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Showing posts with label police. Show all posts
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Thursday, April 5, 2018

Extermination

Nightmare 4.5.2018




I am shopping at a grocery store. While browsing the frozen foods aisle, I hear scurrying behind me and a strange moaning sound. I look and see two men with masks. One man wears a dirty, hockey goalie mask, like Jason Voorhees. I overhear several shoppers make suspicious comments that today there is supposed to be a shooting at this grocery store. I don't know if this information is true or false, but I hurry up and grab the last few items that I need. Several times I leave my cart and start walking to the exit but then change my mind and return to my shopping. I finish up and walk to the check-outs. At first, it looks as if no check-out is open. All the lights are off. Then, a woman in the dark says that her lane is open. It is so dark, I can't see my groceries or the lady checking me out.

Two guys from my high school class, (we'll call them) Bob and Jay, are planning on shooting up the local grocery store. I help them. We stand by the junk food. Bob tells me just to open whatever I want and eat it. He points to a box of snack cakes with colorful sprinkles. I start knocking packages off the shelf. We pull handguns from our clothes and carefully jog through the supermarket. When we see a person, we kill them. I find it hard to aim the pistol, but I still murder a few unsuspecting shoppers. Someone alerts the police. They show up through a side door. When I see them, I shoot at them, and they shoot at me. The thought that I could die crosses my mind. A load of shopping carts separates us. I raise up and shoot, but I miss. I sneak around the carts so they can't see me. I pop up near them. I mow down one and then the other. I pick up one of the officer's shotguns and run around the store murdering innocent people.

There are two female officers on one island I am on the next. I hear them talking. The shelves near me hold thousands of bottles of wine and other alcoholic beverages. I start taking the bottles and throwing them at the officers. I slowly walk forward as I throw, hoping that I'm getting closer to their position, as I can only hear them. At the end of the aisle, I pop out. The two officers are standing with their shopping carts about fifteen feet apart. I shoot one and then the other.

There is a hallway at the side of the store. There are no lights, but I can see that there are a few rooms and a ladder leading up. I climb the ladder to see where it leads. It leads to nowhere. Later that night, Bob and Jay will throw a grenade up the ladder and create a hole. They will then climb into the hole, which is giving off toxic gas. They will wait there until they die. I will hide down in the room below them. The toxicity of the gas will not harm me.

My mom and I are shopping at a grocery store at around 1 AM. I tell her about a dream I had where a mass shooting took place at the supermarket at 1:30 AM. She pulls out her cell phone and calls the police. I become stressed with her, telling her that it was only a dream. She calls the police anyway. They arrive and arrest the alleged shooter. Dream ends.

I wake up


Saturday, December 16, 2017

Recreational

Dream 12.16.2017



My family has traveled in an RV to a small town. We are staying in a cabin next to several swimming pools. At night, everyone is called out of the pool for a live performance next to the big slide. I'm a bit annoyed that they have to make everyone get out of the pool. What if some people don't give a rip about the performance?

I walk into the cabin and find two attractive girls. I don't know their names. The two girls and I find an abandoned house where we have sex.

My family and I pack up the RV and drive to a house in a bad part of town. We stay there overnight. While upstairs in the bad house, I hear gunshots down the street and downstairs where my mom is staying. My mom is not hurt.

We pack up the RV and start to leave until one of the guys in our RV wants revenge on the person who shot the gun downstairs. He jumps out of the RV. I follow. We run up to a random house and he pulls out a can of yellow spray paint. He sprays a nonsensical symbol on the front door. He then runs to the next house and does the same thing. He repeats this action. A police cruiser drives up the street. I yell at the man, "The cops are here!" He continues his high art. I run back to the RV.

We drive up the street trying to find our guy. We follow the yellow, painted front doors. One after another. Gibberish. Nonsense symbols. We finally see him. He jumps back into the RV.

