So its been a while since I’ve posted a dream. Soory not much sleep means not many dreams remembered. Anywho tthis a short one but it makes perfect sense to me... Kinda.
So I’m at work and its a saturday night, the crowd is so massive its hard to move. overall its a pretty calm crowd though. Then I hear this extremely loud thud. The crowd shifts towards the rock climbing wall. A guy has fallen from the very top and somehow managed to rip the entire left side of his face off. I mean flesh is just hanging from this guys chin and blood is puddled up all around him. Now I’m freaking out. I run to the desk pushing people out of the way. I jump over the counter and grab the first aid kit. when I start to head back I notice that everyone seems to be oblivious to what’s going on, but it feels mostly like they just don’t care. So I get mad that every is looking at this guy and then walking away without a shred of emotion. I finally get back to the guy and once I have cleaned him up I realize he’s just a robot.
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