Karlla
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I had this dream about two days ago.
I participated in an event of sorts that I don't remember, now I enter a room. There are tables lined up to my right. People are queuing, a man greets them. I go past the people into the room. I'm not a member of this community, and people eye me suspiciously but no one says anything. The community is religious, Muslim or Jewish maybe, or could be something different, but I'm getting oriental vibes. I wear a scarf on my head like all the other women.
The room is laid out with handmade carpets. I walk through the room and images come to me. There's blood on the floor, not sure if I'm the only one who can see it. A woman has given birth in this room. Later she was dragged and than beaten to death. She was also chopped to pieces.
I ask the man who greeted everyone where her remains are. He doesn't want to reply, but I pressure him and he finally reveals that her remains are strewn and hidden all over the place. He moves a piece of furniture and behind it I find a piece of her flesh. I lift a carpet and there's another piece of her underneath. I look around to find more pieces.
I walk down a hallway and pass a room full of people, some or all of them are women, the door is wide open. Far in the back is a woman, I notice her jet-black hair and her piercing gaze. She stares at me with disdain.
I come back later from a different direction, passing that same room. The woman is sitting next to her husband now. People are talking. The woman is prompted to do something, but I don't recall what. She gets up, saying she needed to fetch something. She goes to the first room and is trying to find some pieces of the dead woman's flesh, but since I collected all the pieces already, she can't find any. She's not pleased.
This is as far as I recall the dream
I participated in an event of sorts that I don't remember, now I enter a room. There are tables lined up to my right. People are queuing, a man greets them. I go past the people into the room. I'm not a member of this community, and people eye me suspiciously but no one says anything. The community is religious, Muslim or Jewish maybe, or could be something different, but I'm getting oriental vibes. I wear a scarf on my head like all the other women.
The room is laid out with handmade carpets. I walk through the room and images come to me. There's blood on the floor, not sure if I'm the only one who can see it. A woman has given birth in this room. Later she was dragged and than beaten to death. She was also chopped to pieces.
I ask the man who greeted everyone where her remains are. He doesn't want to reply, but I pressure him and he finally reveals that her remains are strewn and hidden all over the place. He moves a piece of furniture and behind it I find a piece of her flesh. I lift a carpet and there's another piece of her underneath. I look around to find more pieces.
I walk down a hallway and pass a room full of people, some or all of them are women, the door is wide open. Far in the back is a woman, I notice her jet-black hair and her piercing gaze. She stares at me with disdain.
I come back later from a different direction, passing that same room. The woman is sitting next to her husband now. People are talking. The woman is prompted to do something, but I don't recall what. She gets up, saying she needed to fetch something. She goes to the first room and is trying to find some pieces of the dead woman's flesh, but since I collected all the pieces already, she can't find any. She's not pleased.
This is as far as I recall the dream