Recent dreams containing gun

My husband was led naked outside my parents house,it was night time. he never met them as they passed away years ago. I tried to pick him up, then he disappeared. I Walked up the path to an alley way which led to a cul de sac where my parents back garden was. On the way I passed a man in a dark raincoat, then a person in a white racing driver suit and white helmet passed me. I then saw up against the wall a man named from the waist up either tattoed or covered in body paint. A boy came from behind me brandishing a knife, but had no interest in me and passed me by. I then saw a woman in a dark coat that was zipped up but her arms were inside the cost not in the sleeves, she then pulled a small deringer gun out from inside her coat and aimed it at me! I then woke up.

One time I dreamt about loneliness and unhappiness the dream kept on getting worse and worse as it went on, It started with being happy with my family and my boyfriend, we had fun for the day quarantine was over. As I kept going in that dream the darker it got it started when i was over at my boyfriends house, he hit me abused me his parents and sister did nothing he beat me just like my dad did when i was younger but more violent, I didn't do anything wrong and i know i didn't but i was beaten anyways. I ran away into the woods scared for my life as my boyfriend gets his gun from the area he leaves it and I'm running for my life. Then i reached a point where i lost him, i ran deeper through the woods and found a swamp the swamp was beautiful and had a lot of nice things kind of like what you would see from a disney happy part of a movie, animals were there, my dead family members and everyone was there and my grandma saying “it's not your time yet to die dear keep going and don't look back” as I look back my boyfriends gun was right at my face.

So..there was me my mom my uncle my nana and papi and my 4 other cousins and we were inside of our house and then suddenly we heard this huge BANG so my uncle looked outside and it was this..HUGE robot..he had blood on him and his eye's glowed red and blue and he had a blue and yellow party hat he had wire's instead of skin and he looked inside the window all we saw was his eye so we tried to run out of the house and into my uncle's truck only a couple of us could fit so my mom and nana hid in the back shed behind the house my papi grabbed a gun and shot at the weird robot i was shaking in my dream not in real life just in my dream because i was so horrified i was crying in my dream and kept saying we're gonna die! then i woke up and i was still terrfied a bit but i got over it..

I'm running up astaorway in the civil war era with a baby in my AR!s andmen with mussel loaded guns are approciing

My dream started with me on a beautiful grassy hill with a lot of flowers. It was getting dark and I needed somewhere safe. Next I was in a room inside a cave, the dirt and rocks had a red color to them, it looked like something miners had used, there were beds and a metal door that I had locked and put stuff in front of to make sure it couldn’t be opened. My sister was there and also two younger children I didn’t know. We were being tracked by dark faceless monsters that could hear really good and were very fast, the moved on two back legs and two long arms that were sharp. I couldn’t sleep so I went over to the door and looked out the peep-hole and saw one of the monsters lurking outside. I whispered to my sister that there was a monster outside and I was going to get the gun. My sister told me to get the gun that was by her, pulled the covers back and told me to lay down and get some rest and at the same time one of the kids threw a doll by me and it hit the ground with a thud. I was irritated that my sister didn’t seem to care about the monster outside and I was scared the monster might of herd the noise but I was exhausted so I layed down with her and the kid that threw the doll came to lay with us to. When I went to lay down I felt like I didn’t have to worry about the monster outside, I felt safe.

In an airplane that could not gain altitude and crashed into a dark forest, and we were surrounded by men with guns

I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.

Was stuck in a house with a random group of people. We had guns and supllies.

I WAS BEING HELD HOSTAGE AT GUNPOINT

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