Okay Deedee03. I remember a very strange dream I had but never quite understood the meaning of. Ill try to explain it as detailed as possible:
Im at somekind of music festival with 3 of my friends. I see alot of people wearing these phantom of the opera masks. I decided to go to a nearby merchandise stand to buy some. They come in packs of three but when I opened up mine it had 5 in it.
All of a sudden, im in the living room of my appartment. Its night, and blue moonlight shines in. I try to walk to the window, but I notice im moving in slowmotion. When I finally reach the window and look outside, I see a fat man with a bare torso standing on the other side of the street. He's yelling and tugging the arm on another man lying motionless on the sidewalk. theres a tent near them. Theres people looking at them from their windows in the appartment building across the street as well. One window was open and 3 people were leaning out talking to the fat man.
Suddenly, im standing outside, in front of my appartment buildings entrance. I see the fat man across the street body slamming several windows. They didnt break, he also seems injured. I turn around to go back inside, but when I do, I realize all the windows on the ground floor have blood stains on them. The fat man mustve bodyslammed the windows on my side as well.
I go back inside and up the stair case. Theres a trail of blood drops on the stairs, and im starting to get worry about my appartment. (I live on the top floor of a 3 story building) I go up the steps following the trail and find the door of my lowest neighbour opened, with a puddle of blood in front of it. I look inside from the staircase and notice the layout of his appartment is different, im looking straight into a bedroom, like a hotel room. The bed is covered in blood, but strangely, it doesnt shock me. As if I saw it before.
I climb further up the steps and stand in front of my downstairs neighbours opened door with another puddle of blood. His appartment has the same layout as the previous one but its clean. I see my neighbour standing there motionless with his back turned to me, and I feel frightened all of a sudden. Like im glad he doesnt know im there. I had the feeling he had something to do with the blood on the bed. I quickly head upstairs, following the trail.
When i reach my own front door, im relieved to see theres no blood anywhere. then I woke up.
Im at somekind of music festival with 3 of my friends. I see alot of people wearing these phantom of the opera masks. I decided to go to a nearby merchandise stand to buy some. They come in packs of three but when I opened up mine it had 5 in it.
All of a sudden, im in the living room of my appartment. Its night, and blue moonlight shines in. I try to walk to the window, but I notice im moving in slowmotion. When I finally reach the window and look outside, I see a fat man with a bare torso standing on the other side of the street. He's yelling and tugging the arm on another man lying motionless on the sidewalk. theres a tent near them. Theres people looking at them from their windows in the appartment building across the street as well. One window was open and 3 people were leaning out talking to the fat man.
Suddenly, im standing outside, in front of my appartment buildings entrance. I see the fat man across the street body slamming several windows. They didnt break, he also seems injured. I turn around to go back inside, but when I do, I realize all the windows on the ground floor have blood stains on them. The fat man mustve bodyslammed the windows on my side as well.
I go back inside and up the stair case. Theres a trail of blood drops on the stairs, and im starting to get worry about my appartment. (I live on the top floor of a 3 story building) I go up the steps following the trail and find the door of my lowest neighbour opened, with a puddle of blood in front of it. I look inside from the staircase and notice the layout of his appartment is different, im looking straight into a bedroom, like a hotel room. The bed is covered in blood, but strangely, it doesnt shock me. As if I saw it before.
I climb further up the steps and stand in front of my downstairs neighbours opened door with another puddle of blood. His appartment has the same layout as the previous one but its clean. I see my neighbour standing there motionless with his back turned to me, and I feel frightened all of a sudden. Like im glad he doesnt know im there. I had the feeling he had something to do with the blood on the bed. I quickly head upstairs, following the trail.
When i reach my own front door, im relieved to see theres no blood anywhere. then I woke up.
