Prior to Dream: I did my December 2016 tarot readings for all signs on YouTube so I had tapped into Spirit earlier on Saturday….otherwise, pretty relaxing day.
Date: Early Sunday, 11/27/2016
Time: approximately 12:30 am
I am in some type of non-residential building with people I do not know. This time I am in the dream (not an observer) because I ask someone for a flashlight and they give it to me, however I do not know if I am me or someone else. I seemed to be surrounded by black people, and I know I am close to my home, however they could have been Africans. I am the same age as I am now, and EVERYBODY had a gun! This last fact was not odd in the dream, but it would be odd for my actual home.
We are running away from someone who has threatened to capture us, however we know that these people are looking for the noninfirm…only people who are healthy. Everyone has guns….shot guns, rifles, other types of long-barreled guns. We know that if captured, things would be awful so about 70% of the people began shooting themselves to become injured on purpose, thinking they can run injured and if caught, be overlooked. They were NOT trying to kill themselves.
I get the impression that we are running away from people who have taken over our city. They are assessing damages and taking healthy captives. A young, black woman with long hair (that I considered to be a weave) and her male companion ran past me crying before they fell out. She was in a lot of pain because she had shot herself, but did not realize she would be in so much pain and lose so much blood. She looked like a modern-day Nigerian, which is why I felt I was not in America.
As the rest of us ran, we got to the back corridor of the building we were in — many had fainted or died from loss of blood as a result of their self-inflicted gunshot wounds.
That’s when I asked for a flashlight because I did not want to step on or be grabbed by anyone. There were children there who seemed to be more in control than the adults and one of them brought me a cellphone with the flashlight on. As I type this, I never tried to use the phone to call for help because I knew there was no help! We went through the main lobby to a back corridor to run out the back door through the woods. Most of the bodies were along the wall so there was a path made by the escapees before us.
We made it outside, however it was dusk. I remember we did not know where we were headed….just to the woods….had not eaten, but nobody was hungry for we were in fight or flight mode and whoever the enemy was, we knew all we could do was run.
Key observation: I felt that I was aware another specific group of people had already been killed, however we had been left alive to sift through, which is why everyone was trying to harm themselves and flee. We had already seen the destruction that these people, whoever they were, could do, and that they showed no mercy.