Up & under
This week’s dreams reached towering heights and plunged into hidden depths.
One dreamer climbed an endless ladder, only to find themselves suspended mid-air as the rungs disappeared.
Another explored a labyrinth of tunnels beneath a vast city, searching for a way out while dodging unseen threats. These dreams carried the tension of navigating spaces both above and below, where every path felt precarious and every escape hard-earned.
I was in my parents' house. I knew that my mum and sister wanted to kill me. I waited until they went out for a walk, then packed a suitcase and ran away. Later, I was hiding at a hotel. My brother was around and also wanted to kill me. The people who worked there were old colleagues and helped me escape through a secret tunnel.
