I am Lexa, held in a military camp- feels like The Last of Us. The camp is comprised of tents and walls made of stretched tarps over metal, portable posts. I am their prisoner, but I manage to escape my holding place. I run through the camp, hiding behind large wooden crates that litter the place.
Finally I break through the chain link and bubble-wrap outer wall- into the wild jungle that my captives are so afraid of.
Their camp is positioned with it’s back right on the edge of a major cliff, which happens to be where I broke through. I have very little land to walk on between the wall and the edge.
I spot a snipers nest built into the side of the cliff, a ways down from the edge. I sneak over to it until I’m above it, and them leap down. I kick the sniper occupying the look out in the face as I swing in. I take his gun, hit him upside the head with it, and aim the rifle at him. I demand he tells me the way back to my village.
Now I am Hermione at school [my uncle’s house]. I sneak to the “office” [my uncle’s computer] and try to steal information off of an excel page without being caught.
Naturally, I /am/ caught, by the Quarantine Zone Miliary. I try to run before they can apprehend me. I run out the front door, across a park, and into a warehouse place. Mary and Ron join me. We hide in the bathroom stalls in the far back of the place. Mary and Ron make out in one stall, while I put on my invisibility cloak to hide properly.
The QZM officers find Mary and Ron, but don’t see me. Mary can see me however, and looks straight at me as her and Ron are hauled away. I don’t reveal myself. There’s nothing I could have done to save them.
After everyone’s gone, I take off the cloak and start to head back to the school’s main building. I get a text from Benny, who tells me that Bell text him. [End]
Relative to Real Life~
Day of March 27th, 2015 (2 of 2)
Real-life characters: Lexa (The 100), “Hermione” (Harry Potter movies), Mary, Ron (Harry Potter movies).
Dream-created characters: QZM officers, sniper.
Real-life places: Uncle’s house.
Dream-created places: Camp, park, warehouse.
Different than real life: I’ve never been a captive, me and Mary haven’t spoken since 2011, Benny has never text me, I don’t believe Benny and Bell have ever text.
Precognitive: No experiences yet.