Tuesday, 28 December 2021

A sharp exit

 From what I remember of this dream, it started with me at some kind of party  I was sitting on a bed with a girl who seemed like she fancied me.  She was sitting beside me and kept on inching ever closer.  There were also other people in the room with us along with a TV that was showing a movie.

As the girl moved closer, a guy across the room said something to me that I can't remember and I responded by joking about letting the girl fall off the bed which she didn't appreciate at all and then did  a complete 180 on me.  I tried to reassure her that it was joking to no avail, and then she left the room and eventually the party.

Later, her friends convinced me to continue pursuing her and that she was bound to calm down sooner or later, so I left the part to go and look for her only to return unsuccessful.  Some time after that and towards the end of the party, two guys showed up (one black an one white guy) saying they wanted to speak to me.  They said they were friends with this girl and she'd told them I'd stalked and assaulted her.   They also told me that "it is in all the papers and everybody knows what you did".  They refused to listen when I told them she was making false accusations and insisted that if I had to come outside with them now, so I told them I would, but needed to do something first.

I then put my hands in the air and made a circular motion that rewound time back to when I was on the bed with the girl.  This time, instead of sitting with her, I immediately got up and went to the other room to get away from her, knowing what she would later do.  I then noticed her following me to get my attention but I wanted nothing more to do with her and eventually ran out of the party.  As she pursued, I turned into vapour and floated away until I found myself in another dimension.

This new dimension resembled a steampunk setting from a video game (think Dishonored), where everything was muted, foggy and dark, with lots of greys and gunmetal blues.  I continued floating in vapour form until I reached a steampunk styled train station and asked the conductor for the next train to "the city".  He pointed me in the right direction and I got on the train which then started to move.  The dream ended here.

This is one of many dreams where I've rewound time to get out of a sticky situation, but I have no idea why I dreamt of this particular scenario as it bares absolutely no resemblance to anything that's happened recently.

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