Korpo
4th February 2010, 02:11 PM
This morning I had one that seemed to have been longer, but I only got the mildly dramatic finish.
It seemed that two gangsters had kidnapped my baby boy. I knew who it was, and they were keeping him in a basement.
Somehow I was raiding the basement with some agents - seemed like FBI. There was a female agent kind of the Dana Scully from X-Files type which I was cooperating with. Since they could not directly prove they had the gangsters had the child, we were there on a pretext, and the agents were chasing the gangsters around trying to look for something else to give me time to find my boy.
There were many rooms that looked similar and I somehow knew that they were similar to his confinement, but I couldn't at first find the one he was in. Somehow I remembered from earlier in the dream that "There's no secret door" - but one part of the wall just looked like an attached cover. So, I pried it open with my finger and found indeed a secret room behind it.
Inside the room was a somewhat elevated area, and a box looking like a washing machine on top of it with my little one inside, to keep him from getting away. At least it looked like one, shiny metal inside, rather spacious, but the entry looked too elaborate. Think submarine airlock from an old "20,000 leagues beyond the sea" movie - around the round porthole there was a wheel with handles standing out that you could turn.
So, he looked at me from inside, happy as always, and I turned the wheel, the door opened, I picked him up and let him stand on the machine to take a look at him. He was fine, so I picked him up. End of dream.
What I also remember is this feeling of having to get him out of the secret room in time to make contact with the agents so that the baddies would have no chance of keeping him.
The dream seemed to have been much longer, some more story at the front, but I don't remember.
I just wonder what this means?
Oliver
It seemed that two gangsters had kidnapped my baby boy. I knew who it was, and they were keeping him in a basement.
Somehow I was raiding the basement with some agents - seemed like FBI. There was a female agent kind of the Dana Scully from X-Files type which I was cooperating with. Since they could not directly prove they had the gangsters had the child, we were there on a pretext, and the agents were chasing the gangsters around trying to look for something else to give me time to find my boy.
There were many rooms that looked similar and I somehow knew that they were similar to his confinement, but I couldn't at first find the one he was in. Somehow I remembered from earlier in the dream that "There's no secret door" - but one part of the wall just looked like an attached cover. So, I pried it open with my finger and found indeed a secret room behind it.
Inside the room was a somewhat elevated area, and a box looking like a washing machine on top of it with my little one inside, to keep him from getting away. At least it looked like one, shiny metal inside, rather spacious, but the entry looked too elaborate. Think submarine airlock from an old "20,000 leagues beyond the sea" movie - around the round porthole there was a wheel with handles standing out that you could turn.
So, he looked at me from inside, happy as always, and I turned the wheel, the door opened, I picked him up and let him stand on the machine to take a look at him. He was fine, so I picked him up. End of dream.
What I also remember is this feeling of having to get him out of the secret room in time to make contact with the agents so that the baddies would have no chance of keeping him.
The dream seemed to have been much longer, some more story at the front, but I don't remember.
I just wonder what this means?
Oliver