Two parts to this dream. In the first part there is something to do with mini go-karts or remote controlled cars in a forest. Also a four room building where people rotate through the rooms or something. Second part takes place in a city that is been destroyed, but I do not know by what. People are scrambling for supplies to survive. There is one train that runs through the center of town. I do not know where it goes but it frequently hits people crossing the tracks or people commit suicide by standing in front of it. I do not know where the terminal is because it never stops, even when it hits someone. The buildings are mostly destroyed or empty and many people have gathered together in groups for survival, often attacking other groups to steal their supplies. I am on my own and every day I am afraid of being attacked or killed. One day two men armed with electric drills try to attack me but I am able to disarm them and get away. I run into a large building and find a doctor (A Middle Eastern man with white hair and a white goatee) there who is helping anyone he can and has a small shop where he let us people underpay for many things. Most of the food however is gone. His volunteers find crates of Kraft Dinner and Mr. <PERSON> and I trade a small green pencil and the promise of being a volunteer later for one of each. I have to argue with a Chinese looking lady at first, who I think is the doctor's whife, who wants to give me a small fist size ball of rice for the small amount of money I have, because she does not want to give me the boxes of food. I set out from that place with my food hidden inside a garbage bag and forget my shoes and have to go back for them. It is dark and I do not know how I am going to get home in the dark and alone without being robbed or killed. Dream ends after I leave the doctor's store and head out into the darkness of the destroyed city.
Place withheld · 2014-05-22 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
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