Dream: April, 2002

This one is equally bizarre as the previous one.

Randy and I had a daughter that a cult was trying to drug and steal from us. The cult used a cafe' as a decoy to their real purpose. Randy and set up a plan to go in and rescue our daughter. We went in at dark and snuck into the back rooms of the cafe'. We found her and while escaping ran through the front of the cafe'. This room was filled with our church congregation. They were all sitting up at tables. The closer I looked, though, I could tell that they were all paralyzed and were just propped up in the chairs. They had full control of what they were thinking, but could only move their eyes. Their eyes were pleading with me to help them. I watched horrified as the cult members were taking them one by one and killing them. I tried to grab as many as I could and drag them to safety, but they were so heavy and I felt I was not doing any good, as more and more people were killed before I could get them out in time.