I’m at the lake, though I feel like I’m not supposed to be here. I’m climbing over cliffs and rocks at the water’s edge. I realize that if I don’t get back, pretty much immediately, I’m going to get caught. I leap into the air and fly, incredibly fast, retracing my steps back to the beginning of where I started climbing. I stop and land on something large, flat, and rectangular on the top of a pile of trash. I step off of it, and realize it’s a lid. I push the lid to the side, and find a coffin inside a concrete hole. Cautiously, I open the coffin, and find a decaying corpse. I need to call the FBI, Hotchner’s team, I know that they need to know. The corpse has a sword crossed over his chest in his decaying skin and bones hand. A gold coin is laying on the bottom of the coffin near his head.
Now I sit on some red-carpet lined, wide stairs taking apart a printer. I’m trying to break it into a bunch of smaller pieces so I can fit it in the trashcan, when a bright flash snaps in my face. I blink to clear my eyes before I realize it just took a Polaroid picture of me. I pull the image from the slot and shake it as I dismantle the rest of the printer. Once I’m done throwing the printer away, I look at the photo. I see my candid face, and, to my horror, a ghost sitting at my right, directly behind me. I recognize the boy- and I know that he’s a murderer. I scream and run- ending up at a friend’s family’s house. They’re super judgmental so I know that I can’t just outright say what just happened to me. I try to tell a few people, but Haiden is the only one there that listens to me and believes me.
Relative to Real Life~
Night of September 13th, 2014
Real-life characters: FBI (Criminal Minds), Haiden.
Dream-created characters: Corpse, boy murderer, friends, friend’s family.
Real-life places: Lake (no specific cliffs).
Dream-created places: Pile of trash, stairs, friend’s house.
Different than real life: I’ve never taken a Polaroid photo, I haven’t spoken to Haiden in a few years.
Printer = A friend of mine sent me a funny video of some office people completely beating the crap out of a broken printer.
Reoccurring: December 15th, 2012 I had another dream of a polaroid-printer, which also related to a ghost. Link to related dream: http://dreamcatcher.net/zurastar/13177
Precognitive: (9-28-14) The day after this dream a friend of mine, Helen, asked me to photoshop her picture into a Polaroid photo. We’ve never talked about Polaroids before, nor was I thinking about Polaroids before this dream.