Dream one:
I dreamt of a blond guy with light brown eyes talking to me. He was competing in a game and with another guy to his right. They were on top of a bulls-eye target of red and white and with a diameter no larger than the length of one person and kicking around a puck to gain points while on their sides.
The guy won the competition and saw me standing there looking at him from his eight o’clock position. He came over and propped himself on his right side and continued to talk about different topics. All I notice were his full lips and light brown eyes. He had to return to his game as I stood in approximately the same position. Other people were there and I didn’t want to ask his name in public. So I left.
Second dream:
I then dreamt of wandering around in this school. There were lots of people as I tried to make my way out of the game, through the countless corridors and to the concert. I even tried driving over but encountered a traffic jam that was already forming in the highway. I thought to myself why I drove when the concert felt like it was part of the school I had left earlier.
I dreamt of walking by foot in order to gain some more time because I was already late for the concert. I navigated through the place by gauging the sound of where there we lots of people and found a long line of people going indoors and upstairs to see a concert. The outdoors appeared bluish to purplish and probably at twilight before nightfall.
In another room, there were other people crowded in line. They were fighting among themselves too. I saw one guy from the right side of the crowd point downward to a person to a person behind him.
The same black couple and they were both fighting, too. The black guy was too my right while I sat listening off to the corner in the left part of my dream. I see the people in front and to the right of me listening to his story of how they fought. He demonstrated how a bat was swung and used to fight.
I then talked to him about different possibilities. I recall mentioning later on that perhaps there were ‘bad’ aliens trying to get rid of the ‘good’ people so these aliens could control the remaining ‘bad’ people. His demeanor changed as he believed this story more than his versions earlier.
After mentioning this to him, he started to have shortness of breath, which he held for awhile. At the same time, his noticeable swollen belly was aching at the same time. He held his belly with his left hand while my right hand was supporting his upper back. My hand held this elastic white band over his belly while I chanted words of ‘leave’ and ‘remove’.
Whatever left him slowly came out and was directed out to the clear window to our left. I awoke around 06:35AM.
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