So me and maybe...5 other people of varying ages are kidnapped with 4 being male and only two being female. The kidnapper threw us in a metal cargo storage box, or maybe it was something off of an 18 wheeler. I do know that it was a dull green and that it was freaking cold in the winter. We had no food, no one trusted each other and one guy was a drug addict having a withdrawal. Strangely the youngest woman stayed rather close to him. Anyways one day the door opens and he leads us out, gruffly. I can't remember walking into it but we are all in a minivan now. Just the prisoners not the kidnapper, instead is rather cheerful and homey looking wife is at the wheel. Just imagine the perfect american Grandma and you got her summed up. When we get out of the van I notice some acne plagued teenagers doing some kind of tour which for a moment I think it's a high school until I realized all the middle schoolers here are there for orientation for their new school.
The place is nice, new and kind of reminiscent of a water park with all the flowing fountains about and shining sun. We get to the main entrance and I immediately recognize the architecture to match that of my middle school. I keep quiet expecting to see a labyrinth when walking in. Instead the inside of the school matched the design of a school I made up during another dream involving a secret mission I took part of when I had clairvoyance. Here's the layout
Seeing this freaks me out, and alerts me to the fact that I am dreaming. A haze enters my mind, the next thing I know we are in front of two elevators. Supposedly the same school as the architecture is the same but only one elevator is open. I feel fearful of it, at some point I see dripping black numbers painted on it (996). Everyone sees this but Sean, a black coworker of mine in real life, is inexplicably drawn to it like he's hypnotized. I try to push him back but he continues walking as if my resistance isn't there as all. My feet reach the metal part of the floor dividing the elevator from the rest of the room. I'm almost in panic, but shoving it down as I know it won't help me. It seems futile but at the last moment "Adam" (that druggie I mentioned earlier. He's Caucasian with red/blond hair and chubby) brushes past us and sacrifices himself in the elevator. Multiple "No!" rings around the room as the door closes quickly while the elevator is already descending....
Mysteriously as if in black smoke we find him in that room behind some stacked UPS boxes lying face down. parts of his skin that are exposed to our view looks red everyone gathers gingerly touching him and trying to turn him. Wondering if he is dead, for some reason I see a "premonition" of him getting up and biting like a zombie, suddenly with pastel green skin. It comes as a realization to me that this is my dream (like in the movie Inception). Using my mind I create a cloud of stars imbued with the holy element as a weapon ready to attack. My fear isn't realized but suddenly an ungodly woman's scream is heard. I turn. The room is gone, turned to rubble as a red desert lies before me contrasting with a light blue sky fitting a winter morning. I see my kidnapper there and he's holding his wife down by the hair. She's crying out for mercy as he holds his dagger menacingly. His daughter about 20 is also there staring him down angrily....
The End
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