I have been having the weirdest nightmares recently.
In one, I was stranded on a mountain, that had hidden doors to elevators that would take you down, and the only way to find a door once you are up in the mountain would be to kill off everyone else that was on it. I didn't want to do that so I just walked around aimlessly, thinking for some reason that I'd find B if I kept looking. But then everyone on the mountain got barbaric and started killing each other. In what I thought was defense, I broke the end of a glass bottle to keep incase I needed a weapon, and then I started pushing other people off too, for fear of being killed. When I finally pushed off everyone I could see in my sight, I quickly ran around the mountain and found a door. When I opened the door, it was a large room with an orchestra in it practicing for a show. That's when I woke up.
In another dream, I was at the house of one of B's mom's neighbors (I've seen then each time I've gone home with B). They are all artistic - one is famous for fantasy art, another teaches art, and the last person is an artist and carpenter. B and I were at their house for a dinner party, but for some reason, everyone there was people from Ricardo. The one who is famous for fantasy art wouldn't talk to anyone because he was busy painting. The other two were in a different room but talking to us in that room over an intercom. I felt really uncomfortable because I felt like they were just observing us from another room and telling us what to do over the intercom. I was helping put out appetizers and trying to find fresh logs of cheese, and that's when I woke up.
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