Dreams.

Communist Witches Attack

Anyway, it all started with me playing football with my classmates. But that part of the dream is only interesting to me. After the game, it turned out we still had classes. I really didn't want to go, so I decided to leave. I did it alone; no one else wanted to come with me. "Seeing" that traffic jams were building up in the city due to sudden rain, I decided this would serve as a good excuse for why I skipped class. I get on a minibus, find that there are plenty of empty seats, which makes me happy. After a while, I even manage to get a window seat. I take out my phone and go on HW. A girl sits down next to me (let's call her Mary for convenience). She asks if my internet is working and which browser I use. I tell her something, and she asks me to Google some information about witches. I reply that I'll finish what I'm looking at and then I'll search.

While I'm searching, she starts telling me about some kind of magic and how witches corrupt men. I laugh at this. To which she says, "What if I'm a witch too, and you're laughing for nothing?" I answer that Buddha protects me from witches.

The minibus stops, and it turns out it's not a minibus, but a bus carrying witches women (everyone on the bus is a woman) to a plant/Factory. Whether to work or for a tour. The location transforms into a deserted industrial-looking alley, and suddenly winter arrives. The "boss" appears (for convenience, let's call her Galina Petrovna); in the dream, her appearance was read as one of the strange professors from my first university.

On her command, all the women exit the bus, leaving only one (presumably Mary), either to guard the bus so I don't steal it, or to guard me so I don't escape. I continue chatting with her; she is openly flirting and suggests a date. I laugh and reply that I'll think about it, but only if she plays the flute for me right there in the bus. Which she does, lol. Of course, someone interrupts the process. She asks if I'll now go on a date with her. I laugh and reply that I won't go on a date with a girl who does things like that on the very first day of meeting. Mary, of course, gets "offended" and starts screaming HARASSMENT VIOLENCE HELP!!! I show no emotion. Galina Petrovna runs over, Mary complains about me, accusing me of harassment and sexual violence. The boss replies that I will definitely be punished, we just need to wait until the lawyers sort out the matter. I shrug my shoulders, say that I need to wash up, and go somewhere. I am not stopped; the location changes to some kind of sanatorium, with all the accompanying infrastructure.

Finding a shower, washing up, and wrapping myself in a towel, I step out into the corridor (apparently, that's how I got to the shower) and see some high school students. I ask them which floor this is; they answer that it's the third. I realize that I needed the fourth and that I ended up on the sanatorium floor where students are vacationing. I shrug my shoulders and head for the exit to go up to the fourth. Schoolgirls pass by, look at me, and giggle; I don't care.

Eventually, I start wandering through the building and end up in an office space where some distinguished men in suits are sitting at a semicircular table. Opposite the men is a large TV, and on it is a presentation for the new Mortal Kombat. I sit down with them. One of them, pointing at me, asks another: "What the hell is this?" (I'm still in just a towel and wet). They start discussing something in whispers. I, in turn, inform them that it was my father who gave them the money to develop the game, and if I don't like it, they'll lose their jobs. The guys suddenly become very polite. Then the doors open and more men in suits enter. One of them turns out to be my friend from university. I'm surprised how he got here. It turns out he won some MK tournament and was invited to the presentation of the new game. I shrug my shoulders, say goodbye to him, and leave to continue wandering the building.

I find myself in an office corridor. An angry Mary is walking back and forth there. Seeing me, she runs up and, giggling maliciously, tells me that they'll deal with me, that I'll be imprisoned for rape. And her lawyer will be that cool lady over there, pointing to a large portrait hanging on the wall (it was some blonde in a business suit, most likely a character from the Saul series). I shrug my shoulders; someone calls me into Galina Petrovna's office. But it turns out she's busy, and I'm left waiting in the corridor. The "raped" girl stands nearby and continues to gloat. Galina Petrovna comes out and announces that all charges are dropped, that there is no evidence, and generally, no one has time to deal with this. I shrug my shoulders; Mary gets angry and waves her arms. After this episode, the next one begins abruptly.

I'm now standing outside with Mary and two of her friends. Mary starts flirting with me again and talking about obscenities, hinting at a student day together with her friends. I laugh and suddenly make some witty remark about communists. Mary and her friends get very angry and try to attack me (well, it's no surprise they're communists; who else would play the flute voluntarily and with great pleasure, and then accuse someone of rape?). I run away from them, laughing merrily, jump on a horse, pull out a revolver, and start shooting at their feet. At first, they dance from the shots like in cartoons, and then they run away. And I, to a song where communists hang from trees, ride off into the sunset.