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Battle Royale

Posted on Feb 20, 2025 at 23:27

I vaguely remember before the part of the dream I remember, i was with someone on a large property out of the way, not really country but somewhere with no one else around, I think I was there to look after the dogs they had? So i was taking them out for a walk and this person joined me, and during the walk we came to a sort of ocean pier? but the person I was with didn’t think it he water was that deep, about a meter out was a sort of seesaw just above the water, so they tried to get to it thinking the water was only a few inches deep, and when they stepped onto the seesaw they plunged into the water, and then scrambled out. The second dream I had was a dream in which me and many others made to survive a battle royals type situation, like the hunger games or a game like fortnite, I believe I was “in” the game; we were first sat at a sort of graveyard type place? I remember throughout this dream it was perpetually night, as soon as it started I ran as people were already trying to kill each other, after running through this dark graveyard, past the trees, I ran through alleyways and past houses, turning different directions so that no-one could follow me, then I came across a dirt path slightly hidden leading into a forested area, when I went up there was a trailer, I remember thinking it was lucky it was unlocked, and decided to base there, for a while i was there on this allotment in the forest with the trailer, I would go out to the yard area of this trailer and collect food? but one night? (not sure of time passing) a person had found me here at the trailer and was standing in the door, they then attacked me, as they were attacking me I saw my ‘health’ (like in a game) going down, they were attacking me with a sort of paint scraper? but I also seemed to have one of these and attacked back, we both got each other down to the final bits of our health, but luckily I won. After this I spent time in the trailer recovering my health; after this, a group of other people came, although we were the final few, they did not attack me as there were other dangers seemingly coming now, as they were looking around my trailer, small, pitch black puddles seemed to form, one of them touched the puddle and disappeared instantly, we realised we had to avoid the puddles, and they invited me to their place which was now inside the closing-in circles. I was in their house in the living room and I remember it was just a few of us survivors, we were sitting on the sofa and floor, and one person was discussing the food they had collected since we were all running low, but discussing what we had survived on, one person was showing a coconut and all of the ways the coconut could be used to make different foods, like breads and such. He was holding a coconut with a large sprout that was about a meter long that lay across the floor, he seemed to be proud to have discovered that the coconut could do this. This is where the dream cuts off.


The Cafe

Posted on Feb 18, 2025 at 21:14

I was in some sort of coffee shop or diner with two people, I'm not quite sure who they were as I can't recall, however I know that they were writing some sort of handwritten notes or letters, it might have been poetry but I can't recall. At some point on of the individuals had gotten mad at the other for writing a part of the letter in a different style of handwriting (something verbose like a different style of cursive) and it seemed to upset them, I was trying to calm the situation but wasn't sure how, then a new person arrived, I think they were Native American, I was glad because it was a distraction for the two of them so that they would stop arguing. He brought us over to a different section in the diner, almost like a gallery; in this section there were handwritten notes on the walls, like the ones the two others were writing, I believe he was showing us these/demonstrating them to us and showing us that the ones the two individuals had wrote could be put up there. I was glad the argument had stopped. This is all I remember.


17th Feb 2025

Posted on Feb 18, 2025 at 01:53

I don't remember much, only that I was in a sort of fps game, like valorant, as if it was real life, and that I was with others, although when I died in the game, I had "zoomed out" and was in a room, set up like a LAN party with others, and we were playing this game. I was on the floor with a laptop playing it. This is as much as I remember.


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