dream post
was the 80s i think, if not it certainly had the ambience of an 80s cop drama or something. i was a male cop named Jack, i went to this resort/casino place to meet with someone, i don't recall who or why. to go to this dance club area of the resort you had to walk through this pool thing that didn't make sense at all. the water was very clear, and while you couldn't breathe in it you could keep your eyes open and speak in it as easily and clearly as if it were just air. anyway you'd go down some stairs, then out into this hall and I guess the water just magically stopped here as if it were hitting an invisible barrier and you just walked out into this dimly lit area that was like a huge lavishly furnished nightclub. don't remember what happened there exactly but after a while some gunmen started opening fire seemingly randomly. I had to get fuck out of there. for some reason I had no guns and no backup and was completely helpless. as I was leaving the resort people were being killed by these guys, and there was nothing I could do but run and tell others to run. I watched a lot of people get hit...eventually I found myself in a suburban area, on the side of a hill (most of my city related dreams take place in what seems to be the same fictional city - very large city by the water, a great deal of it is on the side of a huge mountain/hill). I heard a woman's voice behind me and turned to see a pretty blonde lady behind me holding a gun pointed at me in shaky hands. I didn't know who she was but apparently the guy who I was did, because he responded as if he knew her (I didn't have complete control over myself in this dream. it was almost like controlling a video game character). "Why didn't you do anything, Jack? Why did you let those people die?" She said, her voice wavering with emotion. "I'm sorry, but there was-" I began "-nothing you could do, right?" she finished for me. at that moment i suddenly made a move for her and successfully wrested the handgun from her grip. after I had it she said "I was hoping I wouldn't have to use this" and pulled out a fucking GRENADE which I also relieved her of because apparently I was pretty awesome. Anyway I guess I managed to calm her down and explain the situation and we kept walking together. Somewhere along the way my consiousness shifted to that of some kind of weird beast thing. Large, reptilian, but kind of canine in shape - at least that's what I assume as I was running and leaping on all fours quite quickly like a dog. I leapt through the streets, observing the people around me. Either I was invisible or I wasn't out of place in this world because people took no heed of me. Once I saw an older man, black with greying dreadlocks, getting out of a car. he was injured, blood covered the side of his face and caked in his hair. The blonde girl was there with him (though Jack was nowhere in sight), she seemed very worried for him and was trying to treat his wounds but he was a proud and strong man and didn't seem to want to admit to her how badly he was hurt. I didn't stick around with them.
Ended up being Jack again, was with a young man - tall, well dressed, black, kind of feminine. Blonde girl wasn't there. we were in a small diner. I kept thinking that the reptile thing I was earlier was in the building but I couldn't actually see it anywhere. things get hazy from there, I slowly came awake.
OTHER DREAM:
I was in san francisco. I was at a boat launch of some kind I guess. I walked past this group of children playing and this one little boy called me by name, I was surprised so I stopped to talk to him and it turned out he had been part of a program at the local rec centre in my hometown that I had been a supervisor at a few years ago (irl I really did do that, but in retrospect the kid in my dream wasn't anyone real). The boy was short, appeared to be maybe 7 or 8 years old, african-american, with very short hair. he was wearing shorts and a white shirt. Anyway after I talked to him I continued walking. I ended up inside a building, in a room that was kind of like a break room in an office, blandly decorated with big tables and lots of simple chairs and the like. in there I met up with my friends Zander and Heidi, apparently they were travelling together. (odd because they did travel together once but they were dating at the time, and they broke up over a year ago). I think I was invited to follow them but opted not to because I still had unfinished business in san fran (maybe in that building?) anyway they tried to leave but Zander kept forgetting shit there. I tried to go after him but he got mad at me and told me that a lot of what he was leaving there he just didn't want anymore :| after that all three of us ended up sitting outside together for a while, on this wall that was overlooking the water on one side and the city on the other. at some point it occurred to me that I was dreaming, but rather then turning into a dragon or doing something totally absurd like I tend to like to do when I become lucid i just ended up telling Zander "Haha, hey, I think this is a dream." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah pretty sure. hahah you should hit me so I know for sure"
He hit me on the arm and for a moment I felt it but then realized that was because I was trying to feel it, in reality I had not. I bit my lip too and didn't feel it. then I slowly woke up.
Ended up being Jack again, was with a young man - tall, well dressed, black, kind of feminine. Blonde girl wasn't there. we were in a small diner. I kept thinking that the reptile thing I was earlier was in the building but I couldn't actually see it anywhere. things get hazy from there, I slowly came awake.
OTHER DREAM:
I was in san francisco. I was at a boat launch of some kind I guess. I walked past this group of children playing and this one little boy called me by name, I was surprised so I stopped to talk to him and it turned out he had been part of a program at the local rec centre in my hometown that I had been a supervisor at a few years ago (irl I really did do that, but in retrospect the kid in my dream wasn't anyone real). The boy was short, appeared to be maybe 7 or 8 years old, african-american, with very short hair. he was wearing shorts and a white shirt. Anyway after I talked to him I continued walking. I ended up inside a building, in a room that was kind of like a break room in an office, blandly decorated with big tables and lots of simple chairs and the like. in there I met up with my friends Zander and Heidi, apparently they were travelling together. (odd because they did travel together once but they were dating at the time, and they broke up over a year ago). I think I was invited to follow them but opted not to because I still had unfinished business in san fran (maybe in that building?) anyway they tried to leave but Zander kept forgetting shit there. I tried to go after him but he got mad at me and told me that a lot of what he was leaving there he just didn't want anymore :| after that all three of us ended up sitting outside together for a while, on this wall that was overlooking the water on one side and the city on the other. at some point it occurred to me that I was dreaming, but rather then turning into a dragon or doing something totally absurd like I tend to like to do when I become lucid i just ended up telling Zander "Haha, hey, I think this is a dream." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah pretty sure. hahah you should hit me so I know for sure"
He hit me on the arm and for a moment I felt it but then realized that was because I was trying to feel it, in reality I had not. I bit my lip too and didn't feel it. then I slowly woke up.