I am driving a white car. there is a cat and a dog in the car with me that I care for very much. i turn down a road but for some reason i could not take that road, i backed up and drivers back wheel is stuck in mud and spinning. I backed up a little more and now the car is in water and its sinking and filling up. i cannot open the door or window or moon roof. i know i cannot save the animals or myself i know we al are going to die. .what seems to be the next seen I am crossing a bridge w my sister. my car can be seen from there, its still under water. a group of people jogging pass my sister and I a man i do not know asks me about the car.
I only remember there was an ancient Indian ceremony and they said the way to heaven is going to show to true believers and the sky turned purple and the stars aligned together leading a purple line path to heaven but when I realized my kids where at home I left to go get them with there father so we can go to follow the line but when I went back there was fire and chaos within the worldly people and I had to save my husband from satanic police killers and we was running from them I kept praying and praying and I was trying to get them all out.. it was scary to think of heaven and earth and he'll at the same time in my dream... Then I appeared with old loves from Jr. High and then someone else and other members in a graduation party with alcohol and I wanted to give them my speech and tell them about the beginning of my dream only that I was still dreaming and I started crying and only some believed me and some didn't which I wasn't fully happy then I remembered these guy isn't my love.. My true love was the one I was trying to save in the beginning... I still kept praying.. I woke up worried for my kids self and world and true love and I also woke up scared of God and Jesus as to what they will say or if they will abandone me and my family here and the ones who are not evil on earth..
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The first part of my dream went like this. I was a sheriff's deputy driving on a dirt road when suddenly I stopped at a train yard, just outside the main entrance of it which was closed off by a wire gate. To my right were three sandstone pillars with small squares set into them. When I looked at them four chuckles appeared inside the circles as if some invisible hand was drawing them. Out of nowhere a car I recognized but couldn't remember where it was from blasted through the gate and hit a red train car from the side. I don't know why but I got this extremely hostile feeling and I drove up and rammed the other car from behind, trapping the driver there. A few moments of us playing reverse tug of war and suddenly the train car tips over and completely crushes the other car, a pool of blood appearing beneath the driver side. There was a small window near the top of the train car where many people's hands were trying to reach out. Their hands were gray and dirty in color. The very next thing I remember was now I was a German Shepherd with an injured front leg. The only reason I know that is because as the German Shepard half of my experience was in third person and the other half was first person. My experience as a cop was all first person. Anyway, three really dirty, gray skinned men show up. Im still in the train yard, just inside of some sort of two story warehouse. The outside was made out of some rusting sheet metal while the inside rooms and floors were made out of what looked like fresh plywood. The three men are pushing and shoving their way up some stairs frantically, and I follow them with my injured leg. They mention something about staying in the light or "they'll" get you, so I decided to take that advice to heart even though they weren't even talking to me. There were small lit candles just up the stairs that surprisingly illuminated about a meter's worth of space very brightly. The three men disappeared or simply went out of sight while I went towards the candles. By now I'm in one corner of the warehouse. To my right I'm looking inwards towards an empty room with a candle that's illuminating it entirely and I suddenly feel freezing cold. I bolt into that room as fast as I can and huddle into a corner. Just as I turn back around I see a long, scrawny hand and arm laying just outside my room, followed by a huge, dense cloud of fog. I'm in a third person view right now, and can see hundreds of similar hands, each with long needle like claws protruding from the finger tips. I start panicking and then I wake up.
Dream Session November 8th 2017
Reversed order of a session with James? This one will be a hard one to write, but I will do my best to organize.
First Section: I was soaked or have been. My thoughts focusing on maybe perhaps I had fallen into Toluca Lake? It was uncertain. James telling me I needed rest.
Second Section: I woke kidnapped. Tied up. I could see a man, unknown to me. What was he? I pieced together he was an enemy of sorts. He had been "tough". Taunting James; whom was tied up himself. Locked away in a shed near where I was laying.
The man had grabbed me. James yelling something at him only to get the response: "Mr. Sunderland. Oh Mr. Sunderland. You will soon see I am not after you."
James had continued screaming through anger. The man whom had me as a hostage peered inside the shed James was locked in, staring at James between the wooden planks. His laughing. I could feel not only my skin crawl, but James' as well.
