Trapped

Hello loves! I know I haven't updated with a dream in about a week, I've just been too busy with life to have the time to sit and type a lot of them out. That said this one has stuck with me most of the day and I have a feeling it was begging to be shared. W and D are people I know, and for the sake of privacy, amongst other reasons, I've decided to nickname them and use their initials. Anyways here's the latest weird from my head xx

7th June, 2011

I was standing on a roof top with W and D. They were waiting in line for a driving test and I was sitting on the edge of a stone chair enjoying the sun. It was W's turn to test so she looked at me, I gave her the thumbs up and she got into the car and started to drive. Her driving was pretty bad but somehow she managed to pass. She was really excited over it and came over, gave me a hug. I smiled and asked her if she was ready to leave, she said no, she was going to wait for D to do his test. I asked her why and she said because.... I looked at the schedule list, some people had been cancelled but it would still be an hour before it was his turn. Frustrated I asked for the key back to our hotel room and that I'd meet her later. I opened the door to the roof top and headed down the stairs. The stairs were carpeted and lead to a large reception room, to what looked like a 4 star hotel. When I got to the bottom, I turned left and headed up another stair case that swept across the room, to where the bedrooms were.  On the way up I passed two police officers and I remember feeling quite nervous. I turned around to follow them back as I saw the door to my room was open and another officer was coming out of there. Before I reached the bottom a guy came up and looped his arm around mine and took me upstairs. "Not so fast" he said. I remember getting a creepy feeling from him. He led me up past the rooms and finally opened a door, the second last room from the end of the hall. He threw me hard into the room, and I hit the floor. Getting up I saw him slam the door behind him. I moved for the door but the handle wouldn't budge. I looked around the room. It was white with a small bed on the side, a large double window, leading to a balcony, a small bathroom on the left hand side and a kitchen sink with tiny fridge. I remember knowing there were cameras around, yet I couldn't find them. I headed to the fridge, hoping for something to eat and drink, yet it was empty. Frustrated, I headed out onto the balcony and saw a guy I knew who worked for the guy who had trapped me here. He gave me a sad smile, as he stood on the balcony next to me. I sighed and looked out at the water, wonder if I had jumped would I survive? I felt a small tap on my shoulder, and it was only then I realised the guy was next to me. He handed me a plate of fruit and told me I looked hungry. I smiled and said thanks as I bit into what looked like a white apple. I felt like I knew this guy, but I wasn't sure why, as he stood next to me looking out at the water. I heard the door open behind me and the guy quickly dashed away.

Standing next to the guy from the staircase was another guy I knew as "Duncan". He seemed angry for some reason, although I had no idea why. The guy from the staircase began to tell him things I had apparently done, how I was out flirting with the guy next door, knowing he was on his way. I had no idea what was going on except for the stinging sensation as he slapped me across the face. I stood up angry and pushed him hard against the wall, the door way was clear as I made a dash for it and headed down the staircase. I took a right turn and was in the security room. There was a shot gun on top of the computer desk, and I picked it up. I checked to see if it was loaded and headed back to the room. When I got there, both the men were still there, Angry and confused, I smacked the first guy in the face with the end of the gun. He screamed something out as he went down and more men went into the room. I moved into the room, my gun aimed at Duncan yet moving back and forth between the men who were coming into the room and this guy I was supposed to know. I felt the guy from next door behind me. He told me to put the gun down, that this wasn't worth it and could just bargain our way out. I flashed him a look, and his face told me, this was a really bad idea. The men came closer "don't move" I screamed at them. My finger felt the trigger of the shotgun, and it felt heavy, almost as if daring me to pull it. The guy put his arm around my waist and whispered, “you don't want to do this... you know you don't" Still the gun seemed to stay pointed at them. He pleaded "Kerri don't'. At that moment, one of the men lunged forward; I felt my finger hit the trigger, as if it was something that had been done many times before. The blast echoed through the room and for a second, the entire room went white. I could hear the guy next to me saying "what have you done" and then nothing. Everything was white, it was quite. I felt for a second everything had changed. I could hear the echo of the gun growing louder and louder instead of fainting out, until it was so loud I couldn't think... and then I woke up