of this right by putting it exactly as the others. I noticed the violin had five strings (it traditionally has four) and two of them on the left just broke from me handling it. I couldn't remember how to re-string instruments as my teacher in school had always done it for me so I was *****ed. After giving up, I put it back in place and went about my way. It was at this point I remember I needed some certain somethings for my apartment. I went into several stores, and every one had my friend Jason working at each one. Except he looked thinner and older. He also laughed at everything I did around the stores he worked in. Eventually I scored this really small wheeled footstool in one of the stores. It was really low to the ground and I started using it as a skateboard around the mall. I was coming up to some steps in a very particular hallway in the mall that is shaped like it was in real life. There are only four or so steps there. Stacey and I think Kayla (Could have been Krista) were walking next to each other going the opposite way. Either way, they're all *****s. So I squat down low and jump up and over the steps. The footstool thing stuck to my knee and I was able to ollie up over them and land on the footstool and keep going. Stacey looked back and shouted, "Nice!" I replied, "Ain't nothing" and kept rolling over to my destination. The place I went to used to be a type of toy store. In real life, it seems like a cursed spot in the mall. It's always changing into something else, somewhat annually. I forget what it currently is now. In my dream, it was an electronics store like Best Buy or Gamestop, though it looked more of the toy store it used to be. And yes, Jason worked there. So I do this weird behind the leg hackey sack kick to the stool and it shoots out from under my foot and lands face up halfway into a small box next to the front entrance. Jason laughed at me. It was really too smooth. So at this point, the mall was threatening to close. I remember searching fast for what I wanted. Something to do with Wolverine or whatever? The X-Men, I really wasn't sure...just that I vividly knew the cover and thought it was a video game. I panicked as the store was closing and looking hard for this game. Nothing looked like what I wanted. After searching slow and thoroughly and not finding it, I go to the book section directly next to it, and I see a hardback that looks exactly what I'm searching for, but I dismiss it saying, "Nah, it cannot be a book." I remember around here I saw two people I knew and one that was made up. Devin from my high school days whom I still keep in touch with, and Luke from work who recently divorced and left Alaska. The third guy was a totally made up guy was this stocky short but really muscular dude, who to my knowledge doesn't exist in real life. He looked really windburned, having very red and blotchy/bumpy skin that you normally get when you're fair skinned and have worked out. He also at first had some kind of breathing receptacle on over his mouth, which kinda reminded me of Bane but it seemed more box-type cylinder-esque, like a gas mask. Devin and Luke were talking to each other. They don't know each other as far as I know. They saw me and made mention of what I was looking for. I really don't remember what they said, but Luke tried to get my attention to catch up. Instead, I chime into their conversation with a reply that I also really don't remember, but it had like a self-pitiful tone to it. That's when the made-up guy takes the mask off and he says, "Well, can't blame the hot ones for how ugly they are." After that, I placed him as Alissa's ex (though he doesn't really exist IRL) and I knew who he was talking about, and what he meant by it. I followed him out of the store and was trying to regain his attention. Saying "Hey, you're Mike right? You dated Alissa before me?" He spun around while still walking forward and gave me this big handshake, but continued walking. I follow him and I'm getting this friendly brotherly vibe about him and after what he said, I wanted to acquaint myself better. I call him Mike again and he says, "Actually it's Matt." Which makes sense, I always *****ing mistake those two names for each other. Before I know it, he's gone, Devin's gone, Luke's gone, Jason's gone, and I'm outside the store and it's all locked up. I go to retrieve my footstool skateboard and somebody had already taken it to go put it back. Epic fail. That's when I realized I wasn't looking for any *****ing X-Men game. I needed a USB to micro USB cord so I can recharge my prepaid drug dealer flip phone and Tablet in my apartment. Fuck. And I wake up.
