Posts from Dreams. Auto-translated

Brr. What a creepy dream. Today I had a long, narrative, and colorful dream (usually my dreams are in black and white). It started with me and my cousin driving to Kyiv to buy something – and also to help out an acquaintance from “the agency.” At the same time, my dad was going to some kind of banking meeting, for some reason in the style of the Mayan Indians – masks, stone, and other weird stuff. This was, so to speak, a side plot of the dream. We arrive in Kyiv, check into an apartment, and SUDDENLY we discover that they didn't give us money, but instead gave us four hundred (400!) grams of heroin with the goal of selling it, and at the same time, I know for sure that we are operating within the law. My brother goes somewhere while I'm preparing food, and he returns with money, and we go to sleep. In the morning, we drive to Petrovka (a large book market in Kyiv) because that's where what we're looking for is located. For some reason, I put on my WINTER CAMOUFLAGE jacket (even though it's hot, but I don't feel any discomfort), and I hide the remaining 150 grams in a tightly packed bag deeper into a hole in the back. We drive, but then – bam! – Petrovka turns out to be ten times bigger than in reality, and even in it, there are small squares with benches. My brother and I find what we were sent for and go to rest – we sit on a bench. My brother approaches a book stall and, for some reason, steals two books from it in an absolutely fantastic way – and what's more, he steals books by Daria Dontsova!!! Well, okay, we sit, he reads, and then a patrol of police officers passes by with a small dog on a leash. The dog attacks me, they search me, find the stash, and start to sort things out. I call home, and my father – who just arrived from the meeting, still in his suit – calls the person who asked us to transport this stuff. At this time, the police officer, who turns out to be my father's acquaintance, leads me to the CHILDREN'S ROOM of the police station, but for some reason, we end up in my hometown (450 km from Kyiv). And somewhere here the dream ends; the only thing I remember is that I didn't feel fear, but rather resentment towards the jerks who were interfering. Brr. What a load of crap.

The dream was very disjointed, and I didn't understand much. Wolf and I were something like bounty hunters. Our task was to lure an evil sorceress (or witch, it doesn't matter) into a cave on top of a mountain, and Arandor was her loyal servant, doing everything for her, completely subservient to her. Since it was on top of a mountain, it was cold, and Wolf and I (somehow) created an icy path right in front of the cave. While fleeing from the villains, I lured them to the top of the mountain and at the right moment (just before the path), I jumped aside, and the villains slipped right into the cave, and at that moment, Wolf pressed a button that activated a descending gate. The bad guys were caught. Through the gate, we saw Arandor getting incredibly angry and cursing, jumping and raging, and we just laughed at him. In general, it was some kind of nonsense, as always.

I want a dream like that
where Arko is in a cage, and Azi and I are laughing.

if you think about something for a long time before going to sleep, it might appear in your dreams.

apparently, Azi was thinking about me for a long time.

No, he spent a long time thinking about how satisfying it would be to humiliate you!

Don't be silly, because in any case, there are thoughts about me.

but that's not the most important thing.

Actually, I wasn't even thinking about you; I don't know why you came to mind, maybe you were thinking about me.

wolf, the most important thing is what he thought about me. the very fact. what exactly he thought – that's not important.

I’m telling you, I wasn’t thinking about Arena.

Don't lie. You can't help but think about me; everyone thinks about Arandor.

oh yes! you figured me out! I was thinking about how you feel inside! oh...

I dreamt of an old apartment.
First, I was walking home, and as I approached the building, I saw smoke coming from the apartment above ours. Just smoke, no fire.
Then, I was already inside the apartment, where all the guys from our building were gathered. (We actually lived in the same building. It's really cool when so many people live close by and are all friends. It's like having a chat room right in your building). Anyway, the building gradually started to smolder... it wasn't burning, but slowly turning into coal. Very slowly. I don't remember how I found out, because our hallway remained completely intact. Then I looked out the window and saw that the building across the street had almost completely turned into a lump of coal. Then we all went out into the hallway, which had also become almost black. Only the staircase leading down and the hallway opposite (where one of the guys lived; we had communal apartments) remained intact. There was no staircase leading up; instead, there was a long hallway along which a small girl of enormous size was crawling. And the entire landing was full of small children. They were quite ominous, a bit like dolls, as if in a horror movie. I was talking to one of the girls, but I don't remember what about. But most likely, it was about what was happening. I gathered that they were responsible for everything, and our building was, as it were, burning, although in this case, it was more like a curse that was slowly destroying the building in this way. Anyway, we had to pack our things and leave.
And our cat wanted to run away to those children, but when mom called him to eat, he immediately came back).

It was a little scary. Because you're practically standing in a charred building, and the children are ominous. And it seemed that besides the children, there was something else, maybe insects or some kind of creatures. But I managed to keep my composure and even held negotiations)

Ar: What did you dream about?
I was driving through your city when I was on my way somewhere (maybe from a vacation), it was late summer, and I stopped by. We were doing some kind of nonsense there.
You had two younger guys and some older ones (it was like a communal apartment, although you definitely don't live in one anymore). Then I left, and you started messing around, and didn't come out to the entrance, you were delaying. I was sitting in the nice warm breeze and waiting for you. Right in front of me, some guys were leaving, and they initially thought you would take me to the train station and got upset, but I said I would get there myself.
They also took their towels, but I didn't! I had to go back.
And now I woke up in the middle of the night because of you -_-

Added 3 hours 21 minutes ago
Another scary thing I dreamed about:
I was rummaging through my things and found some kind of box. I opened it, and there was... a turtle! And then I remembered that I had it somewhere (where from - unknown), but I completely forgot about it, and it had been several months. It was there without food or water, but somehow it was alive.
I immediately rushed to the kitchen in search of food.

I also dreamed of a few short clips from South Park, but they were more like Happy Tree Friends: everyone was cutting and killing each other. I only remember the last one, where Stan and Kyle had to guard something, but they didn't share the responsibility and started a chainsaw massacre. I just don't know who died, and besides, since they were cutting each other at the same time, they should have both died