I had two dreams last night in which I was attempting to obtain a milkshake. I’m not sure on the exact flavor but it had a vanilla base and neon-green blobs of.. something.
In the first dream I had Lily with me and the whole milkshake obtaining process seemed very simple. We enter this swamp area, drop some ham into the water, and take a hidden sub to the diner. Things started going awry the moment I dropped the meat.
Lily was having trouble swimming out to our vehicle and so I turned around to help her. She was flailing a bit and I could feel myself slowly sinking. Next thing I knew, someone else had gotten onto the top of the sub and were planning on leaving without us.
When I confronted the lady on the deck she went a bit berserk. She seemed delusional and pulled out a small knife from her lunchbox. She was trying to stab me and succeeded in stabbing my hand which was trying to take the blade away. I felt I had no choice and plunged the long steak knife (which had appeared in my other hand) just a short ways into her abdomen. It was a very sickening sight. The handle and majority of the blade was still exposed, and the stab was only a couple inches deep.
She fell overboard and I tried to push her all the way under while she continued to slice at my hands.
I woke up then feeling quite disturbed. I walked around for a bit then went back to bed.
This next dream was less severe but I had a similar goal: that milkshake. I found myself in Nigeria and had to swim through this canal to reach a resort area. The water was disgusting. It was full of hair and locals trying to souvenirs which were made from various body parts.
I ended up deciding to leave once I got to the resort. I did get to meet Paul Teutul. Turns out he’s an amateur magician..