Dream #1: R2D2 and C-3PO at the mall

Dream : The first thing I remember from my dream is that I am in the parking lot of a shopping center at night. Robots, similar to those from Star Wars like R2D2 and C-3PO, are there to entertain people. It seems to me that at one point, there is a bit of tension/conflict.

A storm is coming, and I climb onto the blade of a fallen wind turbine before the storm to take shelter up high. Either I slip, or something breaks, and I have to catch myself at the last moment on a crack in the blade.

A woman then helps me to climb onto a platform leading to a sheltered room.

At one point, I realize that I have already dreamed of this situation, especially the moment when I slip and catch myself at the crack.

I enter a room where several people have taken refuge. I tell this dream to a man. We are several men crowded inside. One of them arrives with a cake and eats it quite intensely, in survival mode.

After some thought, he opens a cupboard and takes out a packet of cookies that he offers to share. The atmosphere is tense.

Dream #2: A shapeshifting alien 

Dream : "My dream begins in a high school. At the end of classes, I ask my friends Benoit and Justin (+ kind, helpful, and funny, they are great friends I trust / - tend to make fun of every situation, which sometimes prevents them from questioning themselves) if they want to go to the movies with me."

They reply that yes and Benoit suggests taking only his car and he will drop us off at home after the session. I end up accepting.

"On the road, we run into former classmates from my theater school (+ they are very nice, with great empathy / - they struggle to control their hypersensitivity, hyper-emotionality), they are in an old car and have lots of little trailers, each trailer carries a type of fruit or vegetable."

They recognize me and ask me to help them, which I do. They manage to park, more or less, and I point out to them that it's not practical to have so many small trailers and that they should think of another way to do it.

"I move forward to join my friends, but I see that they are in turn helping other people wash and then set up a gazebo."

We are in the courtyard of a mansion, right next to the cinema, and a party is being prepared. Benoit suggests staying because it’s more fun, but Justin and I are not really open to the idea, we feel uncomfortable, and especially, there are people we don’t like that much. We accept anyway.

"I find myself in a group of friends, we are chatting and I see Corinne (she was my drama teacher when I was in high school + she has beautiful ideas and tries to convey lovely altruistic values in the shows she writes / - is in a closed circle, which does not renew its ideas and since I left high school, she hasn't evolved much for the better) who arrives accompanied by a woman. I get up to say hello to them."

"Corinne looks at me filled with incomprehension and asks me why I am getting up? 'We know each other well enough, we no longer need to say hello.'"

Corinne is asking us if we did what she requested for the summer project.

"I replied no, because I haven't participated in it for several years now, as I do other things in the summer. I remember thinking, 'and I will be interested in your projects when you deign to say hello to me.'"

The evening continues, I am looking for a restroom to wash my hands. I am directed to a fountain below, I go there and see an alien coming out of a person's stomach (the alien from the movie Alien). I am terrified and dare not move. I return to the middle of the world, in shock, unable to say anything. After long minutes, I finally realize that what just happened is serious, that there is an alien lurking and that I need to warn people of the danger.

At that moment, I see the alien pass through a hallway and take on a human appearance.

I understand that he is going to kill other people. I don't feel well.

I decide to go take a shower, I need to clean myself. At the end of my shower, I see the alien again, I run out of the bathroom screaming, I'm in my underwear and I ask for help, I say there's a killer alien, but no one really pays attention.

In the next scene, I am the alien. It has taken the form of a woman, it is in underwear and is above a man with whom it is making love.

"He has an unhealthy smile. He opens the man's belly and I see something like a face in his torso (the wound makes the smile and the nipples make the eyes). I feel really bad. The alien digs its fingers into the man's left eye, who is still conscious, and tears it out. She does the same with the second eye and keeps her chilling smile."

Finally, I am in a dark room and I am trying to wash my hands while crying or praying, I don't really know. There are the eyes of the man in the sink where I am washing my hands. I wake up, and I don't feel well at all.