I should have written this one down sooner because as the morning draws on more and more of it fades, but here it goes...
(Not the full dream, but the part that I remember the most)
My brother and I are about to start watching a movie. In the dream, he calls it "Scream" but it's not the same movie we know of the serial killer in the white ghost mask.
The movie starts off with showing 1 person, a woman, panicked, sitting down at a desk in dark call center or agency like room, no cubicals, just open space. As she sits down, she starts singing a song to herself,.. for some reason I want to say the 12 Days of Christmas, ... but as she starts getting to the third or fourth verse, her face starts to become strained into a painful over stretched joker smile as her fingers come up to point at her face, and her eyes close, and she's stops singing as it becomes harder to do the more her lips stretch into a smile, and she becomes petrified or frozen in place.
And then more people start to come in, taking their seats, some less panicked than others,.. and I start to recognize some of these people, senators, actors, (I remember seeing Jack Black in there. I can't recall anyone elses faces, but in the dream, I could recognize who these people are).
And one by one, they start taking their seats, and start singing 12 Days of Christmas, and again, by the third or fourth verse, they are frozen in place with the same creepy joker like smile on their faces, with their hands or fingers pointing towards their faces or smiles.
The room is soon filled with people like this,.. 100, 200, the same thing happening.
For some of them, they are still conscious, just frozen in place, unable to move. For others, they are completely gone, unconscious, or dead.
Some of them have gone into this large tank, sitting in 2 or 3 rows of about 10-15 seats. And then a man comes in. (I don't recognize the man, not his face, not as an actor or prominent person of interest). ... and he walks over towards the tank, filling it with water while these frozen people are still inside. The tank doesn't even get up to half way yet ask the man starts to walk away, but the camera cuts back to the tank, focusing on 2 or 3 of the peoples faces (not recognized) as the water starts to fill up past their necks and over the top of their heads.
And that's all I remember of the dream.
The take away I can think of is that this large group of people have been inflicted with a poison or disease that will petrify them anyways. And that the singing of 12 Days of Christmas is either a ritual to try to stop it, or it's a way for them to countdown how long until the effects of the poison/disease take hold, even though it's all relatively within the same timeframe.
The feeling I get from the water tank portion is some of the people might be dead in the group of above 20-30 of them... but just to make sure, while they are frozen in place, they are executed by drowning by the nameless unrecognizable man.
And I will reiterate, the people in this dream are mostly, if not all, people of power or influence, people WE are supposed to know or have seen.
And even though I know it was a dream, I just can't get over the creepy smiles they all are forced to wear as they become frozen in place.
I'd like to clarify, they aren't smiling because they want to. In the movie in this dream, the smiles are being forced because of the poison or disease they all share, like it's their bodies weird reaction, not that it's conscious or controlled.
For some people in the dream, they embrace what's happening, and smile anyways before they become petrified, but for most, they are scared and unwilling, but sing the song anyways.
The biggest question is how much of it came from your own subconscious understanding of what's going on versus external concepts coming in. It's not improbable that this is your translation of what you know + what you deduce.
Could be that it's bad actors being forced to act good (still comes off as grotesque) knowing they're going to get punished anyway yet maybe they're still avoiding public ruination. Their last acts playing good are frozen in time.
Or it's the same bad actors still being forced to do wrong, still held by the same blackmail/extortion and going down still obeying. Would the outward show, pointing to their own rictus-taken faces, mean the same in both cases?
Party of the interpretation relates to the emotions and thoughts evoked in you at observing all this. It's framed as being a movie, a horror movie- I don't watch those, so in not sure what that's supposed to evoke, unfair deaths, justified deaths, good guys win, bad guys win...? What's your feeling and expectation about sitting to watch a horror movie? (If it's your invention or if it's a message from outside, your precursors are still important.)
I agree, I had a dream the other night that was nutty, creepy, out of control and kinda frightening then for some reason I went to my mailbox, that wasn't my mail box, it was a free standing one like out in solo homes in the country side, I opened it and pulled out some paper that was in it and on top of the reg mail there was a $50 dollar bill and a single inch wide strip that was black on the back ground with shiny gold lettering that said, "This is owed to you, expect the rest later." then later in the dream, I was at this family type party leading my horse through the party decorated house (that I dont have but, I had to ride the horse there because, the bus that I was on refused to take me to the location..) took the horse out the back door because it was thirsty, very thirsty and the old man was watering and flooding the back yard so my horse was very happy rolling around in the water. I went back inside and was handed a fine leather folder and was told it was for Fathers birthday, everyone is donating or leaving celebration in there and was told to go place it on the religious table and I asked what one was the religious table (all the tables are decorated) was told the plain one with the simple flower arrangement, so I went over and before I placed the folder down I reached into my purse and took out the $50 and added my donation but, as well, put the golden typed strip onto of the donation. That was all I remember of the dream. lol.
So I started keeping a blank notebook journal thing in my nightstand with a good pen and a little clip nightlight, and I make myself write everything I remember right away, including the little voice type of thoughts and feelings. I saw trends and connections over time, with the outliers being the ones that seemed really unrelated to my actual surroundings, life, family etc.
Some I could later see were intuitive expressions of what I was thinking and feeling deeply buried. Others seemed to almost be messages from passed family members leading me to things I had not known or others needed to know. Finally some seemed to be truly externally sourced, like one where I was like a fly on the wall in a hotel where "important people" (my internal impression) were sequestered, not allowed to leave until they managed a deal. I did not know the languages but the faces until I started looking them up and found they were a combination of dignitaries and officials, not all elected posts, from northern and eastern Europe. I could not recall what they liked like until I returned to my nighttime notes that included whatever features I noticed most (cigar, pocket watch, fancy vest, particular moustache etc). So I think it's vital to get these impressions down as soon as you can, when everything is strongest and fresh in your mind.
Also, pray, pray again and pray some more, so to protect your open mind from anything not coming from Christ or His direct messengers. Good bless you, fren, we'll keep an eye out for each other's dreams!