2018-01-31 20:13:39
Weird dream under Blood Moon 1/31/18 I was inside a mall I know, the Dimond Mall specifically, but everything was exaggerated in every single way. Everything was more colorful, it seemed a lot more active than it usually is in real life, and it almost seems a little more retro, like how it used to be in the past. When I walked in, the Safeway/grocery store of the area (which is no longer there) was selling only candy. People in costumes were buying this candy, but it looked like everyone was in the same exact costume. Kind of a mix between a bunny and a jack-o-lantern. Oh, and some had straw coming out, like a scarecrow. I remember one guy who appeared like he worked there had long black hair and he was fixated on me. Totally looked like a "chick" trap from Thailand, though not in costume per say. Just really feminine face for a guy and I think he was trying to get my attention with something on my shirt. I don't recall what was on my shirt. Anyway, I continue on and I see this performance going on. Although it has no audience whatsoever. Wait, I remember a mother and a daughter watching, but that was it. There were young children singing, almost in like a Holiday Christmas type vibe. They all had uniforms on that kind of look like the kid on the Pilot Bread Cracker box and a big TV recording their performance. Most of what I saw was just them singing, but it also seems like a stage across from them had some older kids acting out a scene. I remember that the only way to pass through this performance was by going through the orchestra seat chairs. Each chair had a violin tucked under the leg of each chair and looked like they belonged to others that were not present or playing in the concert. I remember that every violin was white chocolate dipped cookie creme Oreo colored. And of course I weave through all of them just fine until the very last one, which I trip over. I didn't break the violin (at first) when I sat in the chair closest to it and started to correct what I had did. There seemed to be an orchestra teacher in the empty row in front of me. She didn't seem terribly mad at me, and I remember wanting to leave the impression on her that I knew what I was doing. The small violin had a name on it, first and last written on its side. I can't really remember the name but I definitely saw a full name there. I think the first one was either Kevin or Derek. Every time I would try and put the violin in a resting position the teacher she would object to how I had it and made me try again. She blurted out two names of my incorrect positioning. Only one of them I remember, "The Dead Draenei" wtf So I try and make all of this right by putting it exactly as the others. I noticed the violin had five strings (it traditionally has four) and two of them on the left just broke from me handling it. I couldn't remember how to re-string instruments as my teacher in school had always done it for me so I was *****ed. After giving up, I put it back in place and went about my way. It was at this point I remember I needed some certain somethings for my apartment. I went into several stores, and every one had my friend Jason working at each one. Except he looked thinner and older. He also laughed at everything I did around the stores he worked in. Eventually I scored this really small wheeled footstool in one of the stores. It was really low to the ground and I started using it as a skateboard around the mall. I was coming up to some steps in a very particular hallway in the mall that is shaped like it was in real life. There are only four or so steps there. Stacey and I think Kayla (Could have been Krista) were walking next to each other going the opposite way. Either way, they're all *****s. So I squat down low and jump up and over the steps. The footstool thing stuck to my knee and I was able to ollie up over them and land on the footstool and keep going. Stacey looked back and shouted, "Nice!" I replied, "Ain't nothing" and kept rolling over to my destination. The place I went to used to be a type of toy store. In real life, it seems like a cursed spot in the mall. It's always changing into something else, somewhat annually. I forget what it currently is now. In my dream, it was an electronics store like Best Buy or Gamestop, though it looked more of the toy store it used to be. And yes, Jason worked there. So I do this weird behind the leg hackey sack kick to the stool and it shoots out from under my foot and lands face up halfway into a small box next to the front entrance. Jason laughed at me. It was really too smooth. So at this point, the mall was threatening to close. I remember searching fast for what I wanted. Something to do with Wolverine or whatever? The X-Men, I really wasn't sure...just that I vividly knew the cover and thought it was a video game. I panicked as the store was closing and looking hard for this game. Nothing looked like what I wanted. After searching slow and thoroughly and not finding it, I go to the book section directly next to it, and I see a hardback that looks exactly what I'm searching for, but I dismiss it saying, "Nah, it cannot be a book." I remember around here I saw two people I knew and one that was made up. Devin from my high school days whom I still keep in touch with, and Luke from work who recently divorced and left Alaska. The third guy was a totally made up guy was this stocky short but really muscular dude, who to my knowledge doesn't exist in real life. He looked really windburned, having very red and blotchy/bumpy skin that you normally get when you're fair skinned and have worked out. He also at first had some kind of breathing receptacle on over his mouth, which kinda reminded me of Bane but it seemed more box-type cylinder-esque, like a gas mask. Devin and Luke were talking to each other. They don't know each other as far as I know. They saw me and made mention of what I was looking for. I really don't remember what they said, but Luke tried to get my attention to catch up. Instead, I chime into their conversation with a reply that I also really don't remember, but it had like a self-pitiful tone to it. That's when the made-up guy takes the mask off and he says, "Well, can't blame the hot ones for how ugly they are." After that, I placed him as Alissa's ex (though he doesn't really exist IRL) and I knew who he was talking about, and what he meant by it. I followed him out of the store and was trying to regain his attention. Saying "Hey, you're Mike right? You dated Alissa before me?" He spun around while still walking forward and gave me this big handshake, but continued walking. I follow him and I'm getting this friendly brotherly vibe about him and after what he said, I wanted to acquaint myself better. I call him Mike again and he says, "Actually it's Matt." Which makes sense, I always *****ing mistake those two names for each other. Before I know it, he's gone, Devin's gone, Luke's gone, Jason's gone, and I'm outside the store and it's all locked up. I go to retrieve my footstool skateboard and somebody had already taken it to go put it back. Epic fail. That's when I realized I wasn't looking for any *****ing X-Men game. I needed a USB to micro USB cord so I can recharge my prepaid drug dealer flip phone and Tablet in my apartment. Fuck. And I wake up.
