I came home around 7:00 pm from the Willowbrook Mall. I fell asleep at 9:58 pm after finishing my Eulogy. This dream oddly doesn't directly relate to the major issues in my life right now. I was in this sort of super mall, where few people were seen in any of the departments. I showed up at the entrance and went inside. The food court was packed! I couldn't describe how many people were in there. It was as if an ocean flooded five or six feet of the mall floors! I made my way out of the food court and into the stores. At a clothing store I found a little child that was depressed because he couldn't purchase anything until the next holiday. I felt confused because spring break was growing near us. I looked at the nearby calendar over the counter of the oval-shaped help desk in the middle of the store and found that it was completely blank. I flipped the pages and found nothing but the feeling of illness and anxiety. I dropped the calendar and ran out. I ran into a store that appeared to be a candy shop and found it also packed with people. I literally had to walk on top of people's heads to move around. The candy dispensers and containers were empty, yet there's people around? I found an elevator at the end of the room, and fell into it. There was 3 floors to choose from, and each one made me feel curious to find out what lies in each store of each floor. I pushed the ground floor button and the elevator dropped at an alarming rate. I felt afraid that I was going to die in there, when a huge thud came from the floor. The doors opened, and a tall, pale man wearing a black suit and tie came in. I tried to look behind him. There was complete nothingness outside the doors. I introduced myself, but he didn't respond. His face was faded, as if he were wearing a mask with its paint smeared partially off. He pushed a button that I haven't seen before: a red button. Then the room suddenly went black and I saw him. The face was completely gone and his arms extended to abnormal proportions. A whisper came to my ears that said "This is where I died, and it will be yours too." A painful ringing sounded in my head that I couldn't silence. I tried to get out, but I was trapped in an elevator. The man somehow knew I had a fear of elevators. I yelled out "I'm dreaming" and repeated it until I woke up at 7:40 am in shock. The fear of elevators is definitely in there, and I think that the theory of extensions of waking life are involved in this dream as well. I got the fear of elevators from when I was 8 and a group of kids started jumping on the Galleria Mall elevator while I was in it, causing it to somehow stop. We were trapped in there until the doors opened back up. There was a red button that set off an alarm while you held it. The feeling of fear generated while I was in there. I guess that's how I got my fear of elevators. The mall always to me was kind of like my "safe place." Tomorrow I have to work on this fear, I hope there's no red button.
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