Last night I had one of the most intense dreams of my life.
I was in some small village somewhere far away and in the mountains, very secluded. Me and my son were being forced to go down into this deep mine (I think to work, that was the general vibe, like it was some forced slavery work place).
On my first trip down, it was very dark and moist. The walls were a mix of old shoddy buildings and different types of earth with wood support beams to keep it from collapsing. I felt deep feelings of fear, as my 3 year old son and myself were forced deeper and deeper. On our way, we were traveling down with and passing lots of different people, most were young women and children, worked to the bone and covered in dark dirt. We also passed 2 different armed guard types with AK-47's. The workers were so scared and abused that they probably didn't even need the armed guards to keep them working. Rarely did someone look up from what they were doing, all hope seemed lost.
As we got deeper and deeper, the passage ways got smaller and more dangerous. I was starting to understand why young women and children filled this place. The walls and floors were constantly shifting, as if the whole thing was about to give out, and you could hear creaks the whole time. Giant earth shifting around constantly.
The passage ways started getting so small that I remember thinking there was no way I was going to make it thru, but the people told me to wait for one second, until I could see the pattern in the shifting crevices and jump thru when it expanded just enough.
When I got to what seemed like the bottom 'main work' area, it was packed to the brim with young people, working hard chipping away at the earth, sweating and just being depressing looking.
At the bottom was a single guard...which made three total in the cave keeping hundreds of young women & children working themselves to death, obviously against their will.
I had this thought that we could get out of there, all of us, and it wouldn't be that difficult. Something happened, and in an instant I was choking the first armed guard until he stopped moving. Then I grabbed my little son (he was walking on his own but holding my hand) and we headed back as I screamed "you're all free!!!". A few people started coming with us, but the vast majority just stood there still working and didn't even have the ability to try and break free.
The way up was just as dangerous, I don't remember it exactly, but we defeated the guards on the way up, and re-maneuvered thru the creaking earth & tiny crevices until we were at the top. The journey took quite a while in both directions, and I felt a sigh of relief when I saw the night sky upon re-surfacing.
Then, just as I was having my first few relaxing feelings, something happened, and I was like re-doing the whole thing again. We were forced down the mine and it was a nearly identical re-take of what happened earlier. I remembered KNOWING that I had just gone thru the whole ordeal a moment earlier, but the dream played out again, with me making the same decisions each time....again, knowing that I had just done all of this.
After making it to the top again, I remember just feeling very glad that me and my son made it out of that nightmare...
I said to myself "All of our prisons are created in the mind".