2025
This was a rather strange dream, in that it seemed to repeat itself progressively...
...As if taking a repeating and progressively further journey through a house...
...From the perspective of observing the person doing so, but actually seemingly being that person, to a certain extent, also...
I remember the last two repeated progressions, but feel that there were perhaps more before such a remembering / playing out of the last two...
It was as if the woman/female in question had perhaps been drugged at the time whatever took place happened/occurred...
...With her trying to remember more - in a sort of confused and alarmed/frightened way - but also in a determined way that was driven by intrigue / a need to know...
So anyway, the first of the two remembered scenes/progressions took place within a fairly wide oblong hallway, which was coloured/painted in different shades of matt crimson - with the walls being of a dark crimson - and the ceiling and possibly the woodwork being of a lighter shade of crimson (although i cannot be entirely sure, as it was more of a feeling than a clear visual representation) ...
I think there may/must have been perhaps a singular door behind / to the rear of said woman/female that led into such a hallway - and there was a Hilda Ogden(ish) type of woman with her hair in curlers/rollers and possibly wearing a scarf that only partially covered her hair, standing both in front of her and facing her - and there were two males behind her (with one of them being positioned more to her left-hand-side) ...
So the confused woman/female was slowly walking forwards, whilst looking/moving in both sideways directions also - in said confused/alarmed type of way, as if a sort of muddled deja vu effect was trying to play itself out within her mind...
...Resulting in the Hilda Ogden(ish) type woman, of smaller stature, backing into the end wall in seeming fear of said woman/female becoming more and more consciously aware of what took place...
And then it all re-ran itself, but this time when The Hilda Ogden(ish) type woman crashed into the far wall it caused the hidden/concealed wall-length(???) door to a small square bathroom/toilet to be revealed - with said woman/female moving into the front of it and looking intently at the much lighter coloured crimson porceline toilet in front of her - with her attention focussed upon the symmetrically swirly-patterned, and like-wise coloured, wicker-like weave deeply/thickly/substantially imprinted and standing proud upon its vertical surface, in a shocked but further intrigued sort of way that seemed to be saying/suggesting that it was all beginning to come back to her, in a still rather muddled but increasingly conscious way/manner...
End of rather strange night-mareish type of seemingly progressively repeating dream - cue the rather gripping Psycho film music eh - luckily, it was simply interesting to me, in a sort of emotionally unengaged/unembraced way (well, overall/predominantly, anyway) rather than in an out-n-out scary, emotionally locked-in, sort of way...