Recent dreams containing san diego

In my dream, San Diego was ordered to be evacuate due to a threat. The city had to be destroyed. I escaped with a group of strangers. I was in the back seat of the car as it sped away. We were alone on a desert highway when I turned to my left to look out the window. When I stuck my head out the widow to look back, everything became surreal and quiet. I watched in horror as the sky turned black and filled with smoke and debris because the city had been leveled by a nuclear bomb. Then a song permeated my mind and body. It was "Days gone by"

The dream started at my house. My brother and I were home alone. Then these black vans surrounded our house. I remember being told to "watch out for black vans." I try to get my brother up, saying we have to hide, but he didn't believe me. As one of them walked up to the house, I slammed the door shut and locked it. Sometimes we leave our front door open for fresh air. After I did that, they left us alone for a while, but they were still watching us, watching our every move. I tried to call my mom, or 911, but I guess the men did something to our service too. So we hid and waited. Then I got the bright idea (why, dream me, why) of trying to run to the neighbors house and ask for help. My brother and I took the back door out, but the men were still encircled around the house. They got a hold of me, my brother escaped. They took me to this abandoned, overpopulated house that was in terrible shape. It was in the middle of downtown San Diego, I'm surprised no one saw it. By overpopulated I mean it was filled with other kids I knew, who were also all abducted. We were allowed to roam freely around the house, we just had two unofficial rules to live by. 1: Don't try to escape. 2: DON'T anger The King. We also had these weird tracker collars. They would send signals to The King, and he'd send his little men in black vans to go and kill us, and the black van men were everywhere in the outside world. Who is The King? He's the head honcho, the big kahuna of that house. No one knows who he is, or his motives. In fact, no one knew why we were taken here. Nothing bad was happening (yet), but we knew something sinister was brewing underneath. We were scared shitless. One day, The King revealed himself. He was a short, squatty man, but had the face of a sour lemon. He had a sword tucked in its sheath in his belt loop. He didn't announce him as The King, we just all kind of figured, since he looked way way older than the rest of us. He would just walk around the house, as if he was on patrol. If he didn't like the way you look, he'd kill you. If you attempted to kill him (many did), he'd make sure you die the most brutal death. He was terrifying. I avoided him at all costs. What I saw from him was unfathomable. A transgender boy was having a mental breakdown and wasn't in the right mind. He confronted The King, pleading on his knees that he'd let him go. The King looked down at the boy. "You want to be a boy right?" The kid looked up, a little taken back by this comment. "What does that have to do with anything!?" The kid responded with, getting more frustrated and angry. "I'll help you pass better as a boy." The King grabbed him by his fluffy, pretty-long-for-a-boy hair, and scalped him with his sword. Like, he cut off his hair, and scalp, so all you could see was his brain. He fell over dead. The King did all of this with such a deadpan face. He turned to the boy's body, spat on it, and muttered, "Tranny pig." Everyone watching, and there was a lot of them, turned away once The King turned to walk away. This man was a monster. I saw a lot of kids I knew there, who were from school, dance, the neighborhood, etc. I saw a girl I knew from school and cheer leading on the verge of death, anothr cheerleading classmate, who was also her best friend, cradling her, crying. The King shot the dying one in the thigh, because she tried to escape, leaving her to die slowly. It was pretty merciful, compared to the other methods of punishment. This broke my heart. The two most popular and joyous girls I knew were at utmost despair. Throughout the dream, I could only think about my parents and my brother. Flash forward to another day, I'm walking around the house, like usual, with the rest of the "herd" of abducted children, and I meet up with that one girl who was cradling and crying over her dying best friend. We talked a little, she's very damaged because of what happened to her best friend. She tells me we need to escape. That her friend's death cannot be in vain. I'm very reluctant, but I'm pretty fast on my feet. I agree. We climb over the wall, and run a couple meters from the house. I look back, and I understand why no one sees the kids, or anything that's occurring in that house. There's some sort of protection field that makes it still look like its abandoned from the outside. The sirens go off. Green lazor lights are everywhere. Those represent the locations of the Black Van Men. We make it as far as the freeway. We try to remove the collars but we can't. Then I wake up.

I had a dream about weather san diego

I was in san diego with my cousins for my cousins wedding and she got married and then in the dream a few days after her wedding she got into a fight with someone and they ended up hitting her on the head so had that he killed her. Then we went to a funeral for her and she was buried in the middle of a monument in a park. Then when i looked down on the sidewalk in front of her grave it said jellybean. Then it switched to my sister and I working in a restaurant in the same city and she had a job but I didn't. And I put on the uniform but it was the wrong one. Then it switched to my cousins and I living in a apartment in the same city and these bad guy were living next door to us and they kept breaking in and we had to hide from them. Then it switched back to my cousins grave and then it was another wedding between my other cousin and his girlfriend and then we went to the reception and i didnt know anyone. Then this random lady dressed in red asked if we could babysit her kids but we didnt know her. Then is switched into us going into stores there and looking for bags that were made out of giant puzzle pieces. After that I saw my friend and her family in the street and they were going to another party. Then it switched to the aprtment that was right next to my cousins grave now.

I was traveling alone in an automobile. I visited San Francisco and San Diego. I stayed in a motel room. I felt alone and lost.

I was traveling alone in an automobile. I visited San Fransisco and San Diego. I stayed in a motel room. I felt alone and lost.

I was Driving to San Diego and i got in a car crash i flew out of my car then starting to fly

Got in a car accident while driving to San Diego