We make a pit stop at a nearby gas station where we run into a police officer. Most of us stay quiet in the RV, hoping that he doesn't catch us. It's against the law to have a lot of people in an RV at one time. The cop takes one of our people and shoves them into his car. It's possible that we talk the cop out of taking them. Dream ends.

I wake up

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

STAB

Dream 10/18/2017



My sister, Kristen, brother-in-law, Chad, and I go to a military work-out session. Kristen and Chad are part of the military but I am not. However, they said I would be allowed to participate. We stand outside the front door among several other soldiers. While standing there, a woman soldier stabs another.

We walk into the building. I stay in the locker room, not feeling right about joining the work-out. A girl who I used to know named Emily is standing in the locker room. Neither of us speak to each other.

When the work-out session is over, we stand outside the front door once again. A girl I know named Kasey, who is a police officer, walks over to me and stabs me in the arm. I am worried because the blade went into my fistula, which is used for dialysis. Dream ends.

I wake up

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Security #2

Dream 9/5/2017




I am a part of the security team for one of the presidents speeches. John McCain is head of security. He's dyed his hair dark brown. It looks awkward. An Asian man tries to get past security with a silenced pistol. My friend, Tim, tries to wrestle the gun away from him but falls backward. I jump in and wrestle the man. We eventually get the gun away from him and take him away.

I am wearing dress pants and no shirt. Tim needed a shirt and jacket to wear so I let him borrow mine. I walk outside. I stroll the city streets looking for a store that can sell me a T-shirt. I know there is a mall nearby but I don't know how to get there. I look at the different stores as I pass them. Pizza shops, arcades, toy stores, pizza shops. There are a lot of pizza restaurants in this city.

I see my friend, Derek, walking toward me. I walk with him. He needs to get to the police station to do research on the Asian man with the silenced pistol. We hop in his car and drive. I look up at the Salesforce Tower in downtown Indianapolis. "You know what freaks me out?" I ask Derek. "Being on the top floor of that building. Derek shivers as if he can't stand the thought. "I hate heights," he tells me. I continue, "I went up there once, by myself, and that was the moment that I knew I was afraid of heights." Derek jumps in, "I couldn't go up there by myself."

We make it to the police station. We enter the place. The main room has several tables spread out, like a lunchroom. Dozens of police are sitting at the tables while others are walking around. The place is busy. Derek finds a computer, he sits down and begins researching. I hover over Derek's shoulder, my eyes pacing the computer screen. Just then, I look back and see the Asian man from the presidents speech. How did he get free? He pulls a gun. I once again try to wrestle the gun away from the man. Dream ends.

I wake up

Sunday, September 3, 2017

Cops In The Marsh

Dream 9/3/2017



My friend, Derek, and me are driving around town. We drive in an area that used to be rural but now is being fixed up by the city. New stores and restaurants are being added. I tell Derek that I wish they didn't keep doing this, I like the country the way it is, soon there won't be any country. We keep driving.

I see a Marsh. I haven't been to a Marsh in years. I make fun of the store. We laugh. I then remember that I like their cookies. I tell Derek to pull into Marsh. Before we pull into the grocery store, Derek wants some food. He enters a fast food restaurant, asks me what it's called. "I think it is Fazolis," I tell him. When we get closer we see that it is an Asian restaurant called "King Noodle" or something like that. Derek walks in and gets a huge dish of something. The amount of food that he buys is nuts.

We pull into Marsh. The grocery store has a parking garage so we go there. We enter the store and don't end up buying anything. I lose Derek while I am in there and eventually go back out to the car. As I am walking toward the car, I see a police cruiser parked next to us. When I get even closer, I see the cops searching through our belongings. I try to be as polite as possible. I hear the cop that is searching through the trunk say, "ok, we need to talk about these." He holds up a bunch of medicine. "Is it Sodium Bicarbonate?" I ask. "Yes it is," he replies in such a way as to hint that I am in big trouble. He walks over to me. I tell him that I have kidney failure and I am on a lot of medicine. He pulls a pen and notebook and asks what medicines I am currently taking. I go down the list, one by one. By the time I am finished, the cop understands that I am not a drug user or abuser.

