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This is the most vivid dream I've ever had. I just wonder what it is with my dreams about my brothers trying to kill me/betraying me...
In my dream I was healthy again, and a spy. I was sent back to my old security job but during the day. (do not ask me what I was supposed to be doing there..I have NO idea). Anyhow.. I was on patrol, and received a call via walkie there was an inspection group that had came in, and requested me specifically to accompany them. I noted the time (exactly 10:15 am, no idea why I remember that). On the way up to the front, I passed the guard that was supposed to be on duty at the front desk, and we had an odd exchange. In the dream the SOP was to swipe cards at a station and read off what the card said. We did that, but he read his number one off. His card said 1179663, and he read it off 1179664. I read mine off one number off also, and he nodded. (Note there was somebody with him, this is important). I marked down the time for that also (which I don't remember)
I got the call on the walkie again, only if the guy I just passed was the only other officer, then there should have been nobody up front to MAKE the call. I was now very suspicious, so I ducked into an office that I did not need to swipe to get through. I called the desk, calling the guard Dave, who I'd just passed...and he answered..I knew it could not be Dave. I now knew my cover had been blown. So I started to high tail it.
I made it outside, and out of the gate without being seen. A copter was there, and it was taking off as if in a search pattern. They were looking for me. So I continue my flight, but notice a familiar station wagon pulling out of a side gate (and this is important) that DOES NOT EXIST. In the dream it existed, and it was not weird that the side gate was there to me in the dream, but there is no gate there..unless they wanted to end up in the pond that was actually there (and absent in my dream). Anyhow..I run up to the car and how can I describe what I did. I went alongside the car from front to back 'knocking' with the palm of my hand. That got them to stop.
Inside was my brother Wayne (not the one who died of cancer, that was Joe) and another person (I never got a good look, but I think it might have been his friend Joey). He said "Haven't you ever saw a car before?! Get in." As I am getting in, the Driver gets out and heads around to the back of the car for some reason.
So I got in.
I started to tell him what was going on..and he interrupted me to say "This all happened during the training of the new guy?"
"What training? Listen, listen there was no training. It was supposed to be an inspection." I relate the entire thing, but I change the times on purpose. In stead of 10:15, I say 9:15..and the like. While I am talking I lean my head back as if tired...and when I finish I straighten up and I ask my brother "So..are you going to tell your friend to come on forward with the gun, or are we going to sit here all day?"
My brother looks shocked. "What do you mean...?"
"I mean..how would you know about the training, how would you even know I am here? My own parents don't know about this yet. Why would you mention training?"
I hear the click of a gun being cocked. "Ah there he is. Why bro? Just tell me why."
I never did learn..I woke up. Now remember I said it was vivid? I could smell the same smells I did while I was working at my security job, I choked on the dust stirred up by the helicopter..I could feel the exhaustion from running, smell the leather in the car..at the time it was very real. One of those you don't know you are dreaming until you wake up. Even though everything was not from a first person perspective, and I could see myself sometimes (like watching a movie). The heart racing, all of that I experienced as if it were really happening.
In my dream I was healthy again, and a spy. I was sent back to my old security job but during the day. (do not ask me what I was supposed to be doing there..I have NO idea). Anyhow.. I was on patrol, and received a call via walkie there was an inspection group that had came in, and requested me specifically to accompany them. I noted the time (exactly 10:15 am, no idea why I remember that). On the way up to the front, I passed the guard that was supposed to be on duty at the front desk, and we had an odd exchange. In the dream the SOP was to swipe cards at a station and read off what the card said. We did that, but he read his number one off. His card said 1179663, and he read it off 1179664. I read mine off one number off also, and he nodded. (Note there was somebody with him, this is important). I marked down the time for that also (which I don't remember)
I got the call on the walkie again, only if the guy I just passed was the only other officer, then there should have been nobody up front to MAKE the call. I was now very suspicious, so I ducked into an office that I did not need to swipe to get through. I called the desk, calling the guard Dave, who I'd just passed...and he answered..I knew it could not be Dave. I now knew my cover had been blown. So I started to high tail it.
I made it outside, and out of the gate without being seen. A copter was there, and it was taking off as if in a search pattern. They were looking for me. So I continue my flight, but notice a familiar station wagon pulling out of a side gate (and this is important) that DOES NOT EXIST. In the dream it existed, and it was not weird that the side gate was there to me in the dream, but there is no gate there..unless they wanted to end up in the pond that was actually there (and absent in my dream). Anyhow..I run up to the car and how can I describe what I did. I went alongside the car from front to back 'knocking' with the palm of my hand. That got them to stop.
Inside was my brother Wayne (not the one who died of cancer, that was Joe) and another person (I never got a good look, but I think it might have been his friend Joey). He said "Haven't you ever saw a car before?! Get in." As I am getting in, the Driver gets out and heads around to the back of the car for some reason.
So I got in.
I started to tell him what was going on..and he interrupted me to say "This all happened during the training of the new guy?"
"What training? Listen, listen there was no training. It was supposed to be an inspection." I relate the entire thing, but I change the times on purpose. In stead of 10:15, I say 9:15..and the like. While I am talking I lean my head back as if tired...and when I finish I straighten up and I ask my brother "So..are you going to tell your friend to come on forward with the gun, or are we going to sit here all day?"
My brother looks shocked. "What do you mean...?"
"I mean..how would you know about the training, how would you even know I am here? My own parents don't know about this yet. Why would you mention training?"
I hear the click of a gun being cocked. "Ah there he is. Why bro? Just tell me why."
I never did learn..I woke up. Now remember I said it was vivid? I could smell the same smells I did while I was working at my security job, I choked on the dust stirred up by the helicopter..I could feel the exhaustion from running, smell the leather in the car..at the time it was very real. One of those you don't know you are dreaming until you wake up. Even though everything was not from a first person perspective, and I could see myself sometimes (like watching a movie). The heart racing, all of that I experienced as if it were really happening.