House pub, Zoe Deschanel and drunken idiot.

Don’t remember too much of this dream; the first thing I remember was my work pal (no. 2) had moved into my house.

The rooms were all the same as my current house, except it was huge; it had massive gardens and had a pub underneath and potentially some shops like a market place.

I remember panicking thinking I was going to be late for work, but for some reason this was ok, like I’d had a day off. But it turned out 2 was supposed to be in work and I was trying to get them to go. This was so frustrating.

I went down into the pub/shops area and saw loads of school friends, including my best friend (no. 3) and another girl I used to be good friends with, this girl in my dream turned out that she was actually Zoe Deschanel; and that Zoe Deschanel was a porn star; with lead to my BF explaining that he’d watched these and they were well directed well; this made me curious so we watched one. The film wasn’t even like a proper porn film everything was suggestive and you had guess what was happening in the scenes and everything was dark so nothing could ever be seen anyway.

After I went to see my best friend; her boyfriend was at the bar and bought a big round of drinks; though when he and my BF brought them over mine was wrong; I told 3 this and she shouted at me for being ungrateful. she got out a cig and started smoking; but it looked like she was holding it the wrong way round, for some reason I did the same and she started shouting at me for stealing a cig without asking; which lead to a big argument, I kept explaining I’d done it because if she died that way I would too or something creepy like that. Eventually the argument died out and I went to the bar; I looked out the window and 2 was stumbling around, being very drunk. It looked like he was going to drive himself home, but for some reason I knew he couldn’t because I was driving so I ordered a soft drink. Anyway 2 came stumbling into the pub and shouted shouting his head off but in a happy singy drunk way; and that’s basically all I remember.

Trying to escape and lots of corridors.

Not totally sure how this dream started but I first remember it being in a supermarket. I remember walking round with my parents looking at clothes and we decided to go to a different one. We went to Asda and it took ages for my mum to park the car properly; but I went inside and bought loads of clothes which I then went to a room (which I apparently lived in) and got changed. I walked out the room looking for some jeans as I was in pyjama trousers and appeared to be in a corridor; this turned out to be Uni halls, though it was a mixture of my halls and my old high school corridors.

I ran up the stairs to find some jeans and met someone I went to Uni with, on the stairs; he told me he was running away from the dog and if I saw it to run; this didn’t particularly sense but I agreed to what he was saying, for some reason I turned round and went back down the stairs; at the bottom I saw the dog, so I hid as it hadn’t seen me or so I thought.

I walked through a room which had tables and was full of my old high school friends. I wasn’t walking properly though, I was taking really long strides; as I was my BF came walking along side me asking what I was doing; I told him I had to be quick and that when we got through the door we had to run as the Russians were after us. This was apparently something to do with the dog.

We walked through a door to a corridor and ran; we could here 2 men and the dog running after us. the only way I could run quick was crawl on the floor in a kind of Gollum/the grudge kind of way, it made me feel a bit sick but I was running super-fast. We turned about 5 different corners and kept running down corridors trying doors as we went.

Eventually we got to another door; as I opened it I noticed there was a secret corridor down the left side, I turned and saw the men chasing us go into a room. At this point my BF had turned into a female (possible my best friend) we ran to the furthest room and went in.

In there was a cleaner she saw us and panicked; telling us to leave. There were 2 girls asleep in some beds and I explained we had to hide; she showed us a room and we ran in. I remember seeing out the window we were in a big city like Paris. We went into this room; it was a huge shower room with lockers round the side; one of the walls was just a big curtain, we could here to 2 men talking Russian and trying to move the big curtain so we got on top of the lockers. On there we found some stories from girls, telling us to leave or we would be there forever and abused by some tall long woman and her short Russian men.

We heard the 2 men walked to the door and we ran through the curtain. Next thing I remember dreaming was being outside; there were 6 of us, 3 girls 3 boys and we were running through fields being chased by these 2 men. We had to dive through shrubs and trees and just kept running. The 2 men chasing us kept shouting and laughing saying there was nowhere to go, that we were surrounded by water. We got to a forest and saw a bridge. We stopped here and were discussing to go. The 2 men stopped at the edge of the forest, as if scared to go any further. They told us we’d never make it and they’d tried, they also explained that the field round the bridge was covered in bombs and the bridge didn’t carry on and things like that. We decided to risk it anyway and ran. The bridge ran over a field which was surrounded by slightly deformed ducks and goats, sheep and cows, they were all stood perfectly still.

The bridge stopped, and about 500 yards away we could see the other side of it. One of the boys in the group turned out to be Kevin from the office US; the other was Rick from the walking dead and the other boy was my BF. I didn’t recognise the other girls except they both had long hair and one was brunette and the other blonde.

Kevin showed us how to get across. About 50 years to the right was another bit of bridge, there were metal wires to pull it along, except some were electrocuted and some were long enough. I left them to start making lasso’s and trying to bring the bridge.

I kept a look out and saw a man, covered in mud trying to walk on the field, he looked exhausted. I heard the goat cry and run, standing on a bomb. Feathers scattered everywhere as the bomb went off. The man stepped on a bomb and he just disappeared.

I turned to see the other guys and told them we could walk it. I had noticed a thin footpath and explained if we just stepped on footprints we would be fine as any bombs would have gone off. I kept debating with everyone about this whilst we also struggled getting the other part of the bridge across. I ended up being stood on the field next to the new bit of bridge and saw Rick on it. I shouted up to him to pull me up. For some reason he took off his shirt to do this; he pulled me up and was about to hug me when I saw a child.

The bridge had a door and room on it. I wondered how this kid had got there; it turned out to be Rick’s kid. I walked through this door and was in a house, it was a mixture of all the houses I’ve ever lived in before so everything was all wonky. I sat on the sofa realising I was home. my BF said he was going for a shower so I waited, the shower went off and I ran to the bathroom but then there was an argument between him, his sister and me, apparently they didn’t know who’d been in the shower but it was none of them but they were intrigued with the new lock that had appeared, it was just about to be explained but my alarm went off I woke up.