February 05, 2026
This dream stared out on a city street. A young woman needed help with her vehicle. She felt relief when a man came to help her out. Although, it didn't go as she planned, he ended up killing her.
This is when my dream flashed away from that scene, and I ended up in a ritzy apartment. The apartment was massive. It housed many overly large rooms. Even though I didn't see anyone, I knew that a lot of kids lived there. I was sleeping in one room that had a bed that was the size of approximately six king sized beds put together. I should have been amazed at the sight, but I did not see it as anything but normal. It was the middle of the night. I was fast asleep when the kids got scared of something, and they came to my room. They wanted to bunk with me for the rest of the night. With such a massive bed, I knew that we all could sleep comfortable. I agreed that they could stay there for the rest of the night.
My dream had another flash. I didn't see him, but I knew that the killer was in the apartment. A rush of panic and fear came over me. Without warning, he came into my room. I felt a little relief when I knew that he didn't know what he had done. That he had murdered the young lady at the beginning of the dream. (At this point, the children escaped my dream as if they had never been there.) The man was large in both height and weight, and he carried a hand gun. It was tucked in his waistband in the back of his jeans. A realization came over me. He was looking for someone that thankfully wasn't me. Although, I also knew that he would do away with me if the thought crossed his mind. I managed to leave the room without him knowing, and I hid in another room. The man came into that room next, but I snuck out a different door at the same time. Another rush of fear rushed down my spine.
The door opened into a long hallway. That was where I had a vision of my childhood. I was shocked to have been shown that the killer and I had known each other when we were kids. The vision I was given helped me to realize why he had grew up to be a bad person. Although, I still knew he could be a danger to my life. I rushed away down the hallway. The farther I went, I could see that the walls were painted with images of children's toys. Tall tin men images stood larger than myself. I had the realization that the rooms had to be children's rooms. I randomly chose a room to escape into. The room I picked had two doors inside it. Both of the doors lead to the hallway I had been in. There was nobody inside. I locked the door and hoped he wouldn't come my way.
