Ok so here’s one of two from last night.
I’m in a grocery store, it kind of resembles the Ralphs by my apartment, but, with a large balcony inside the place or something. A group of terrorists barge in and start telling people that they’re holding up the place. I say terrorists because they look like Die Hard type terrorists, but in the dream I viewed them as robbers.
So I go towards the back of the place and I’m running with my little sister, and a terrorist person is about 20 feet behind me. I make a left down an aisle but I grab a 1/2 gallon container of milk from the shelf, a plastic one. I see this as weird because the milk is not chilled, just sitting there.
The terrorist/robber lady comes around the corner and I back hand her with the container of milk and she’s out like a lightbulb. Not sure what happens next, but I’m now outside escaping in a gold late 90′s Infinity G45 with my sister in the passenger seat, but this is the parking lot of a shopping center in Rosemead.
Weird.
