Almost all forgotten

It's now evening, and I am sure that I have forgotten most of my dream...

I was with Marilyn and we were walking around a mall doing some shopping. We had booked a private room in which we were supposed to do some studying, research, writing, or make a powerpoint or presentation or something educationally productive. We never did and we decided not to do it at all in the end.

At one point we were looking at buying some Chuck Taylors and my sister was not happy with the prices. She tried to find a cheaper price and I think she found one at a price she liked and I remember thinking she could get one cheaper still.

I remember being in the room and either it led to outside or I could see outside and it was wilderness like a swampy lake with some white/purple flowers growing in it. It looked like it could use some rain to fill the area up some, but it was not extremely desolate.

I remember driving in my car. I wanted to turn a left or do a U-Turn. I was behind a big truck like a garbage truck and they did a turn, I subsequently turned after them. But he was turning in a way that made my turning run into his, and we crashed. He was very upset with me, even though he wasnt very smart with his driving choice on his turn. But neither here nor there. This man was now after me.

I remember being across the street of my parents house and the garbage truck man had sent some people over (i dont think he was one himself). I had called my parents and my mom answered. I warned her that these men coming to their door were there to kill my dad. I had counted 6 of them, but there were more showing up every second. They were all wearing long tan trench coats and walking up individually. They did not come together and they did not all go inside the house. Only around 6 - 9 went inside and another 5 - 7 stayed outside.

There were still some waiting outside the house when all was "finished." and By finished, I mean some people came out of my parents house signifying the ordeal was over. I swear it was my mom and dad and another person or two. They were dumping a ton of bodies into a huge open pit in the front yard. I remember crying and saying to my sister "Do you wan to go over there and say goodbye to mother and daddy?" Because they were probably going to die from their injuries.

So we went over there and who I thought was my dad was not my dad at all. And my sister said "There is Daddy, I see his face." And she was pointing in the huge pit (that didnt look like it had bodies in it) and there was a vertical body-sized lump of dirt on one wall of the pit. Like a lump of dirt would be over a grave.. if the grave were vertical and on a wall instead of horizontal and on the ground.

My mother had lost her legs from the knee down. Mostly skin and muscle, I think she still had her leg bones (but no feet).