At this time the parking garage is filled with kids and teenagers playing. The cop that was taking my information becomes more like a friend. He points to a wall, "hey do you see that spot right there?" He goes on to tell me something that I don't quite understand. He then borrows a soccer ball from one of the kids. He dribbles it down the lot and kicks it like a boss. The ball hits the wall with such power and force I can actually feel the vibrations from where I am standing. I now understand what he was telling me before. He caused a large dent in the wall by kicking a soccer ball. Brilliant. Dream ends.

I wake up

Sunday, May 21, 2017

The Body

A Dream From The Past



A man similar to Jesse Pinkman - from Breaking Bad - walks into my work area. We are the only people here. For some unknown reason, we get into a fight and I kill him. I try to think quickly on how to hide the body. A man from the business next door comes over to talk or ask a question. I quickly throw a tarp over the body and try to hide it the best I can. Part of me thinks the man from next door saw the body. When the man leaves I dig a shallow grave and bury the body in the corner of a junkyard. The police are called. They come and search the premises. The body is found. I am handcuffed and dragged off to prison. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Friday, March 10, 2017

Mad Girl

Dream 3/4/2017



      I am visiting Kristen, my sister, at her house. She is having guests over. A few girls that I've never met as well as their dads. Trying to be slick and cool in front of the girls, I say something that offends one of them. She reads me the riot act and then steals my cell phone. She leaves. I tell her dad that I will give her five minutes to return my phone or else I am calling the police and pressing charges. All the girls and the dads slowly walk out of the house and down the street to where the girl has walked.

     I go to the back room of the house to sit down and watch TV. Eventually, all of the girls walk back into the room, including the girl who stole my phone. She lies down next to me on the bed but doesn't say anything. She tosses my phone over my way. I lean over and say, "I am sorry." She responds, "It happens." Dream ends.

I wake up.

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Prom Nightmare

Nightmare 2/25/2017



     A large gathering of students is taking place at the local high school. I believe it's prom although nobody is dressed up. A group of guys from my class (some of which are friends) pull guns from their coats and start firing at the students. I run to a stairwell and hide myself while I call 911. After I get off the phone I make a run for the entrance of the school but for some reason make my way down into the basement instead. I walk through a maze of hallways in the dank, dusty under-structure of the school. Behind me I can hear the shooters, they're all walking down the stairs. I hide in a dark alcove and hope they don't find me.

     They do. But they don't seem to mind me being there. Perhaps it's because I am friends with many of them. Screech Powers, from "Saved By The Bell," is the leader of their group.

     I pull out a guitar and start to play. I listen to their plans. They have rigged bombs in the basement to blow. The whole school will collapse on itself. They're going for the Eric and Dylan bombs in the Columbine cafeteria strategy, however, this time it may work. They plan on dying, all of them. I don't. After playing the guitar for a while, I make up an excuse to leave. I say, "I'll be right back, I need to go get a pick, my thumb is starting to hurt from strumming." They don't seem to mind at first, but as I make my way through the maze of tunnels and hallways of the basement, I suddenly hear them behind me. I run back up the stairs to the entrance of the school.

     The police are here, but before I can tell them what the killers plan to do, the bombs start to blow. I run as fast as my body will allow, as far as I can away from the school. When I look back I see the whole building in a blaze of fire. I don't see anybody outside of the building. I must be the only one who made it.

     I run to a nearby neighbors house to call the police again. He takes me into his cellar where I meet a friend who I haven't seen for years. Eventually, we leave the cellar and go about our business. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Stranger

Dream 1/28/17



I'm headed to a lake that is hidden in the middle of some woods. The lake is on my old church property.

