Las Vegas is a scary place in my dreams

In my dreams last night…

My family and my older brother’s family were in Las Vegas, inside some building somewhere. There had been rumors of an attack of some sort being planned in Las Vegas, and suddenly those rumors became more serious, I guess. We decided we needed to get out of Las Vegas, and I don’t know what our plan for doing so was, but KrisDi took the kids and went one way while I went with my brother and his family another way.

While hurrying toward a parking garage, I saw an “Information” sign with a phone number on it, and thought it would be a good idea to call the number and see what was going on.

Turns out it was some random dude’s phone number. It sounded like Ossie Davis (in particular, as JFK in Bubba Ho Tep). Ossie was confused about why I was calling, I was trying to politely explain the situation and how I got his phone number while also following my brother. In the meantime, I looked back momentarily and saw the top of a building exploding. Around this time, Ossie, still confused, distrustfully asks if I’m selling stocks or bonds or something.

Still trying to politely get off the phone with Ossie, we start semi-running down stairs into an underground parking garage. As we’re running down the stairs, things get more crowded with other panicky people fleeing, I reach an amicable resolution with Ossie, and I lose track of my brother’s family.

I decide to just keep going down for a while, in the hopes that I’ll find my brother. Eventually, I decide to just start looking through one of the parking levels. As I’m leaving the stairs, I run into Wilmy. I’m delighted, I slap his back heartily, and he appears to recognize me but not particularly care that I’m there. I have the impression he’s pretty focused on getting the hell out of the Las Vegas war zone.

That’s about the time that I woke up.

Things I think likely influenced this dream:

  • I watched The Big Short recently
  • I was cleaning up some stuff in my blog, which triggered a lot of re-reading of old posts, like this one
  • I’m going to Japan tomorrow, and visiting my brother and his family in Guam on my way home next weekend
  • The recent Las Vegas shooting

I haven’t had a dream this clear in a long time. It was nice to see Wilmy, though!

Posted by snaotheus

3 comments

Geez, that sounds awful.

If I was unaware that it was a dream, it probably would have been pretty awful. This was fairly close to lucid dreaming.

I remember thinking as well, after losing big bro and his family, “Figures, I’d get separated from the people I care about because I was on the phone with a stranger I didn’t want to talk to.” Simultaneously thinking, “I wouldn’t be reacting like this if it was real life.”

How odd. I’ve had the occasional dream like that, too, and sometimes it’s fun to manipulate them into better “endings.” I’ve also had some that seemed real enough that they haunted me for days.

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