i am the : this is the end

So it’s been a while since i posted a dream, mostly because i haven’t remembered anything worthwhile for a long time. But this is one I had on Thursday:

I was at an FBI training camp with a lot of Emersonians, and it was in a building that was the Tufte building but also wasn’t the Tufte building. It still opened up on Boylston Place. I remember that, for some reason, I wanted to get out of training. Something sinister was going on, and I just HAD to leave. No clue why. Elliot and I had planned to leave, but he had been sent out on some weird recon mission with an RA I recognised but don’t actually know the name of. So I was stuck on my own with a bunch of other people. I think Elliot and I had discovered that the FBI training camp was actually a concentration camp in disguise, but we couldn’t tell anyone else without creating mass panic; mostly, we were just trying to save our own skins.

So I was stuck in “Tufte” waiting around until he got back. I ended up having to go somewhere with a girl who was a mixture of Allie Grinberg-Funes and this girl Alecia from my Art of Fiction class. She was crying hysterically and telling me that she’d been raped and abused and I didn’t give a crap. I tried to help her out but I had a feeling she was lying and that she was trying to leave with me and Elliot, which I was not okay with; I knew she’d slow us down.

Finally, Elliot gets back and we’re about to leave but it’s crazy snowing outside and the guard (a Securitas no less) tells us we’re in lockdown. Somehow I manage to distract him, and Elliot and Allie/Alecia-combo and I escaped into the snow. We went across Boylston Place and instead of like the brick wall that’s across from Tufte there was a wooden deck and a house and some old guy was barbecuing in the middle of a snowdrift (hot dogs) and he was telling us everything we needed to know to get out of this terrible situation, and then I woke up. the end.