On the way there, I come to a four way stop. Two other cars also stop, both Jeeps. Then, I discover that the Jeeps aren't even on the road, but each are off the road quite a bit. So, I drive on. Down the road, just a bit, I see a bouncy house that is turned over. I park my Jeep and walk toward it. The bouncy house is on someone's private property. I don't see anybody around, so I climb on top of it. I lye on top of the bouncy house, while a bouncy slide lays on top of me, partially, my head is still out, I can still see. Then, two girls-probably in their late teens-come barreling down the slide and crash into the bouncy castle that I am lying on. The slide tips over, as well as the bouncy castle and we all sort of hit the ground, not hard. The girls start laughing. I am afraid of what they will do now that they discovered a stranger on their property. They continue laughing, even after they see me. They don't seem to  mind. I tell them, "I saw your bouncy castle was tipped over so I decided to come lye down on it. They continue laughing, just like teenage girls. I tell them that I'll leave now.

I start looking for a way out of their property, but an electric fence has appeared. I wonder how I got onto the property in the first place. I find a gate but it is closed. I look back at the girls, now walking inside their house, and signal to them to open the gate. The gate slowly starts to open. I walk out and start running toward my Jeep. It seems so much further away than it was before.

A little girl, probably the teenage girls' sister, is dribbling a basketball down the street. She seems to be following me. I'm not terribly fond of children. I get to my Jeep, she gets there as well. I get in my vehicle and she gets in too. I drive on. As I pass her house, I see her father out front looking around, probably for her. I immediately am taken with fear. Have I kidnapped this girl? Her father will be so angry. I tell her to get out and run back home. She does. I speed away. I am afraid she is going to tell her dad that a stranger let her ride in his car. She will be able to describe my red Jeep to him. He'll call the police and they will start searching the area. I have to get away. I forgo the lake at this point. I can go another time. I speed fast down the road, trying to get back home. My house is far away in the country, the police won't find me, as long as I lay low for a while. I stop at an intersection. A car comes charging through at such a high speed, I wonder what is wrong with people nowadays? Dream ends.

I wake up

Sunday, January 1, 2017

The Devil Plays Pattycake

Dream 1/1/17




In a far off dystopian future, a coup has formed to overthrow the government.

The coup is made up of several different factions and gangs. They come together to be stronger for their common goal.

Two neighbor guys take part in the riots in the streets, but everything goes wrong. The government is stronger than they ever predicted. The gangs crumble under the deadly arm of the government. The two neighbors run back home and pretend they never took part in the coup.

One neighbor has created a device out of his phone. Everything in his house is numbered and when he wants a particular item, he looks at the list and dials the corresponding number into his modified phone and that item is then brought to him by way of a robot. One day, he dials a number and hears talking on the other side, "hello," he says, confused and bewildered. The operator on the line informs him that the man that had this number before him was killed in the riots and this is his new number. The man is terrified, how did they find him out? or did they?

He runs to his neighbor who is eating at a restaurant with his family. He begins to tell the neighbor what happened when suddenly a group of police officers enter the restaurant for lunch. He immediately changes the subject so not to arouse suspicion among our men in blue. Dream ends.

I wake up

Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Lawbreaker

Dream 11/1/16



I'm driving with some friends to a mall. When approaching an intersection, the light goes from green to yellow. I speed up. Red. I stop before the white line, but then decide that I don't want to wait, so I drive through the red light, somehow avoiding a collision. I'm terrified that a cop will pull me over.

We stop at Arby's to satisfy our hunger. I order a loaded Italian combo, but instead of curly fries I get a large order of Jalapeno Bites, a Mountain Dew to drink and a cherry turnover. My friends are standing by a coat rack flexing, talking about how they both have girly arms. After we get done with our food, I walk up to pay for the meal. The line is long, my friends convince me that I've already paid, but in the back of my mind, I know that I haven't. Once again, I am afraid that the cops are coming to get me. Dream ends.

