The dream was vivid, but here’s what I remember now (later in the day):
I remember a scene where I was in a backyard with grass that was too green and I hid behind a tall hedge near a brown picket fence. There were items in the hedge – maybe including a rubber ducky or a clown mask? A sprinkler nearby started spraying water on me so, I tried moving out of the way, but it continued.
I slipped into what I’d describe a “hard drive” with a LOT of dream games. I recognized it as a popular developer’s collection and was excited to be able to access the games. I knew I could come back and play different ones! They appeared as 3D icons – one was a blue planet with yellow/green clouds.
I played a game, but I didn’t like it much.
Later, there was a scene where I was being shown around a design company’s headquarters by a woman who worked there. The place was beautiful! There was an open area in the middle of one of the floors and the wall had this awesome map design of northeast U.S. and Canada with comic-like black lines and dots. I realized it was a projection instead of a painting which they switch up with different art.
I also remembered being there before when there was a full floor. I remember seeing it collapse. I thought how they turned the hole into an architectural element was smart.
I remember being in a competitive training program of some sort and there was a character that looked like the guy who plays Agent Asher on Quantico. He was really intelligent, but an asshole. I tried to get past the asshole part, thinking it was insecurity about passing training.
He got desperate in the end and tried to sabotage me and the others by turning off the power. I remember trying to turn on lights in a place that looked like my current apartment, but they wouldn’t turn on. I didn’t want to go to the dark part of the back room to reset the circuit breakers, but knew I had to.
Like in other dreams with darkness, I found a red flashlight the moment I looked for one. However, it wasn’t very bright. It was enough to see that the character had somehow locked the back closet with a padlock.
I laughed and went back to the plastic drawers where I grabbed the flashlight. I found my lock pick tools and went back to pick the lock. It unlocked easily and I was able to access the breaker box. I turned each one off and on, not caring if the character realized I got through his lock.
He came in the room with a red solo cup with a yellow liquid that he called cough syrup. He was going to force me to overdose on it so it looked like an accident.
I spent the rest of the dream trying to convince him he wasn’t going to be cut from the program. He didn’t have to kill people to succeed. That even trying the non-violent sabotage probably made his rating increase. We needed a 7 out of 10 to pass and I kept telling him he had to have had at least an 8 or 9 and no one got 10s. I said I’d be lucky to have a 5.
I woke up to not only find that closet unlocked, but I have a bad cold and I’m coughing my head off.
I vaguely remember a scene with Charlie* and his brother, Mike* said to us, “Better to come late than never to the party.”
I don’t remember what it was related to.
* Names were changed.
I remember some scene with being in a large building with people and I was trying to tell some character why I’d be good at some job or task. He had an old phone of mine and I realized he was going to look into my claims. They were truthful, but some were iffy on the truth (kinda like saying I worked for a company for two years when really six months of that was as a contractor, but it was the same work), but I thought it shouldn’t be THAT much of an issue. I didn’t feel I needed to cover it up or that there were things to hide on my phone, so I stood by it and looked at it on the table.
Some guy to my left thought I was about to take it and delete information. He didn’t trust me. I took out my current phone (in the dream, it was some skinny thing) and started to look at my notifications. The nosy guy kept trying to see what I was typing on my phone.
I got frustrated and went to look for a restroom for privacy.
The building I was in had a neat open area in the center with plants down below and a skylight above. I went down the wrong hallway and even remember passing a fire extinguisher and a metal water fountain.
I knew where the restroom was on the third floor and realized this was the fourth floor and the building was built on a hill, so I was able to find the restroom further down the main hall.
At some point, I was trying to make my way through some area was chairs and had to move microfilm machines to get through. I saw a few rows up, there was a wide area between the chairs and some plants. I was at the last machine and too stubborn to go back and go the easy way.
I woke up.
This gave me a deja vu moment just now of a time when I had a deja vu moment and said, “This right thumb thing is going to come up again.” I think this was from some dream.
I remember playing a PS3 game with my dad and he’s less familiar with two-thumb joystick controllers than I am.
It was an online multi-player game that reminded me of Halo or Destiny. I don’t know. I remember the game started with gameplay right off the bat and I had to have my character run through some corridors to a ship that was leaving. I put some object in the ship and waited for my dad, who couldn’t figure out how to get his character out of a chair or use the right joystick. I sighed and said, “Your right thumb, Dad. Use your right thumb!!!”
On another run, my boyfriend in the dream, who was a gamer, tried to help my dad learn the controls as I tried to distract other players from killing them in the game. It was funny to watch my dad get into learning the game and my boyfriend role his eyes a lot, but obviously was having fun, too.
I remember sleep paralysis where instead of the “shadow people” a lot of people get with sleep paralysis, I got one of those “hat guys” (as I called them in the dream) that look like Men in Black. Just like that past dream, I don’t remember the man’s face and I wasn’t afraid of him, but, instead, afraid of being reprimanded for something I did wrong or something I failed to do. It’s weird.
Later, the dream changed into me being able to crouch behind something and the hat guy became some nude, super tall pink-skinned alien being. The pink skin wasn’t the weird part. It was these rainbow rays coming from his temples. It was so weird, I remember thinking, “I need to write this down!”
I remember some company bought an abandoned building in Michigan near Chicago, created a subsidiary, then used it to buy out private polling places and buildings near public polling places. I was doing an investigation for some newspaper and found out it was a major secret plan to control the communication hardware so they could replace the data coming from the machines and use hired staff to intercept the memory card and paper backups.