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I had a dream that I was at an unfamiliar school with a group of friends. Upon entering the school we turned right and walked in this direction; as we walked we noticed a part of the school to our right that was under construction, the workers there looked at us, not nicely. I noticed that one of them was black, and resembled somebody I saw on the TV when I was little. Anyways, we walked on a little and turned a corner to our left. Upon reaching the end of the corridor we found to our bewilderment that all the students had mysteriously disappeared.
We turned and ran back to the entrance, but we found that it was locked. Upon searching the entire school we were in a panicked state; there was no way out! We were trapped! We remember the construction site and reason that we may be able to escape through this; we run back there and dash around a black-grey vertical metal sheet dividing thing with a metal mesh above the solid bit. We skip through the debris and into some sort of room. We realize that we cannot go back as a door has jammed (or something like that), we run and somehow the room morphs into some kind of tunnel or corridor, at the end is a flight of stairs, we go down these stairs. At the bottom is a single door that opens by sliding upwards, somehow we know that it is a lift, for some reason, a tall friend whose name is unbeknownst to me acquires some form of telekinesis. After a struggle he manages to force the door upwards, and we all pile in. After this there is a vague scene of 3 more sets of stairs and lifts. At the top is another corridor, we run down it, bricks and other such objects are thrown at us by builders. Eventually we reach a room, in this room is a white builder sitting at one of those round tables you get in cafes, a small black woman sits opposite, I get the impression that they are in a relationship and that we were somehow years into our future, and that the other builders were all dead, I noticed that the 2 builders at the table were elderly. We talked but what the theme of the conversation was I cannot remember. In this time period I became aware of myself, and the dream became lucid, but I only had complete control over my dream self. The vision faded and I saw a concrete floor with a dark mysterious man standing in the direct middle of my view, he had a pale face with dark sunken eyes and a pointed nose, his lips were thin and his hair was short and bleached blonde.He raised a hand up and I became aware of the mist and a rope that seemingly hung from the sky, on the end an upside-down pyramid was attached. He (the man) pulled this down. A loud ‘Dong!’ resounded. The image faded and the other image returned, my friends jumped out of a window; apparently what had been a tower was no on ground level. I followed, hearing screams, I found the tall, blonde-haired man tugging on a friends jaw, pulling it downwards, corpses of friends littered the floor around them. With a sickening array of crunches, cracks, pops and rips, my friends jaw shot from his head and onto the floor, the man then tore the friends head from his shoulders. What friends survived and I fled the scene. Eventually, due to some kind of separation, it is just me and the tall friend who remain, we run, the friend tries to outwit the killer with his new-found telekinesis ability, but again we separate. I wander into a dark room full of metal bars and corrugated iron objects, everything is a dark grey-black colour. My viewpoint seems to be on an axis, it swings round my head so that I was behind myself upon entering the sinister room, and beside myself (to the right) when inside, as it swings to the latter viewpoint a ventilation shaft or blind ‘thing’ comes into view. The image fades. I see my tall friend outside a large ‘thing’ that looks like a coal bunker ‘thing’ that instead of doors had spaced metal ‘blinds’. He peers down it; he is standing on green grass. A mans back comes into view on the left hand side; if the view was a camera screen then he would have walked through the camera for this effect. The scene fades. I reappear in the ghoulish room once again; I extend my left hand to touch something when my friends face slams against the vent/blinds/thing, I jump and turn round quickly, his cheeks balloon out and his teeth and gums are all visible, he looks slightly like a monkey, I notice that his skin is cracked and looks like baked earth. Metal bars slice through his cheeks, blood poured continuously from his mouth, his eyes swell up then pop, the goo runs down his face and I see two sharp metal spikes sticking out of the sockets. I back away slowly, I bump into someone and I whirl round. I see the man with bleached blonde hair standing there. He grabs my jaw and tries to pull it down; I feel the sense of déjà vu. I get away from his grip somehow, he brings up a large metal pole, it is covered with little spikes, I find a gun in my hand somehow, I look around, I see a hill out of the door, my friends stand there looking on, I look back at the man, then my friends, then the man again; I bring the gun up, then I bring it down, then up again, then down again, then up to my head. I fire. I see my friends they stare on in horror. The dream goes wild, previous scenes flash by, I see the man tearing someone’s jaw off, I see the two builders, I see the pyramid on the rope, I hear a loud dong, then I wake up.
Please can somebody interpret this dream for me please?
I posted this before, but the answerer thought I was on drugs.
I am a teenager, I do not take drugs and I don’t drink (never touched drink, ever).