Weird Dream

It began in a prison that I worked in.  I was a cop or a guard or something.  The prison was large and gray and clean.

I walked down to the end of a hall to a cell with one prisoner in it, who was like a trouble maker.  Since he was alone he seemed fine, so I talked to him about something and then walked off.

As I was walking to the break room shots rang out.  There were a lot of shots fired and then suddenly everything became quiet.  I ducked down in the hallway I was in and when the shots stopped I ran to the location with my gun drawn.

The trouble maker prisoner who seemed so innocent was standing in his cell with blood splattered all over him.  In front of his cell was a pile of dead guards.  I just stood and stared at them, frightened, as the prisoner stared at me expressionless.  I wondered how he was able to get one of the guns and if he would use it on me next.

I began to feel sick and ran off as other guards got to the scene.  I ran into the break room and stood there.  Inside was a woman and her kid, who was around three or four or so.

And then it got weird.

The woman was in the middle of teaching her kid and I just stared at them.  I somehow knew that the kid was the past version of a friend of mine, that I had somehow jumped into the past.  The woman had to leave to do something and asked me to watch her kid.  I said nothing and the woman just left.

As I stood and watched the kid play with her toys I wondered if I should tell the woman what she really turns out to be like or if I should say nothing and let her find out for herself.

But, in the dream, current friend was very much into porn and crap, and it made me wonder what happened that messed her up so bad, in a comical way.

And then the woman came back and began to teach her kid again and I sat and talked to the woman about the shooting, as she was calmly asking about what had happened.  I told her as I stared off stone-faced and she was very calm as she voiced her concern.  And then I began to talk about how I couldn't take the job anymore, how it was so awful, how I just dealt with it, but after that incident I couldn't.  And she told me something about being strong and how I could handle it.

And then I woke up.