Dreamed of an adorable yet strangely mature 3-eyed little boy who loved Skinny Puppy. Couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. I met him when I was trying to break into a little white prairie church for refuge from some bad people. Inside the church was… something not church-like though. I can’t remember. Portals or machinery or a secret base or something and I was seeking temporary safety and answers/clues while on a recon mission. The kid was also doing reconnaissance, dropped off by his big brother, and he was hunting me at first because he noticed me while patrolling the perimeter, and I didn’t know his intentions so I ran, which turned into a weird game of armed hide and seek, then he caught up to me, and we realized we had the same enemies and interests so we decided to be friends. He gave me a high five for liking Skinny Puppy and he laughed; all three of his eyes were beautiful clear blue and he had long adorable eyelashes. He didn’t look strange to me at all, though I could see he wasn’t “normal”.
I have been having crazy jam packed plot-filled dreams full of family and friends and being on a mission or escape or problem solving, but as soon as I wake up it all fades so fast I can’t even define it long enough to write it all down. I feel like my subconscious is working very hard on a puzzle or something and reaching out to/checking up on lots of people.