In the dream, I was one of a group of four – two women, two men. It’s hard to remember why we were a group or exactly how the dynamics played out or if the people in this group really changed as the dream went on but considering the feelings and things that happened during the dream I’m inclined to think the people of the group did change.
Specifically, I remember an earlier scene of opening a heavy door, an outer door to a dark and dank solitary confinement cell. Upon waking through there was another such door to the right of me, the opening of the cell and this one had a barred window. This little in-between room space was very yucky green and lit with some unseen lamp above. I knew if I looked through I would find the second female to our group and I was retrieving her to join us.
Behind me, behind the first door, I knew the other two men were waiting. One I felt ambivalence towards, not sure who he was but he was waiting for his companion, the female. The other male was someone I simultaneously kind of feared that he would kill or sexually brutalize me but I also wanted to be in his power and grasp. Part of me felt like I was a willing captive as part of this group. It wasn’t actually him even though his face crept up in my mind at this point in the dream but the only way I can describe it is that it was like Alexander Skarsgard as Eric the Vampire was just outside.
We successfully retrieve our fourth and went galavanting about “town”, readying ourselves for something to come, something we were going to initiate but did not know what it was. It felt like the Eric character knew though he was no longer him but cannot recall the face. Now he was my companion, took charge, still “dangerous” and also sexy as hell. I remember that throughout this “galavanting” portion of the dream, I basically wanted any chance to pull him aside somewhere to just grab his junk and give him a handy.
At one point we were being herded away from some scene in a parking lot by the police who thought we were up to no good. Now he was kind of like SFS but I can’t really be sure now. As we walked away, I looked at him and he gave me a naughty grin, pulled me close to him and loudly whispered that he wished we could just stop somewhere so “we” can “rub one out”. He placed my hand on his groin and he was definitely hard.
Then we all went to a house. There were a bunch of people there. I can’t remember what happened there much, just that we hung out but maybe nobody really welcomed us or that we overstayed our welcome. I know some things happened in the house because I recall the dynamics of our group changing because of it. How or why though, I cannot remember.
Then I remember the four of us going into a Chinese restaurant, the entrance was a few steps below normal sidewalk level. I saw the three in our group in front of me enter, to the right. When I saw the female enter, I remember having a feeling that I must watch out for her to, protect her, make sure she was going to be alright, that the police were behind us close by and I can’t let them fuck any shit up.
Inside the restaurant, we approached a room with a couple of tables, already occupied. The decor in this restaurant was terrible by the way. Pink table cloths, peach walls, red accents. Anyway, a group of four who clearly had not finished eating at one of the tables started to clear out because the female of our group, who has now turned into JM, a girl from my past who used to live with me, ex and G, she was talking to them kind of making a fuss. I felt bad that we we’re kicking people out but as we sat down, JM said something to the effect of, “That’s how it goes.” And that was it, nobody else seemed bothered by it. We just started to eat their food which was still fresh, hot and uneaten. We required ourselves for the “big” thing that was coming with a final meal.
I happened to have The Bright Idea Deck with me so did a quick impromptu draw to represent the parts of my dream. Haven’t “analyzed” yet though.