I had a very very strange dream today...
It starts off at a kindergarten of sorts where I'm either a teacher or a trainee teacher. I do not remember much of this part. The color is sort of beige-ish all along.
Then there's a part where I'm in a smaller black car with one of the children from the kindergarten and a driver and the president of the united states (not the one now but an african-american man) having a chat. He (the president) laughs a lot and hard.
Later, I wind up at a TV studio and get a script from someone in exchange for his mobile phone returned. Then there's a commercial shooting. I go up a level to arrive in a rather large room where people are watching the shoot through TV's.
*now it gets weird* I meet an old friend who's watching a TV with her boyfriend, I sit next to them and start talking. A number comes up in the conversation and I want to show two of my fingers. I show three. They remark that I showed three fingers. I try again. Again, three fingers. I look at my hand, it has six or seven fingers on it. Then I look on the two others again and look back on my hand to see that two or three little fingers replace one big finger. It looks a bit disgusting. In the end I have like two normal fingers and ten of these little ones.
I get up from the couch and the room changes into our living room. I meet another old friend who I say hi to, then go to my room.
It looks really chaotic. It has a lot of objects and clothes lying around, and looks as though it has been deserted for years. I receive a message in my head: "From these objects, gather what communism needs." (???) I soon reply in myself: "It needs the hand of the worker.." and I say two other things.
I go to the wardrobe and angrily tear off the t-shirt that is on the top of the wardrobe door. I feel I'm in sort of a rage.
I exit my room and through the kitchen approach the room where the computer is. A small corridor connects the kitchen and the computer room. In the corridor there is dark, when I get to it, a shadowy figure comes out from the computer room.
I lose my energy and fall on my knees and start to talk to it. I call him "cloaked one". While talking my eyes are closed and I see some sort of hieroglyphs, though I can't make out what it is so I can't draw it. I say, "Cloaked one, you are in all my dreams. What is it that you want?" or something like that. I get no reply.
I somehow recollect my energy and stand up. I cannot look at it somehow, because I lose my energy then. I quickly jump around him and into the computer room where I turn on the lamp. The computer room looks odd, too. The light is old yellow, there is a chair and another object on the bed. Opposite the bed there is a mirror which I approach. Looking into it, I see myself with widely open eyes, I lost some hair and have an awful face altogether. I pull the mirror out of where it is and I throw it at the floor. I walk back out.
I realize that the shadowy creature awakens from my shadow (I can see it because of the light I turned on in the room). When I walk out, it regrows, when I go back, it vanishes again. So, I get some object and quickly jump out of the room, putting the object to its (supposed) neck (it's more of a formless thing so I don't know what are its body parts) and run. Back in the kitchen, there is a long steel tube which I jump over and run outside of the house then into the air. I stay there and go ever further of the house. I hear in my head "Now I am free from another..." I wake up here.
Comments: Sound in this dream: _nothing_, and I want to point that out. Apart from the talk in my mind, there is no music, no sound effect, no ambient sounds from the part I go into my room.
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