I keep having this weird reoccurring dream.
Disclaimer: This is a dream I am talking about here. My actions therein are involuntary and my own motives are unknown to me. I hope to eventually learn to take control of my dreams my remembering them, but that time has not yet come.
I'm in a hotel, and for some bizarre reason myself and dozens of other people are involved in a staged terror attack. We all know what to do when we're rushed into a large room where one man is holding a bag with a live bomb. We must protect a certain VIP in the room at all cost and make sure to help him with whatever injuries he has after the explosion. We know that most of us will be dead or gravely injured as a result of all this but for some reason it feels like it is of utmost importance.
We are given a short warning before the bomb explodes. Everyone braces themselves with their eyes trained on the guy carrying the bomb bag, with whispers of people saying "the bombshell, the bombshell!" ...and then it happens.
The end result is something gruesome and terrifying in a way that could only either be in real life or a dream. Almost everyone had died or was dying. Immediately those who survived began scrambling over to the VIP, who was right in front of me, to aid him. I could do nothing but just sit there, stunned in complete horror at the scene around me. I was cut open from the shrapnel in several places, but it hardly mattered.
Prior to all of this, I remember being on a ladder and adjusting the signage outside the hotel. I remember thinking it was in hicks'ville, thinking to myself it was "Deliverance USA." I remember the lobby inside somewhat resembling a Cracker-Barrel restaurant. I was setting up cakes in display cases among other things. I remember there being a very strange sign regarding room for rent at the cost of $750*(?) per
hour. At this point I had no idea what was about to go down, but I knew there must have been someone very important in the building and they didn't want anyone near him.
*I don't quite remember, but it was absurdly expensive.
The night before (still in the dream) I was at a party with some of my closest family in a strange house I'd never seen before. For some particular reason, a woman I had been obsessed with since we attended sixth graded together was there, as well as some of her friends. I haven't seen her since around 2008, but I still dream of her almost every time I'm asleep.