Dream Interpreter AI™

Lost in the Abandoned City

I have a concert outside the city it’s a two hour drive every day so I decide to stay for four days in the nearby city where I had a house The city was next to Azerbaijan and it was pretty much abandoned only few people but there were not outside As I traveled through about het city to get to this one there was another abandoned city with only a broken church visible. The city that I arrived at was made from tuff and was orange ish pink, just like the specific trees around it. Enemy country was separated through those trees and a single line Забор, which was supposed to have a person watching over but there were simply not enough people in the city so no one was but some using it as a dude hustling There was a huge cultural center with a church next to it just as gigantic despite the lack of people and citizens. There also was a park and a train that travelled through into the cultural center and out. Next to the church there were two tall advertisement boxes that were round and the text was saying put your advertisement here. There were too many of those booths right next to each other for no reason especially for no one being there The advertisement center was all lighted up even though there were only 2 people who worked there Everything was made to look busy and was lit besides the house that were just as empty as the church and anywhere else I enter the cultural center to ask for way to my house and to also explore more about my city and house that was passed down to me As I enter I walk forward entering another door Than I take a turn into another door than I go upstairs as I go upstairs there are doors that I have to open as I go just mid stairs Than I turn around when I reach like the half of the stairs and got up again and there is a door to balcony right as the stairs end so no hallway just stairs to the door and as I open the door there is a woman with Afro hair and red letter bodysuit with red lipstick and grayish brown skin and there is a green light reflecting on her from the outside. She was just standing on that balcony and staring out when I opened. Than she turns around and I start running down from the second floor balcony. The stairs are curved and take me back in, there are many more e doors but I try to follow the path I came from I end up in a train stating inside the cultural center it’s all like dead ish light green that is so ugly and disturbing with all tile floor like a bathroom but with a train and it’s pretty clean for a train stating underground but still is covered in the clear but gray tones that are just everywhere. The train arrives but it’s like it’s chasing me too and someone keeps calling me back and I try to run out but I think I ran out into another reality as I believe I took wrong turn somewhere because I never entered the fake train statin when I was walking in. I end up outside and I’m supposedly free the rest of the train lines are outside the church that I didn’t notice before. There are two open wagons suggesting that there are part of the train head that was chasing me and I ask the train why were did you lie to me obviously there is no answer. When I was running through there was a narrative that was saying “he believed that he never exited the building the right way till 54” and as I was hearing that I was thinking why 54, did “he”(the he is supposedly me but I think I was a girl) die after 54 or did something happed after 54. I had to enter the building again tho i don’t know why exactly but I know that I had to do something but I was never told what, I was to be busy. As I enter it from many of the other doors than the one that I entered from last time, I walking through another door like right next to the entrance where a woman is seating with big curly hair that were short and orange she was wearing glasses and a bright but dust green cardigan and Thai wary orange brown ugly wood colored everything around here the wood was glossed but dusty like no one walked through it it was covers in that barely visible gray tones just like the women and the air. It was like dead, I believed that I exited the right way but I also was told by the narrative that I had exited the wrong way, and I did feel weird, but also was telling myself that the narrative had made a mistake in its speech. The women looks up to me and talks fast and sharp and as if answering me even when I didn’t get to ask her a question. I say that I think I told a wrong exit from the cultural center idk why I tell her that because I also feared her cause it was her voice that was calling me back and chaining me in the first building. This woman also had a very white dead skin like grayish white. She just kept talking, saying that she doesn’t have my records how she doesn’t have my «анкета» she doesn’t, she doesn’t know me, she doesn’t have my record, and she is saying that while writing something frantically but she never checked who I am and never checked the millions of анкетаs behind her that I say just check it but she stands up and she starts looking her hands move frantically for no reason as she looks at only three of the анкета. She is still saying that I don’t have one but she takes mine and sits down. She has it but she is saying that I don’t have one while she is actually filling my info up without me even saying who I am than before I can do anything she hands it to me and is basically pushing me out while she is still seated behind her desk. I get out this time into another hallway. Despite it being nighttime the hallways is lit with daylight from a window but it looks like an old house hallway. It’s still all wood but this hallway is t covered in that gray film as much as the other places, especially the first building. But where I’m standing at, away from the window and next to the door I just exited, is heavily in that gray film. I turn around and there is no door behind me so it’s just a hallway so I walk up to the window when one of the doors open and someone pulls me in. I don’t resist any of the things happening btw besides in the first building. I feel like I’m just observing everything. The room is an operation room for surgery, but it’s supped old and awfully cold and it’s all wood the same glazed wood with even on the operating lights that were covering in that gray dust and the roll in this patient and I don’t even look up to her face and I just keep tilling everyone I’m not a doctor I’m not a doctor I can’t and the man next to me tells me that I have to or else… and than he tells me she better live. Than a frantic woman, the one with Afro hair in the first building that was chasing me enters in in this ugly green blue scrubs with orange lining and hands me a paper that is a diploma and the man that I mere looked up to see his face says that you were lying you are a surgeon, I wasn’t lying, I wasn’t a surgeon, I was a musician that had a concert two cities away at 6pm, I was supposed to stay