I awoke around 4am and got up to eat a bowl of cereal. I started reading obituaries of people who have died in 2016. An hour or so later, I went back to sleep and had the following dream.
I was traveling to some kind of resort in a mountainous
area. I rode a bicycle or moped up a long incline passing a few other cyclists
until my momentum gave way and I dismounted. I kept walking a little ways until
coming to a walkway. I entered a line of people on the walkway. It became a
sort of elevated track which ended with an opening that appeared designed to
all walkers to be picked up or to get on another form of transportation such as
a bus or people mover. Neither was there, just a drop off too high to jump
from. I said (aloud or to myself), “What do we do now?” Then someone came to
pick up the people waiting. We were taken to the resort. Someone was choosing
people to receive tickets to the next destination or perhaps an activity. I was
selected and handed a string of cardboard tickets. After studying this, I saw
arrows indicating where to tear off a single ticket which I did. A woman was
asking why she wasn’t chosen. Later, I was taken in a car with some women to
another place, an upscale country club. Another group of women at the club were walking toward me
as I sat on the curb, not knowing what was supposed to happen. I heard a woman
speaking German so I said, “Guten abend!” I corrected this immediately to “Guten
Morgen.” The woman I was addressing saw me and became angry, apparently because
I was wearing shorts, which wasn’t allowed. I was taken prisoner by employees
who took me into a medical clinic suite where a man injected my neck with a
drug to render me unconscious. I wasn’t really alarmed and I said, “Unconscious
works for me.” Later, I awoke and was released. I was being sent away. I heard
two men saying the drug I was given “increases the risk of infections later on.”
I asked about this and was told it happened several years down the line. I
reassured myself saying, “Well, I have a strong immune system so maybe it won’t
affect me much.”
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