I went to go visit one of my old coworkers at my old job and when I saw my old boss. She was happy to see me because I had apparently visited before and already apologized and she had forgiven me. She wanted to give me a tour of her warehouse and show me what she was up to since I had left. The first thing I noticed was there were about 20 people working in the back. She excitedly told me that she had found enough work for her packers to do (which in essence is what I was) and was showing some of the new stuff that she was selling. I then had the chance to talk to some of the employees that I already knew (cousins and people I knew from high school). One of my cousins told me he was working in marketing and another told me that she was a packer assistant. It worried me that there was enough people working there that she had to find work for her packers to do and that her packers had assistants. I then went to a work party and there was over 50 people there.
Was at a house and the cops came a young man was selling drugs there was a little white girl that I picked up and ran away with along with another woman to another house and ended up in a warehouse full of clothes while the guy that was helping me was masturbating behind the clothes
Was at a house and the cops came a kid was selling pills there was a little white girl that I picked up and ran away with along with another woman to another house and ended up in a warehouse full of clothes while the guy that was helping me was masturbating behind the clothes
Was at a house that got raided a kid was selling pills there was a little white girl that I picked up and ran away with along with another woman to another house and ended up in a warehouse full of clothes while the guy that was helping me was masturbating behind the clothes
Was at a house that got raided a kid was selling pills there was a little blond girl that I picked up and ran away with along with another woman to another house and ended up in a warehouse full of clothes while the guy that was helping me was masturbating behind the clothes
Warehouse
I once had this reoccurring dream that I would have about twice a month. The setting of the dream was in some warehouse or manufacturing factory. In this factory there were belts that were elevated and looked kind of like smooth escalators. No in the dreams I was always challenged to climb these conveyor belts to the top, the trick is they were moving down as I was trying to move up. This wouldn’t be that much of a problem because they didn’t move that fast maybe a little slower than a walking pace, except gravity felt like it was four to five times its natural strength. It took all I had to not collapse to the ground not to mention walking to be super difficult. Now there was not villain or person chasing me but some man always shrouded challenging me to ascend the conveyor belt. I would try and try and try but I have to this day never once made it to the top.
Was at a house and the cops came a kid was selling drugs there was a little white girl that I picked up and ran away with along with another woman to another house and ended up in a warehouse full of clothes while the guy that was helping me was masturbating behind the clothes
I was at my work, which is a daycare and I went to go get something out of the arts and crafts room. But when I went into the room it was completely dark and for some reason I just realized I wasn't in the arts and crafts room even thought clearly opened the door for the arts and crafts room. Then all of the sudden I heard a little girls voice saying " you're not suppose to be here." But I didn't see her. Somehow I knew what this girl looked like in my mind though. So I walk out of the room and I'm no longer in the daycare. I'm in this dark hallway that looks like maybe it belongs in an abandoned warehouse or maybe some sort of old abandoned underground building. I start walking down this hallway and all of the sudden I'm in my aunts house. Then the lights go out and it's completely dark except for a little moonlight coming through the windows. I started screaming at the top of my lungs because somehow I knew something was about to come out and hurt me and for some reason I just knew it was going to be that little girl. Then I woke up.
I dreamed a woman I know drove a large, older model brown Cadillac into a warehouse, and said "we have to get these unloaded". Inside, there were boxes of books. As I took out the boxes, one of the books fell to the floor. I picked it up, and saw the pages were blank. All the books were blank. I woke up before I could ask her about it.