I was called in to work. And while I knew it was my BigBox store, it had the feel of a Goodwill store. I was called in to clean up a mess left by Elvis. It was evening, but he came back to work. We were going back and forth with the work load, and I was doing my best to avoid him. He asked me something, I gave him a short answer, and when I took something to a different department, he followed.
He was holding me at gunpoint. I was on my back, the gun pointed at my belly. And I was talking at him, trying to talk my way out of this whole situation, talk him down. But he was a bit wild; his attention would wander and he'd wave the gun around. Management was refusing to do anything with him.Trying to avoid him, I moved to a different area of the store, working in the children's clothing dept. His attention redirected, I found an opportunity to run!
When I finally got away from him, running and hiding behind and around racks of clothing, I headed toward the back, where there were long hallways with doors. Each door was a room used for housing homeless women. I tried to hide in one of the rooms where two women were trying on long sweater dresses. I left the room and headed down the hallway only to find a locked door. At the window, I knocked, trying to get someone's attention. It didn't do any good.
As with all weirded out dreams, this one didn't have an ending. But it spooked me enough that I turned on the TV and couldn't get back to sleep for nearly two hours.
Interpretations:
- To dream that someone is shooting you with a gun suggests that you are experiencing some confrontation in your waking life. You may be feeling victimized in some situation.
- Dreaming of being in a hallway may reflect transitions in waking life that are uncertain, difficult, scary, or dangerous.
- A locked door can be a symbol of goals out of reach or of gossip behind your back. A locked door may reflect your own unwillingness to open up to others or possible anti-social behavior.
Obviously, I have issues with Elvis.
And may be just a little bit afraid of what he may be capable of?
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