 I wake up

Friday, September 11, 2015

Security

Dream 9/11/2015



I am a security guard.

     I walk the grounds of the Recyclery that I watch. The facility is close to town but fairly secluded. At one point, I hear a noise. A girls faint voice finds its way to my fearful ears. I try to convince myself that the voice is coming from off the property, but before long, I realize that it's coming from inside a large box just inside the factory. I am the only one here. Nobody works tonight. The way she's talking sounds like she's having a conversation with someone, but I hear no one else.

     I sneak over to a place in the shadows, where no one can find me. I call the police and tell them to get here quickly. They arrive. I point them toward the box. They have to climb over a load of cardboard to get there but when they do, they find a girl in a box talking on her cell phone. She doesn't seem homeless, just someone who wanted some privacy.

     The company rewards me. I come in the next day and they give me a cape and a crown. I walk around the place like I'm a king, but nobody recognizes my royalty but me.

     A few nights later, I'm patrolling the grounds when I hear a noise. I get scared and hide inside a portable shower. I turn the shower on and get soaked. The police come and catch a guy and haul him away. Two other security guards show up, a girl and a guy that I know. They both tell me that the last time they heard a noise, they too jumped into the portable shower. All of us laugh. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Thursday, April 2, 2015

The Dropout

Dream 4/2/2015



I drop out of school. Now, my friend Garrek and me are home schooled by a strange lady.

     She shows us a stairwell that leads ten stories down into the earth. She tells us to go down and dig out ten large rooms into the earth. Garrek says he's not doing it. I won't either. Besides, it's haunted down there.

     I go home. My backyard is filled with exotic animals; Gorillas, lions, tigers, bears, oh my! My family is sitting around these animals as if they are tame. A tiger walks up to us. He acts aggressive. I wrestle him but it's no use. He goes after my family. I run inside to get a revolver. I run back out and shoot the animal dead but it's too late. My family is dead.

     I run out to the road and call the police. I struggle through my words but somehow get them out. The man on the other line says he is a talk radio host and that he knows who I am. I walk down the road a ways and see a large 'Acquire the Fire' Bus in a field. Apparently, Ron Luce and his family are my neighbors. He invites me into his family. I now have forty brothers and sisters.

     The children keep getting murdered one by one but no one knows by whom. One day, I walk into the bathroom and find one of the girls dead and one of the boys wiping blood from his hand. A nonchalant look on his face. I know who the killer is. I live my life with caution, not to cause the killer any suspicion, after all, I don't want to be next. I eventually tell the mom. Everything goes haywire.

     While a bunch of the kids are playing around that large stairwell that leads ten stories into the earth, the killer pushes three of the other boys in. They fall ten stories. The bottom is filled with water. I jump down into it. I pull the guys from the water. One of them is alright but the other two need medical attention. I start to pray for them in an authoritative manner, commanding their injuries to be healed. They come to. They are alright. We climb the staircase to the top. The killer is trying to close us in with a large covering. We make it out. We fight him. I take out my revolver and shoot. He falls over the edge and ten stories down. I don't want to take any chances that he'll come back in the sequel. I unload my gun on his downed body. Blood mixes in with the water making it a muddy, pink color.

     The family is happy again. We play instruments on a roof top until the mom says it's time for bed. We all run to our house, which is situated inside a large clothing store. I find a pair of shoes that are Coca-Cola brand. They're tennis shoes that run halfway up your leg. I run toward the house. Dream ends

I wake up.

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Clean Side

Dream 3/21/2015





I'm spending the day at my aunts house.

     Everyone is here. Everywhere you walk, there are people. I suddenly get the urge to clean my aunts house. I ask my cousin, Wendy, if she can get me some cleaning supplies. I follow her into the house where more of my cousins are. While I wait for her to bring the supplies, my other cousin, Danny, who lives here, asks me if he can watch the game on TV. I tell him that it's his house and he can do whatever he wants. He turns on the Cubs game. Wendy returns with the supplies. I thank her.

