Date of dream: Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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I worked in the same building I normally do, with all the same people, but instead of my actual
company the building was the prime minister's house/business. The prime minister had been murdered,
and he'd left a message for the police, which told them I'd be able to help them find two clues. One clue
was somewhere on a particular printer, and another was connected to a bin bag - both were hidden
somewhere in the company. I was walking through reception, when a woman I work with, Carolyn,
came in carrying a printer, and said it was the one they'd been looking for. She asked me to take it
upstairs to try and find the clue.
I went up to the middle floor and connected up the printer. I tried printing things out, took the printer to
pieces, everything, but I couldn't find a clue. A woman came up to me with a green bag, and said it was
the bin bag they'd been looking for. There was a note on it, addressed to me, from the prime minister,
and it said that this was the right bin bag, but we were too late, because the cleaners had already
changed it. Just then, my friend Rich came up the stairs. I wasn't allowed to tell him what was going on.
He went into the office on the same floor, and I went with him to pretend I was just doing normal work.
The office was about 3 times bigger than it actually is, and was full of desks and people. I was wearing
jeans, and they were really uncomfortable - my underwear kept slipping down, so i had to undo the
jeans, pull the underwar up really high, then do the jeans up again. I looked up and saw a girl from the
office, Zoe, was watching me. I laughed and said something about wearing big knickers.
I went over to talk to Zoe. We had both been temps for years, and I got offered a full position about a
year ago, and she had just been offered her position. She made fun of me for being a temp, and I
wanted to point out that she had too, and for longer than me, but I didn't bother. She told me that a
guy from the factory, Luke, had told her that the IT department would be closing down soon, because
of a problem with the touchscreen PCs in the factory. i told her it wasn't true - there was a problem, but
we were fixing it. She didn't believe me.
Additional Comments:
Zoe really was a temp for a while before getting her job, but I have been full-time since I joined.
Date of dream: Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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I was on a trip with my stepdad, and we'd stopped at a petrol station for some fuel. He was filling up
the car, and he asked me to go inside to pay and to get some food. Inside the shop, everything was
really dark and dirty. The man on the till was really gross - he was fat and balding, covered in food
stains, and he smelled awful. He kept making really sleazy comments at me, and I carried on shopping
and just ignored him. When I went to pay, he said "why don't we just forget the money and you come
round here and sit on my knee?". I was really grossed out so I grabbed my shopping and ran back out
to the car.
I went to my stepdad and told him what had happened, and he was really angry. He went to the boot of
the car and said "Right, I'll take the shotgun, you take the handguns", and he threw me two guns. He
went inside the shop with a shotgun, and I heard him shoot the shopkeeper while I kept watch outside.
A police car pulled into the garage just as my stepdad came out of the shop, and we started firing at it.
The policeman kept driving at us, trying to hit us, and we kept shooting at him, but we weren't making
any effect for some reason. He swerved the car at me and it got stuck on the curb, so I stuck a gun
through the open window and emptied about 4 bullets into his head, but he still didn't bleed or stop or
anything. I knew the guns were real because the shopkeeper had died.
Date of dream: Sunday, January 07, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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I was with a big group of people, and we were going for a night out. There were my friends Phil and
Sam, a guy and his girlfriend who I know, Stu and Kerry, and another guy I'd never met until that
night. We were going round to a number of different pubs and things, so we'd hired a minibus and a
driver. The driver was actually the bouncer from one of the pubs we go to in real life.
During one of the stops on the trip, we were outside someone's house. I don't know who lived there,
but I knew we shouldn't have been there. I went into their back garden and saw a cat, so I started
playing with it. Eventually we left, and drove onto a restaurnt which had just opened near some shops,
which was about 5 minutes away from my house.
We all went inside, and were shown to a private room. I think it was a Chinese restaurant. My French
teacher from school, Mrs Griffiths, was either the owner or a waitress, but she was bringing us drinks. I
remember having really long and heated discussions, but I can't remember what about. I had to leave
for some reason - I think I maybe went outside to answer my phone. When I came back there were
police everywhere, and Sam and Phil were trying to climb out of the windows of the restaurant, but the
police caught them. I think Stu got arrested and taken with the police, Phil, Sam, and the guy i don't
know were put in the ambulance. Somehow, Kerry managed to avoid it all, like me, so we were both
stood watching everything.
Mrs Griffiths came past and I asked if I could see my friends in the ambulance. She said yes, so I went
inside. Sam was nearest the door, and I think she'd hurt her chest because she seemed to have trouble
breathing. Phil was behind her, and he's broken his ankle. The other guy was at the back, and I think
he was unconscious. I stayed to chat for a minute or two, then I said I have to leave. I said "I love you
all, I'll come see you in hospital, but I have to leave now". The paramedic stood up and said "Wow,
she's cute and caring!" and I was embarassed.
I left and went back to the minibus. I told the driver it would just be me, even though I knew Kerry was
about somewhere, and he started to drive me home. I was really worried that I was going to have to
pay him when we got back, and I didn't have enough money.
