Come, peek into my subconscious when I am fast asleep.
Some entries are scribbles written while in a sleepy haze, others are more fleshed out.
I am too brain fogged to focus on grammar/spelling etc. I did my best
Went shopping in a familar place in my dream world. At this point, it was the third or fourth time there. I found dead stock of life sized Bratz dolls that cost over $300 and bought them before someone else ran to the aisle. They couldn't accept that I saw it before them and started to get aggressive.
I don't think I was on Earth. The sky was orange and empty aside from few and far between purple clouds. The
ground was sandy with a reddish brown tint to it. I hugged myself to keep warm whilst gusts of wind blew
dust and debris into my face, and the party that accompanied me. Naturally, the confusion was twofold:
"Where am I? And who are these people?". They seemed to know each other and obviously knew me, or else they
would have confronted me as a stranger. I could hear their banter carried by the wind but disperse before I
could make out the words.
I was walking the farthest ahead trusting my feet to lead me in the direction where we wouldn't succumb to
starvation or the elements. Hostile creatures or other humans weren't on my mind. The land seemed endless
until we came across ruin. Long abandoned from it's original purpose, likely occupied by squatters or
whatever nature there is to reclaim it.
The building was large with a white and black color scheme. I was enamored by the endless glass windows
lining the plastic like architecture. I had never seen a building that huge. My hair stood on end, I felt
dizzy, and experienced an overwhelming sense of insignificance, then my vision turned blurry.
My surroundings looked unfamiliar and my feet were not touching the ground. I was airborne. Two people came
into my view when I looked below me. There was no reaction when I called out to the multiple times asking
what was going on. The realization dawned on me- I wasn't airborne, I was spectating them. In fact, my feet
weren't touching the ground
because I had no feet to touch the ground. I no longer had a physical form.
I then noticed there weren't two people walking. A woman recognizable from my party was walking with a
robot. Judging by their conversation, it was not the
same day I felt dizzy. It may not have been the same week. One quick look around and I noticed we
were in the large ruins we discovered. There were no signs of the others. Upon closer
inspection, the woman and the robot weren't talking, they were arguing.
She was asking for him to come back to the camp with her. A sigh of relief slipped out, knowing everyone
else was safe. It was apparent that other party members weren’t interested in having an outsider join them,
but she was persistent about convincing the robot to come along anyway.
Eventually they returned to the camp situated within a courtyard. Makeshift gates and fences were placed
along the perimeter.
The spectating view shifted to my original body which must have been on auto pilot or else they would have
notice something was off. There I saw them coming back in the distance, when I had just been floating above
them. The woman’s arm was stretched out, frantically waving with a grin on her face, along with the robot
timidly walking at her side. Half of his body hidden behind hers. The facial expressions of the party
members slowly turned grim one by one as they realized she was back, with an outsider.
CW: Death/Injury
Was at the top of a weather tower and watched somene get blown off of it. Despite that, I climbed to the top
with a group of people and also
fell to the ground, only left with slits on my fingers. A girl who was with me fell and her legs snapped in
half.
I went to tell her mom about the fall, but the girl was standing next to her in ghost form. She
realized she was ghost and tried to kill us for not saving her.
[ Time skip ].
After investigating the deaths, we learned people went up to the top of the tower in
a trance because beautiful fractal images were in the sky.
They wanted to take pictures and watch the colors change, then some fell to their deaths.
Girl the size of a doll. She does not know she is human. She keeps thinking she is in the delivery room getting patched together before being taken home to her parents. There is a dog/pony hybrid in the house. Girl has brown skin, two braids, red dress and red shoes. Pet is thigh height. Hybrid has hoofs on their front legs, paws in the back. Docile. Black fur dark mane. House is haunted. Mother is bed ridden in a canopy bed. She is the one who told me her daughter doesn't know she alive and a human.I don't know her name. When I interact with her daughter, she seems to revert from thinking she is a doll to speaking with me like a regular person. A lot of bacon in this dream, the butler brought in large black bags of it.