Last night, I slept well
for the first time since school began. And I had a
very weird dream. I
remember it a little bit, but some parts of the dream weren't so
clear.
I went to
sleep relatively
early, and I was sleeping
very well. Closer to the morning, I started
dreaming about real life. This dream seemed
very realistic, as are
almost all of my dreams. The dream was
quite long.
Here goes:
The
first thing I remember, is
me being in
school. The classroom and
everything looked kind of
blurry and
unusual,
but it was
realistic. I saw the dream in
full colour, and the people were all
real.
Suddenly, an announcement came on the P.A.
Someone was looking for me. I was near the
door of the
classroom when I heard that, and I saw some
tough guys passing by and talking. From the
conversation, I concluded that I am in
big, big trouble. They wanted,
more or less, to
kill me. I was
screwing around for a couple of minutes, and then I
finally realized that I should leave the classroom.
So I did (I
don't remember how, I just remember that I left it).
Then, I heard
gun fire and I
carefully went back to see
what was wrong. I noticed that
a lot of people were
dead. I don't actually remember the
bodies, but I knew that they were
dead.
Among the
dead, there were
several teachers, and quite a lot of students. The so called '
tough guys' simply did a
mass attack on the
classroom. By then, I actually realized that it was the perfect time to
get the fuck out of there, as far and
as soon as possible. I had some
cash on me, but I also borrowed $30 from my
friend Kirill.
I got out of the school, and started heading
towards the
bus stop. I met one of my friends
Lev (not
necromancer), who was on his way to
school (he was
late). He asked me
where the hell I was going, and just then a
limousine drove up. The driver was
some mafia guy, and he told both of us to
get in the car. Now, this part was
interesting and quite
unusual for a
dream: The guy started looking up
something on his
laptop, and after a while, he
concluded that there has been some
mistake - they were looking for
Lev, and they
accidently wrote me up in their list. I asked, "
How did that happen?". He answered, "I guess I
clicked in the wrong place." (
Weird dream, isn't it? But it makes some sense - the first two letters of our last names are the same.) I started
swearing constantly, blaming them for what happened (I must have been kind of
brave in the dream, to
swear a mafia guy off...), and he told me to
stay in the car, explaining that I
wasn't safe yet.
Even though we haven't drove
too far, the place we stopped at was
completely unfamiliar. It was some kind of a
wasteland with many
warehouses. The warehouses were
big and
white, and they looked pretty
advanced. We
entered one of the warehouses, and
stayed there for a while. After a
long conversation, that I do not remember very well, I concluded
the following: They were looking for Lev because
he was involved with them one way or another, but they didn't want to
kill him. Also, I found out that the guys who wanted to
kill me weren't the ones in those warehouses. It was
another mafia, who thought that the '
warehouse guys' were using a
doubled person for operations (both mafias mixed me and Lev up, and
thought we were the same person).
After
the conversation, they sent me
back to the school, to find out exactly
who were the guys that wanted me dead. I don't know why they
wouldn't just go themselves, or
send one of their men, but I did
have to go there. It was
very unpleasant to think of going to a place where you're
wanted dead. I went back to school,
trying my best not to be
noticed. I found out that
the tough guys weren't in the school
anymore, and that there was an
investigation about the
classroom's
casualties going on. I went back to the
mafia's
warehouse, and reported
what I saw. They told me to
stay in the warehouse, and promised to
take care of this. Then,
they left.
I woke up. The dream
ran through my head, and I
wrote it down. This was one of the
weirdest dreams I
ever had.