Dream 10/18/2017
I break into a compound. It is some kind of cult. Hundreds of kids work diligently on their computers. I am looking for something. One of the kids points toward a desk. Under the desk is a grocery bag full of otherworldly journals. I believe these are alien. I can't take them now, I will be caught.
I come back later. I walk quickly up to the desk that hides the alien journals. A woman catches me. She is over this whole department. I sweet talk her. She likes it. I kiss her. She walks away. I grab the journals and walk quickly to the stairwell. Dream ends.
I wake up
I break into a compound. It is some kind of cult. Hundreds of kids work diligently on their computers. I am looking for something. One of the kids points toward a desk. Under the desk is a grocery bag full of otherworldly journals. I believe these are alien. I can't take them now, I will be caught.
I come back later. I walk quickly up to the desk that hides the alien journals. A woman catches me. She is over this whole department. I sweet talk her. She likes it. I kiss her. She walks away. I grab the journals and walk quickly to the stairwell. Dream ends.
I wake up
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