I was in the perspective of this young girl who had long dark brown hair. She was young, maybe 14? The dream starts in this grocery store-esque place that is set up as a maze. The walls of this maze are made up of the aisles and shelves. So many shelves. At the end of this maze was a doorway that led to what was essentially the backrooms. This dream was set up as a game, and throughout this "game" you are with this monster that, at the end of the game, turns into its true form and tries to kill you.
I befriended this guy who also happened to be in this place. He risks his life so that I can escape the backrooms, monster, and grocery store and drive away. The ending screen comes up---I wake up. Next, I am partially awake and it is now a castle and I am with my mom (not my actual mom, but this young girl's mother I am playing as). She is ordering that these people who were infected by the "backrooms" were to be killed. I did not want these people to be killed, so me and that guy I befriended went t go save the people. If you are breathed on by an infected person, you yourself would become infected. My friend gets infected. A weird fever dream-like sequence occurs and my friend asks me: "am I infected?" I run towards my mother and beg her to not let him die; I beg for his life to be spared. I told her that "he is my friend and he risked his life to save me," but she does not listen. These people must be killed. I went back to the platform where the infected were and grabbed my friend to protect him (I think I had some sort of immunity to this infection. Perhaps it was due to the fact that I had successfully escaped and therefore could not get it). The shades still killed him. They took away his spirit as I held onto his body.
I'm stood outside of the castle. I run up the stairs of the castle to go and find the soul of my friend because I had been told of a way to save him. A man sees me as I rush in and yells at me: "Hey, girl! What are you doing?!" There are four other men with him as well as a robotic creature. I get in the castle and desperately look around for a hiding spot. I hide in a curtain. I hear them yelling for me; the robot is screaming "DEATH. DIE. DEATH. DIE." I am scared that I will die. I am scared that they will find me. Will they find me? Will I die here? I hear their footsteps come close to me, but then they are far. I take my chance and go down a secret hatch and start to crawl in the direction of the "backrooms." I had made this tunnel when I was younger. They were a continuation of a tunnel system I had discovered. I figured they might come in handy---I guess I hadn't thought they'd come into use in a situation such as this. I can hear the men and the metallic humanoid, their footsteps running, walking, and stomping. I go down another level in this tunnel to avoid them hearing my breathing. At the end of the tunnel I go upwards, reaching the surface once again. I am in the middle of a closed off section of grovery store shelves. I can hear a man on the other side of the shelves, but I cannot see him and he cannot see me. Am I safe? He walks off a bit and I take my chance to go through another secret door leading to a tunnel system in the walls. The man heard me close the door, but he could not get to me. I was safe...right? The man begins to punch the wall and I feel the vibrations in my soul, revirberating on the caverns of my heart. I go on in the tunnel until I can hear him no more. My breath was ragged and shallow from fear.
I catch my breath. I wake up.
It was a partially reocurring dream. The location and events were very similar to a dream that has happened to me before, yet it was still different. It is interesting how this happens.
The setting is a church building where a chaotic "party" is held. The attendees at this aprt are mostly children---young children, probably from the ages of 1 to 10. My friend, I'll call her Goober for her privacy, was with me as I put my things in this locker outside of the church. She gave me back a piece of clothing I had lent to her. Another friend of mine (just call him Upert) came up to say "Hi," gave me something I had lent to him, and walked inside. I saw other people from my class, as well as the class below me, going into the church so Goober and I followed suit. Everything was chaos; exactly the same as the last time I had been in this place. I went to this box to hide because I was overwhelmed, but I didn't know it was connected to a different box where if you push at one side it presses that wall of the other box against the person...I am not sure how to explain this lol. Some horny 8 year old started thursting into the box so I yelled at him, disgusted, and ran away.
I went to this room called The Checkpoint. I had been here before in the last dream; it had even been the exact same as how I left it. This room had puzzles to solve, so a friend (we can call this one Throp) and I had solved them together. All the puzzle were still solved, and the tools we used last time were still in the same places we had left them. Throp found me and we just stood in there for a minute, basking in the memories of what has happened before. But it is not wise to only dwell on the past. We must also live in the state we consider the Present. Throp and I left The Checkpoint and we found ourselves holding the Sacred Cream Cheese.
A deadly game was being played by this group of boys. A boy would chase whoever had the Sacred Cream Cheese. We decided to play with them. Apparently a girl named Maya would spawn in and take the Sacred Cream Cheese for the first round. In the third round I was given the Sacred Cream Cheese. I sprinted as fast as I possibly could: I went up the hill, my legs almost failing me as it got steeper; across the road; and through the fields to a nearby town. I could hear the stomping stampede of a boy behind me threatening to get me, to kill me. He wanted what I had. He wanted it bad. I had to run away; I had to live. I gained a lead and had a chance to find somehwere to hide. I ran into a crowded indoor marketplace and jumped behind a counter. I looked at the woman working with wide, scared eyes. The eyes of prey being hunted. She understood. The boy came over and yelled at the woman, describing me and asking if she had seen me. "No," she said with ice and daggers. The boy ran onwards and I crawled towards the back room and hid there. I texted Throp, who told me that the boy came back and called the game off.
I didn't trust her.
I woke up.