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FBI Recruited

I’m sitting in the movie theater near the back isle. I’m in the isle seat with Bell to my left. Mary sits across the isle from me with one empty seat between us. I’m goofing off, stretching my legs across the isle as “Fucked Up World” by The Pretty Reckless plays with lyrics on the screen. The lyrics are about power. I’m dancing, stretching my legs out into the isle, and enjoying myself when Bell tells me to knock it off. Upset, I move to the seat next to Mary. Bell apologizes, but I stay where I am. I’m leaning away from Mary toward the isle because we both hate each other, yet I don’t want to relent and return to my seat next to Bell again.
A car comes down the isle, followed by a black man in a suit. He stops at my seat and asks me to follow him up to the stage/screen. I cautiously tail behind him. Once we reach the screen, he hands me a packet of papers, saying I have what it takes but it’s my choice.
I look at the papers, and am in shock to see it’s an FBI recruitment paper. I ask if it will be dangerous. He assures me it will be. I ask on a scale of A to Z, how dangerous. He flips through a stack of paper, apparently assessing the danger level of where I’m to be assigned, and tells me that the danger level is “DDDD”, which is the equivalent of if I asked 1 to 10 and he told me 1000, basically.
He takes me back behind the screen, then to a garage with a mechanical door up in the rafters. The door opens to a secret lab. The only way to get the gears inside the door to turn and unlock is with a key shaped like a screwdriver with a gold nut on the end. He gives me one of the two keys, and I press my screwdriver into the keyhole. I hear the gears move and eventually the door opens.
The guy walks into the darkness, illuminated by blue lights that run along the base of the walls. The man lets a dog off a leash, then shows me the floor security lazors.
We go deeper an deeper into this secret facility, until we reach the security room. Monitors line the walls, showing live security cams surrounding our location. An alarm goes off, and on one of the cameras I see Mary and Cory followed us here.
We have to close the secret door before they find it. I run for the front again. The man calls after me to wait, but I don’t listen.
I’m outside of the garage on the block now. I still need to get in and close the door, but I get can’t into the garage from here without being seen by a guy in the truck waiting for Mary and Cory. I run by, going down the sidewalk just as if I’m going for a jog. It doesn’t raise suspicions, thankfully.
I go around the block and go to the alley, thinking I’ll be able to get in the back door of the garage without being noticed. I’m not sure which house is the right house since I’ve never seen it from the back, so I go down the alley until I’m approximately far enough down the block to be in the ballpark of the house. I start trying garage doors, but every one I try is wrong. The first is an empty open garage, the next leads straight into a house, the next I see a black girl sitting on a flight of stairs talking on the phone. Thankfully I notice her before she has a chance to notice me.
Finally I get to the right garage, but while I was in the alley, I became covered in mud head to toe. I get all the way up to the rafters but when I take out my screwdriver, the gold nut is gone. It must have fell off in the mud of the alley. There is no time for me to go find it before Mary inevitably gets into the garage. I look down from where I’m perched in the rafter, figuring someone might of dropped the nut of their screwdriver as they went to unlock the door. What I see when I look down is a mess of equipment, that kind of looks like a combine harvester’s blades. I’ve been warned not to go down here, but he security of everything hinges on me getting a nut to lock the door. I climb down cautiously, finding it’s a lot easier than I thought it would be. I pick up a handful of nuts, but then have to hide behind a short upright board when Mary followed by a guy talking to her enter the garage from the front door. The guy spots me, proud to have noticed me. I try to find a nut that will fit my screwdriver before they reach me, but all of the nuts slide off the end to easily. [End]

Relative to Real Life~
Night of October 11th, 2014
Real-life characters: Bell, Mary, Cory.
Dream-created characters: Other people in the theater, FBI recruiter, dog, guy in the truck, girl on the stairs.
Real-life places: Theater.
Dream-created places: Behind the screen, garage, other garages and houses, block, alley, secret facility.
Reasons:
“Fucked Up World” = My radio alarm was going off. It woke me up enough to register what song was playing, and then I fell back asleep and slept through the song. The song seeped into my dream.
Different than real life: The song “Fucked Up World” doesn’t have lyrics specifically about power, I haven’t been to the movies with Bell nor Mary in years, I haven’t spoken to Mary nor Cory in years, I’m not an FBI agent nor have I ever been offered the job.
Reoccurring: No.
Precognitive: No experiences yet.

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