I was apt hunting in a strange city. I was looking for a two bedroom or larger for my sister and me. I was looking at apartments in this huge huge complex. The paperwork had been done and I was just trying to decide which apt to take when this couple walks by. The lady stops and askes the faceless manager a few questions, the man said "get out of here, run while you can. Don't stay here. Go!"
I take off running for the elevators. They were tiny cubicles painted amber and could hold 2 or 3 people. Every time I tried to enter, the doors would slam shut. A lady in one said "it's too late for you" I made it into one elevator and traveled down. The elevator opened into a huge ancient kitchen. I ran through and could see through the round windows that I was still many stories high.
I found another elevator after trying many that would allow me in. I walked out into one of the apts that I had been looking at. It was too late and I was trapped.
My sister and I lived in the apt, we were not allowed to leave. The apts were actually a cruise ship. My sister had a lover who would sneak in to visit her. He was a handsome dark man. The apt did not like him because he was from the outside.
We were at the pool getting ready to make a run for it. Down the gangplank my sister's lover had a 1970s huge black car. We were going to make it to the car. We were standing beside the pool waiting until most people were busy, when a cable slithered out and grabbed the man"s leg and pulled him into the pool. The pool began to drain and there was a car inside the pool. The man was pulled to the deep end of the pool and the car rolled backwards and crushed him. I was screaming.
Next thing I knew I was alone on deck watching the carnage in the pool when the apartment police arrived. I was arrested for draining the pool. My sister had taken off running and made it to the car while I had been watching the horrors.
I was locked in a tiny room and told I would be living there for the rest of my life. It was like a jail cell except it was very dark. I lay down.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
I was at work in a large building filled with rows of computers. I was assigned to a 4th floor computer. I walked to the back of the building which was open to the street. There was another building beside it that was about 100 floors high. It looked like an old slum type apt building. There were different colors of floors, mine was a turquoise floor. I had to climb up the side of the building using foot and handholds in the cracks in the concrete. There was a key type concrete bar sticking out. It was locked. I was angry, the floor was locked. I knew it was a coworker who was angry at me that locked me out of the floor. I climbed down and went back into the large building, it was now full of rooms like a school. I went into one and sat at a table with more people. Someone came up and put a large bag of weird food on the table. There were alfalafa cube munchies, red blood chews, living purple worms, and other disgusting munchies. I offered it to my tablemates. They were happy and started eating. I left the room and left the building. The skyscraper was no longer there, I was standing by the ocean watching to pirate type sailing ships battle in the ocean.