Understand My Dreams

Dreams assassin

Last night I dreamt that I was an investment real estate agent going to look at a huge apartment complex for my client. There were two other co-workers with me, each with their own client. The apartment complex was facing south east, had many doors and french windows with many floors and appeared empty and was beautiful. We entered the building and each went into separate elevators. One of my co-workers went on the 10th floor, and I went on the 6th. On the 6th floor, was a huge office with many workers. Walking along the hallways, I saw my client who greeted me warmly and informed me that he already owned the building and that he just wanted me to come here. Then I went back to the elevators and decided to go to the floor one of my co-worker went to before I left. On the 10th floor were huge men and women clothed in futuristic armor. They were all assassins. In an attempt to not be seen, I hurriedly entered one of the apartments. The apartment I entered was a studio where a female assassin was sleeping. It was a huge studio. This apartment was on the other side of the building where you could not see from the entrance. This apartment wall had huge glass windows overlooking a city. The assassin was sleeping to the left and a little kitchenette with a small balcony all with glass was to the right. I entered the kitchenette quietly, afraid to awake the assassin. Then my husband and daughter appeared in the kitchenette with me and one of the assassins (predator looking) broke in through the huge glass window in the kitchenette and took my daughter. Immediately after he took my daughter, a fire breathing dragon took my daughter and seated her on one of the huge spikes on it's back and breathed fire on the assassin, scaring him away. The female assassin woke and started to protect us until other assassins came and did a surgery on my husband, giving him two dicks and many balls (????). Then I woke up.

For some reason I was murdering someone Not really like murder, but like an assassination And it went bad Bunch of police, running into the woods And I jump into a concrete ditch See a bunch of cars flying past me going fast for some reason Then see a tidal wave coming that direction Find a way to barricade myself into a room, with like minimal supplies Fast forward three months Water level has decreased but there were creatures from the mist all around us Kinda They were freakier though Rush into the sewers We had a sort of commune thing going But we heard scuttling from outside the stone walls And sure enough, bug like creatures coming for us Go outside, world is absolutely destroyed No trees Nothing All washed away. A bunch of people died.

I was Queen Elizabeth's long lost daughter whom she gave up for adoption. And I was a journalist. And I visited her. And she pretended she was happy to see me an speak to me and get to know me. (BTW, I had to get my hair cut short and dress like a boy to actually get in because apparently The Buckingham Palace don't allow women to enter.) The reason I know she 'pretended' to like me was because I overheard her make a call to some assassins. She was scared I would write an article about being her daughter and wanted to get rid of me.

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