This dream has been viewed 813 times.I am at a huge complex that resembles a mall. I am looking around at all the people searching for someone. I don't know who I am looking for. I become frustrated and decide to leave. I see an elevator and try to get to it before the doors close. I see a man inside close the doors to one before I can reach it. I can see his expression as he is doing this. He intentionally wanted to keep me off of the elevator.
I see another elevator and opportunity to leave. I get on it. There are two women. I am friendly with them and we have a friendly conversation. Even though our banter is light I can sense some tension in both the women. As they are leaving I say goodbye and one of them issues a farewell with sarcasm and a mean tone. I tell her it was nice talking to them but she didn't have to be such a bitch. The one who didn't act rude as they were leaving turns and throws a very quick and deadly feeling karate chop towards my neck. I bring up both hands and stop hers in mine, less than an inch from my face. She looks at me as if to say she could kill me in an instant. I stay in a defensive and powerful stance of my own in an attempt to show her I am not afraid of her, or her Karate training.
The scene changes and I am told to help my boss with a presentation of our newest video game/reality machine. I greet the prospective buyer and notice there are two very young apprentices that have also been enlisted to help sell our new product. I have to leave to get some presentation material. When I return, the two apprentices have already begun the presentation and they are stinking up the room with the amatuer and ridiculous nature of it. I cannot believe my boss has allowed these two to ruin the presentation. It seems it is beyond repair but I begin to try and salvage it. It seems I am too late so I leave.
I see a closet type room with a replica of me. He is a bit bigger. I notice things about him that differs from me. Mentally he is like a child. I notice he is balding and the top of his head is deformed and appears to be some sort of tumor. I am trying to make him comfortable and being very gentle with him. I ask him some questions. He asks me if someone I know is okay. I tell him she is just fine. He is talking very slow and as if from a medicated state. I feel for him.
Additional Comments:Divina and I were engaged in another Dreamlink attempt last night. We have been doing our incantations every night. I know I had a multitude of dreams but was only able to recall this disjointed one. I think I may have been able to recall more, except my mind started remembering my intention to go to Dance class and mind/body class with Divina today. I am so excited.