This distorted man whom James directed his anger to: Who was he? A Cultist of Silent Hill? What did I do to piss off someone like that? From clear indication. This guy didn't want to keep me alive.
James was struggling to escape his position. Tied and handcuffed. He seemed to be thinking more clearly than myself. How badly was I beaten?
Third Section: We're at Jack's Inn. Time lapse? We escaped? Was it all a dream? Confusion and disoriented. I found James sitting at the small desk writing down, perhaps recent series of events. It seemed like he was in his own thoughts.
"You all right?" James breaking away from his writing, realizing I was conscious. Was it really all a nightmare? "You should rest."
We were safe. So what's the deal? If what I experienced wasn't a nightmare? Did I almost drown? Was I almost murdered? "Crash" isn't saying anything. Should I be worried? I should observe Crash's face. That would have given me a more solid answer.
What about our wrists? I could have examined his wrists or even mine. Markings. Anything. If any of this infact was true. That means James and I aren't alone in Silent Hill.
If this is infact true: We aren't safe in Silent Hill.
James.
The dream/metaphysical experience I had while trying to process all this has been beyond my own comprehension. Whoever that man was whom perhaps used either of us as bait; it's unclear as of right now. What his motives were.
It's a troubling thought either of us were being hunted.
Regardless. Thank you. As I was being drown by that monster. I couldn't process my thoughts and yet even still I am in awe. I should out right say what's on my mind.
Thank you for saving me. I couldn't fight back. Yet as you freed yourself; your immediate goal was to save me without a second thought.
I don't know what else to say at this moment.
You had to be with a mother figure or an item that showed you were a child in order to live. You were trapped in a nursing home type place and phones were not usable. You couldn’t escape. I went to a play that they held there at this hospital and pretended to be an extra in it, and attempted escape but was brought back. Then the woman told me I was the sacred deer. She then made me watch an amputation of a woman’s legs and I was shut back in the big room with everyone. If the bells rang and you were not with your mother or an item that showed your innocence you were killed.
At the beginning, it showed 2 male adults. It was nighttime and the 2 men were walking toward this tree. They look up and see this squirrel. But something is weird about it. It seems to be glowing. THen they hear a noise. They look up and see a figure looking at them. It starts walking and getting closer. Now it is just a few feet away. It looks at them and smiles an awful smile. Then it screams. It raises a knife. The dream then shifts to another scene. A man is quickly walking away from reporters. He walks into this huge mansion that has a tree with a squirrel in it in the front yard. When he walks in he finds a woman. One who he doesn't know. "Who are you?" the man asks. The police sent me to watch over you she said. Great, that's all I need is a babysitter watching over me he said. John those files came in that you wanted his assistant said. Her name was Nicky. Great, did you know this woman was here? he asked. Yeah, but I thought you did too. The scene then shifts to Nicky sobbing and saying I'm sorry! I didn't mean or want to do it! It was the devils doing I tell you! she says! Now he's going to kill us! he's going to kill you! She says. Then the dream ends.
I don’t know any Finnish, but it’s considered in the same language family as Hungarian and I found a bunch of common words there, even though it’s not related to Indo-European languages. You may find some of these words fit in Finnish too.
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I am driving a white car. there is a cat and a dog in the car with me that I care for very much. i turn down a road but for some reason i could not take that road, i backed up and drivers back wheel is stuck in mud and spinning. I backed up a little more and now the car is in water and its sinking and filling up. i cannot open the door or window or moon roof. i know i cannot save the animals or myself.what seems to be the next seen I am crossing a bridge w my sister. my car can be seen from there, its still under water. a group of people jogging pass my sister and I a man i do not know asks me about the car.
I had a dream I was an attorney representing a femal guilty client who murdered another girl she met at a truck stop. She tried to take a plea deal but it fell through so it had to go to trail. I new she was guilty but was in charge of trying to find information that would prove her innocent. I kept having to carry around actual dog poop as it was her evidence. The girl she murdered was a girl she was having sex with. Not sure it matters but the plaintiff was a beautiful black woman and she had a large family who believed her to be innocent.
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