I don’t like when strangers know my name.

I was in some big open theater like area- i forget what I was actually doing. I was on the stage, talking to some girl and looking around. I was standing infront of a large structure on stage with too loosely closed doors, and when I heard people starting to comeinto the room I quickly hid inside it.

This is where I realized that I am either continuing adream I had and didn’t remember to type up about a week ago, or atleast felt like it in the dream. I realized I was in some sort of alternate planet, where I had been invited to stay, and one of the rules was worship every saturday- something I agreed to do, but did not actually intend to do.

I then realized that I was screwed, as the big thing I stepped inside was probably going to be used for this worship ceremony. When the girl I was talking to on stage came over and started opening it, she saw me, and stepped inside. She started laughing, and I admitted that this was going to look strange when I walk out. She opened it up, and people laughed when I came out and walked off stage to get a seat. Strangely lots of people knew my name. I decided to take a seat next to a similarly aged attractive female. She said hello, and knew my name. There was a kid across the aisle that called for me, and asked if I was the person who gave him a phone number or name or something like that for some reason I don’t remember (But I remember having doing so from said possible previous dream). I nodded and said yes. My hair wasn’t bleached when I saw him last.

Then the ceremony began, and it wasn’t long until I started being shocked by some energy from the structure I was in earlier, for not worshipping it. I got pushed around into several other seats, and was generally in a lot of pain for my decision not to worship. After several repetetive minutes of tis, I worke up.

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