overnight here and go to my concert but the time was weird here, passing by unreasonable fast but I knew I had to operate. I was asking for gloves and sterile materials and I was asking for this and that but they don’t listen at all as if I was talking to the wall and hand me a human hart and the nurse tells me put it in she doesn’t have one I grab a dusty metal surgery knife and cut into the chest, it doesn’t bleed, the woman is not actually alive, but somehow the monitor behind her is beeping, I can’t see it cause I don’t lift my head up. I put the heart in and try to saw the arteries in and I tell the nurse to do open heart massage so she keeps the impossible unlogical heartbeat Beeping, the nurse does two pushes and stops when I ask her again she does the same thing and stops, I keep telling her to do so but she doesn’t listen, while the man next to us, the supposed authority figure is saying “she better live after this” I fear to say anything. I keep telling the nurse to do cpr she doesn’t listen and starts behaving like a kid, she starts making circles from this play dough that ism where she got it from but it’s a super ugly pink color and she is putting those pink circles on top of the heart as if buttons. I just give up asking her to do CPR and just saw the heart in, than I try to close it but something is wrong so this so called nurse tells me to get a ligament from her ankle, I tell her that it has nothing to do with that and that I need to go but she grabs my hand and pulls me to the patients leg and tells me in a very demanding way to get here a ligament from the ankle. I tell her that this patient will end up dying because nothing they give me is clean or sterile and than she starts whining how I’m being annoying and unnecessary and how I’m thanking things too seriously and it’s not that deep, I’m feeling crazy at this point, the doctor keep repeating every few minutes “she better live” I run to cabinets, it looks like the medical supplies someone would have at home, not actual medicine or things for surgery, I grab a bottle of iodine. As I do I get some random flashbacks while the heartbeat in the background is getting louder. The flashbacks or of a child purring the iodide in his eyes and screaming crying in this same room as he goes blind. I try to snap back, I never seen these things happen so these are not my flashbacks. As I run back with the iodine I end up seeing that flashback once again and I just shake it off again cause my mom is calling me now. I’m scared to pick it up, in that moment I feel like a kid and I’m scared she’ll scold me but I end up answering while opening up the ankle cut out a small piece of ligament for whatever heck that nurse was and hand it to her. She takes it and jumped around happily. I answer the phone and my mom starts telling me how she is at the concert venue and when will I be there I tell her that I’m finishing up a surgery and to ask the orchestra to wait for me. She gets defensive over me operating and tells me that it’s not that deep just close the person up and hurry up, she is waiting she wants photos with me. I tell her that i cant just close the person up, it’s a human being (supposedly), it’ll die, I can’t let it die, and my mom answers that I’m going to ruin my musical career and that i need to go use on important things. I scream to my mom that I’m trying, and the nurse next to me that is doing nothing important just adds her own comment that my mom is right. I don’t argue with any of them cause I’m already so frustrated and overstimulated, I wasn’t even a surgeon nor did I agree to this and they demand so much without even knowing me. I start sawing the ankle back just make sure to stretch out the ligament, hoping that when that person heels I they will have a functional ankle, and I feel like I’m the only one who cares, and it’s weirding me out so much, because it’s a human life, right?! I close up the ankle, pour a bunch of iodine all over the heart surgery wound and the ankle, hoping it won’t be infected and try to wrap the ankle up with gauze, praying that it won’t kill the person, while the doctor next to name keeps saying she better live, while doing nothing, and the nurse is just giggling with this human ligament. My mom somehow falls again and is one speaker while I’m frantically sawing the wound, she I’m telling her that I need to just warp the person up quick and I’ll be there but she is saying again it’s not that deep. I end the call without saying anything as whatever I say don’t matter or have any affect, that’s why I’m also not talking or asking the nurse to help me with anything, again, she doesn’t listen at all. I wrap them and listen for a pulse. I say it’s alive and grab my stuff to run out. I run out and I keep running through the doors. I end up outside it’s the behind of the culture center and there are the houses. There is not a single lit house in there, it’s unimaginably empty, cold, and dark, like pure black sky, dead, dried up trees, and a foot of snow, the only thing that has the lights on on every single floor and part is the culture center and the church. The church scared me so much tho so i didn’t enter. I try running through the streets and allies that were just snow, no one, not a single breath, everything was wrong, trying to find a home I didn’t even know the look of. I give up, throw my stuff on the ground besides my instrument and heavy coat, and start running to the road I but off of to this city. It was an actual freeway but barely any cars passed by, I ha me with a bus that I didn’t know the schedule of. I just ran to that bus stop, it was way past my concert time, but I still wanted to go there, knowing I’ll still have to come back. I see a bus, wrong one, wrong one, another wrong one, there is only one lightbulb at the bus stop, it’s flickering, if it dies, I’m here forever. Despite knowing that I shouldn’t depend on the light bulb I still do, I’m tired. I call mom, without me saying anything she screams you didn’t even play at the concert, you can’t be tired, i didn’t tell you to do that surgery. I just end the call. I call my friend. She answers and without me saying anything she tells me you’re crazy. I end the call, I’m too tired and I know it’s pointless to answer or explain l, and I have no idea how they know why I called them and it’s bothering me, but I’m too tired. I have another friend that I can trust, but it my last, so I fear to call or ask for help, because what if it’s the same thing with them, I can’t lose them, and I’m to tired to speak, so I wait. I fall asleep in that station. It’s morning, I wake up, the bus station is now somehow a train station, and there are a lot of people. They are gray too, the same creepy way, but the nature is the only normal one there, it’s all cherry blossom, but i then recognize the train station, it’s the one from the culture center, the same color, the same tiles, I never took the right exit, I’m stuck, the train arrives.