Dream #1
I was in a room with a few other people, one of them possibly my mother. The room was something like half a stage. It felt very wide but very shallow. The floor was wood or stone. At the back were something like stone steps, two or three, white and porous, leading up, perhaps, to nowhere.
I may have been laying on the floor. But now there were rats scurrying about. We had to get rid of the rats right away. I may at first have thought that we were going to beat the rats to death or poison them. But I now knew that we had to catch them, one by one, pick them up, and inject them with a poison that would sedate them. Then we would take them out of the place.
But the rats were all running around so quickly that I had no idea whether we could actually catch them. I may also have been afraid of touching them: if they were so quick, they might bite me just as quickly.
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