I feel like I dreamt the entire night last night, and I even woke up around 3am overwhelmed by the amount of information swarming through my brain, so I'll try to sort it all out for you.
Before 3:00am-
I was in my grandmother's house, which was now owned by mom's aunt (family side switch). We were in the kitchen, talking about something ludicrous, which is normal for my aunt. Out of nowhere, this loud banging comes from downstairs. Three loud thumps, then it stopped. I asked her what it was, and she told me it was just the water heater refilling. So we continued talking about the dishes and their friends, when a majority of my family showed up, and all wandered around the house. The thumping started again, but it didn't stop, so I asked my aunt why this was, and she told me that with 16 people (I specifically remember her saying 16) tend to use up a lot of water, so it was normal that the heater would be running low frequently. We then ate a meal consisting of ribs, all kinds of raw fruit, and some desert I don't recall.
This dream had a lot more to it, something about frolicking through a field (which will be referenced in the next dream) and something about ghosts and music, but due to me waking up, then falling back to sleep, I don't remember any detail or order.
After 3:00am-
I was staying as a foreign exchange student in China, and my host family's son was my age, and we shared a room. I woke up (in the dream) early, around 5 I think, to my neighbors pounding on the floor above us. I turned to my Chinese friend, and he told me that this happens a lot, and it's just something you have to get used to. So we got dressed and ready for the day, and I decided I wanted to travel around, and see some neighboring countries. So we left the house, and we were in a place similar to a Final Fantasy Overworld map, where everything is shrunk down, and we were gigantic. He told me where I was allowed to go, and the places I couldn't visit was because of my "limited passport". Well I really wanted to go to Slovenia (which isn't even near China) and it was "off-limits" so I went anyways.
When I stepped over the country, I entered this building, that was simply a hallway that led to an elevator. I climbed in the elevator and the door behind me locked shut, and a voiced spoke over a loudspeaker type system. He told me that I had entered the country illegally, and was sentenced to 10 years in prison. The elevator then went down, and opened into a room with two doors, labeled by gender. I entered the men's room, and inside was what looked like a long and narrow sports bar. All of the booths were occupied, and the bar was full. Numerous people welcomed me, and I was really confused. The voice continued speaking to me, and I could talk back, but it was as if I was the only one hearing it. I walked through the bar, and into a hallway with cells on either side, except they were all very well furnished, and didn't seem so bad.
After walking past about 10 cells, I entered a huge recreation room, with exercise machines, a basketball court, a large auditorium, and a large carpeted room with nothing in it. It was in that room where I was greeted by the warden, and told were I was supposed to go, and what I could and could not do while in prison. The warden was tall, thin, and bald. He resembled the warden from The Longest Yard. After our short chat, I went to my cell, and fell asleep. The next day, I woke up with a massive rash covering my left leg from lower thigh to the bottom of my foot. It was red, raised about an inch, blistering in some spots, and charred in others. It was also pretty itchy. I went to the infirmary, where it seemed the warden worked in his free time, and told him about my rash, he gave me some cream and told me it was probably poison ivy (maybe highly exaggerated poison ivy, but it looked more like someone lit my leg on fire).
I then had a flashback to skipping joyfully through a field. This field was 100% poison ivy. I went to the large carpeted room, where there was a large gathering of prisoners, all chatting and hanging around. I met up with some friends I had 'met', one of which being Adrianna (a friend I have in real life), and I told her about my poison ivy. She then showed me her legs, and she also had the same rash. The flashback returned to me, and I noticed that she was also there in the field with me. I put on my cream, and it stopped itching, which made me happy. The warden then came into the room, stood in the middle, and told us that the special moment (he had a word for it, but I don't remember what it was)had come when the prisoners had achieved absolute happiness and that there was a dance party starting now. Instantly, loud party music started playing, and the warden started doing this really goofy dance in the center of the room. The prisoners erupted with joy, started dancing and laughing and really enjoying themselves.
I woke up (for real this time) at 8:00am to my neighbors above me blaring loud music, stomping on the floor, and screaming over the music to each other. I laid in bed, hoping to fall back to sleep and re-enter the best prison ever, but I couldn't due to my obnoxious neighbors who decided St. Patrick's day should start at 8:00am (probably earlier since I heard the music for a while in my dream before waking up).
Thank you for sharing the experience. Have a great day.
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