     I walk to the front of the house which looks out to a beautiful lake. I start cleaning the front window panels. Each panel of glass is mixed with a picture. There are many of them. I find one of me. When I am finished, I walk to the front porch where it seems everyone is hanging out. My mom is making a birthday cake for someone. My friend Jack is helping. Jack is on house arrest so every five minutes he has to run back to the house so that the police don't show up. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Black Powder

Nightmare 1/13/2015




A group of black guys don't like the fact that my family is white.

     I try to explain to them that I have no problems with people of color. I even went to prom with a black girl. They don't care. I'm still white. 

     They pull out a gun and aim it my way. I start to walk away slowly, knowing that at any second, I will be dead. I hear many shots go off, but no bullets hit me. I fall to the ground and pretend that I've been hit. I try my best to hold my breath but it is difficult. They know that I am still alive. I jump up and run away. They never catch me.

     They make their way to my sisters house. She calls the police and begs them to come quickly. When they arrive, over an hour later, they find my sister and her entire family murdered. Nightmare ends.

I wake up.

Monday, December 8, 2014

Crimes Unknown

Dream 11/20/2014




I'm in prison for crimes unknown. 

     The guards are opening the cell doors one at a time for the prisoners to go to breakfast. Prisoners are walking by our cell in droves. Our cell door is not open yet. A few tall, muscular and hostile-looking prisoners come by our cell and taunt my cellmate. They laugh at the fact that we have a welcome mat in our cell. I call one of the guys "dumbass." He tells me that he is going to beat me up when the door opens. I stand close to the door, I don't back down. It opens. I walk right up to them. They beat me up. They beat me up good.

     Off to breakfast or lunch or whatever it is, I find that the only thing the prison serves it's prisoners is ice cream. I grab a pint of strawberry.

     I go to the wardens office. We have something in common, we both attended The Honor Academy. We become friends. We talk about The HA and almost nothing else.

     My sister, Morgan, becomes imprisoned for crimes unknown. She becomes my cellmate. Morgan, the warden and I sit in our cell eating ice cream and talking about the year we spent in the Honor Academy. Dream ends

I wake up

Thursday, March 13, 2014

The Van

Dream 3-13-14



My friends and me are driving a Volkswagen Bus.

We drive around town looking for items that people have thrown away. One man's trash is another man's treasure. We find several items here and there. I climb up front.

My uncle, who is up front, becomes angry with me. We end up in the backseat punching each other. We fight so vigorously that a fire starts in one of the seats. My friend pulls the van to the side of the road and everyone jumps out. 

I voice my concern that the police are going to find us. We run in separate directions. I run across a country field to my house. The next day, we return to the van. surprisingly, there wasn't much damage done. The man whose house we parked the van, walks out in a fury. He tells us, "if you don't get that thing out of here, then I'm gonna call the cops." 

We jump into a nice two story truck that's parked next to the van. It's full of computers and other gadgets. There are firefighter slide down poles falling from the second story to the bottom. As far as I know, we never return to the van. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Target

Dream 5-24-13



I have two friends. They both work at target. I visit them at the store. I spot them. We talk for a while. One of my friends becomes frozen and points out a man across the room. He is short and has long, greasy hair. My friend tells us that this man raped him. I become furious and walk over to the man. I attack him. I beat him halfway to his death. My friend that he raped comes over. We take the greasy man to his car. Then my friend tortures him.
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I drive around my old hometown of Anderson, Indiana. A cop turns his red and blue lights on behind me. He steps out of his car and walks up to mine. He tells me that I am under arrest. He puts me in the back of the police car. We drive around town. He tells me to fill out some paperwork. We talk like old pals. We cruise for chicks. We have some laughs. I finish the paperwork, and he takes me back to my car. He tells me to have a beautiful night. Dream ends.

I wake up.