Dream Interpreter AI™

A Journey Through a Christmas Dream Maze

03/20/25 dream: I had a dream that I was going to see a Christmas play inside this movie theatre. I was dressed rather formally, in black heels, a long black dress, a couple metal pins of cute tabby cats for good luck, a full face of makeup, and I was only carrying a tote bag with me containing the absolute essentials. I reached the front doors of the theatre and swung them wide open, stepping through the void of artificial light. Only, the moment I made it through, it was the gym room of my old high school that I used to go to in my freshman year. I was intrigued, and tried to go check out the rest of the school, but the layout existed without the high ceilings and open areas, and the floor plan seemed to be randomized from the original. It’s like I was trapped in an infinite maze of the tinier and more claustrophobic hallways. I decided to try and explore to see if I could find any of my old teachers, but the hallways were so crowded that I had no luck. The only thing I could do is figure out where the play was judging by the foot traffic. No consession stands were around to be seen though, which I thought was odd, as everyone else seemed to have food and drinks though. I didn’t really care or anything, as I didn’t feel hungry per se, but I would’ve preferred food and drinks just out of habit. Anyway, I walked into the theatre and sat down, only to have a bunch of spliced footage of The Lorax (2012) and Illumination’s grinch movie playing on a projector in the background, as a man dressed as Rudolph began to strum on an electric guitar. I don’t exactly remember about the lyrics, but they were something about the environment and the sacrifice of the animals to make Christmas presents for the masses. I found the lyrics a bit pretentious at times, but it wasn’t offensively bad. That is, until the reindeers came on screen. A bunch of scantily clad women in brown body paint and deer prosthetics began dancing on stage, and they added an off-key chorus to the mix. It was here that I then started to cringe, so I looked in my purse for anything to distract myself. I found a bottle of red wine in there, so I took multiple massive swigs of it to dull the pain of this weird play. Shockingly, it had worked, and the Christmas play began to transform into a perfect rendition of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, and the B-roll footage of The Lorax and The Grinch began to turn into a bunch of videos of claymation Jesus in a Rankin-Bass style. I didn’t mind this as much, in fact, I quite liked it, so I stayed there watching the play now. The others though, they started to begin to disperse and leave, as they headed towards the back door. Some of the kids would go to the reindeer backup dancers and give them tips, but I only had Jacksons in my bag with no way to make change, so I just decided to leave. I went to leave the place, but then the reindeer backup dancers and the guitar guy gave me a look that bored into my soul. This freaked me out, so I decided to bolt out the theatre door, running back through the hallways as fast as I could. It took a while, and I saw many strange impossibly long staircases and fire poles on the way out towards the gym room. I eventually did find the same gym room I had entered though, and I stepped out to see a surprise. It was my friend Carson, staring at the wall and seeming to talk into a one way mirror. Confused and wanting to ask him what was up with the redesign, I called out “Hey Carson! What’s up? I haven’t seen you in a while!” I remember feeling a bit embarrassed at my voice because it sounded obviously drunk and not exactly as femininely and proper as I’d wanted, but I didn’t think he’d be too judgmental about that, so I walked over to him on the way out of the building. He then turned over to look at me, before he then said to the wall “I’m sorry, I gotta go see my dad,” and he began to moonwalk out of the door. I found this kinda funny, so I went to open Snapchat to record Carson’s moves, only to find out that my Snapchat app wasn’t installed. I sighed, thinking “I’m gonna lose him, aren’t I? God, the one chance I had and I blew it.” I then hung my head in sadness, still loosely tagging along behind Carson as he left the building. We made it through the front door of the gym, only to then materialize in front of the mysterious theatre again. I looked back, confused, only to look forward at Carson to see him now staring wide eyed at me in a look of terror. I asked him in an inquisitive and ashamed tone “is it something on my face?,” but before he could even respond, he began to sprint to his dad’s car full tilt. Then, like a scorned lover in a romance flick, I began to run towards him as well. I had nowhere else to go because I was without a car or any other friends, so I figured he would’ve been my best bet anyway, reunions aside. I kept running and panting after him, trying my best to keep up in heels while he ran with sneakers, but eventually that ended badly, as I feel knee first onto the asphalt. I sat there clutching my leg in extreme pain, as I looked over to see him entering a black van with three other people and his dad. The car quickly peeled off, and with that, I was left entirely alone in that car lot. There was no other signs of life in the parking lot that I could see, so I just began to cry unrestrained on the asphalt, thinking about how I had screwed the pooch on my reunion and been too anxious to reunite with my past teachers. I sat there for a while and cried, until then, the world slowly began to fade into a grey void. Tile by tile, the world crumbled, until then, when the world began to fade the last tile beneath me, I suddenly awoke. I woke up in a pretty bad mood today, still having a massive headache and feeling a bit downtrodden due to the events of this dream. Made me think quite introspectively, and I woke up with a few tears streaming down my face as well. Other than that, I am mostly fine physically aside from my low estrogen levels, no allergies or sickness or anything.