2018-01-31 10:27:09
Dream Session November 8th 2017 Reversed order of a session with James? This one will be a hard one to write, but I will do my best to organize. First Section: I was soaked or have been. My thoughts focusing on maybe perhaps I had fallen into Toluca Lake? It was uncertain. James telling me I needed rest. Second Section: I woke kidnapped. Tied up. I could see a man, unknown to me. What was he? I pieced together he was an enemy of sorts. He had been "tough". Taunting James; whom was tied up himself. Locked away in a shed near where I was laying. The man had grabbed me. James yelling something at him only to get the response: "Mr. Sunderland. Oh Mr. Sunderland. You will soon see I am not after you." James had continued screaming through anger. The man whom had me as a hostage peered inside the shed James was locked in, staring at James between the wooden planks. His laughing. I could feel not only my skin crawl, but James' as well. This distorted man whom James directed his anger to: Who was he? A Cultist of Silent Hill? What did I do to ***** off someone like that? From clear indication. This guy didn't want to keep me alive. James was struggling to escape his position. Tied and handcuffed. He seemed to be thinking more clearly than myself. How badly was I beaten? Third Section: We're at Jack's Inn. Time lapse? We escaped? Was it all a dream? Confusion and disoriented. I found James sitting at the small desk writing down, perhaps recent series of events. It seemed like he was in his own thoughts. "You all right?" James breaking away from his writing, realizing I was conscious. Was it really all a nightmare? "You should rest." We were safe. So what's the deal? If what I experienced wasn't a nightmare? Did I almost drown? Was I almost murdered? "Crash" isn't saying anything. Should I be worried? I should observe Crash's face. That would have given me a more solid answer. What about our wrists? I could have examined his wrists or even mine. Markings. Anything. If any of this infact was true. That means James and I aren't alone in Silent Hill. If this is infact true: We aren't safe in Silent Hill. James. The dream/metaphysical experience I had while trying to process all this has been beyond my own comprehension. Whoever that man was whom perhaps used either of us as bait; it's unclear as of right now. What his motives were. It's a troubling thought either of us were being hunted. Regardless. Thank you. As I was being drown by that monster. I couldn't process my thoughts and yet even still I am in awe. I should out right say what's on my mind. Thank you for saving me. I couldn't fight back. Yet as you freed yourself; your immediate goal was to save me without a second thought. I don't know what else to say at this moment.
2017-11-13 03:27:18
There was two of me: a good me and an evil me. Like, very evil. He came across as nice and I was like, "Oh, another me! Sweet!" I got him back to my house and we hung out for a while before everything suddenly went black. I get back up, because apparently he had knocked me out, and found he took some of my guns. I then realize was in an army dress uniform. I called my mom, told her what happened and she showed up. We went to her friend's place and I saw on the news that evil me was shooting random people. So, naturally, I got *****ed, left her friend's house and I raced down town. On the way there, I got with three cops. They all were confused. Somehow evil me knew I was there because he started shooting at the cop car and I was like, "Fuck." He got closer and closer, eventually running out of ammo. He reloaded and took me, the cops and a woman hostage. After convincing him I would be his hostage, he let the woman and three cops go. I saw in the glass of a shop that I still had a military dress uniform on. All of sudden, I disarm him and fight him. I knock evil me out. I tie him up and take him to get branded as a Ford punishment, but he gets free. We have no idea where he is, but he is after me. I'm worried because he is me; he knows what I know, what I would do, how to find him, and he uses that to his advantage. I can't find him when all the sudden I feel a sharp pain in my back. He had branded me with two flags: one American, the other was the Southern Civil War flag. Why? I don't know. But then I woke up because it felt real.
2017-09-01 10:00:02
My family got held hostage
2017-05-16 07:23:35


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