I was in the kitchen with my dad when I looked into the dining room to check where my mum was. She was standing up and was in the midst of telling me something when she started to flail around. She told me she felt like fainting but moving her limbs helped her gain back her stability. My dad said he recognised that she was being possessed. I noticed a piece of paper flying away from her body and realised it was the “evil spirit” that was leaving her body. I tried to catch it and crumple it up, and even threw it into the dustbin but it was still moving. In the end, I threw it out of the window. Outside the window, there was another spirit of an uncle trapped in another piece of paper floating in what seemed like a vacuum. We watched in horror as the evil spirit paper tried to attach itself to my uncle. (this gets confusing LOL) After that, my dad was driving us in a car when I saw the two pieces of paper again. I told them to stop the car so that I could run out and retrieve the two spirits.
I was taking an uber with my friend, H. He was in the front seat next to the driver while I was sitting at the back. He surprisingly had his hair waxed really nicely and styled. I was about to comment on it when he proudly showed me a electric razor (the kind used at barber shops) in the rear view mirror and started to shave off his styled hair. Not completely shave off but he did trim it. The driver looked really amused and I was just dumbfounded. My friend told me to help him take a video so I tried to take an insta-story video of the process. But I lost the video in the process of trying to save it. Once we alighted the car, he was annoyed to have found out I accidentally lost the footage. I thought we were at school but we seemed to have ended up at what looked like a huge football stadium. I saw many people rushing to sit for their tests and I panicked and rushed off as well. I ran past a few girls playing soccer on the field and recognised a few friends. Ran into a giant changing room and met C and another friend. We began to change into clothes for some reason. I changed into this sweater and dress but I looked so frumpy and it made me look like I had a pregnant baby bump. It was so unflattering and a group of aunties who appeared seem to like it though and complimented me (not sure if it was sarcastic mocking). Suddenly, a group of guys came and began to taunt C for her brother’s death which happened a year ago. She looked very upset so the other friend and I purposely led her away. The other friend was threatening to beat up the bullies on C’s behalf.
I was in a classroom that looked like how it would be in a secondary school class because the tables were arranged in typical exam format. Single tables arranged in rows and columns. Yet, it was a presentation given by student groups like in university classes. There was a group giving a presentation but I wasn’t paying attention to what it was about. Suddenly, my group told me we were supposed to present next. I was taken by surprise because I wasn’t prepared and hastily tried to read through my script. Before we started, many people began to leave the classroom to go to the toilet or skip class. I felt a little insulted although I knew I shouldn’t be since I wasn’t even paying attention to the previous presentation. While my other group mates were presenting, the presentation seemed very messy because they were not clear about the script either. Once it was my turn, I was a stumbling mess because the script I was reading off did not match the slides. It made me very frustrated and embarrassed because of how unprepared I looked. I also felt like someone had purposely tried to sabotage me.
Was supposed to meet my marketing group for a project meeting and we met on this huge road outside a colourful building, with a giant wall that acted as a inspiration board. We were coming up with a company to base our project on. S was leading the discussion and asking for our ideas. Everyone was throwing out companies and he would paste their posters on the wall (not sure how he produced the posters on the spot). I was a bit offended when he asked everyone for their chosen company but he skipped me. Then S started to critique one o the girl’s suggested company, which was a pancake shop. There was a giant pancake poster and he asked whether there were any flies around the pancake stack. I retorted that the advertisement itself may not be lousy but the marketing campaign could be improved on. A few of my other group mates, including C, also backed me up. Then, he casually mentioned his boyfriend and we were all taken aback. Somehow, I already knew he was gay but when everyone was surprised, I wasn’t sure why but I seemed to have forgotten I already knew. One of the girls repeated “boyfriend?” incredulously. I felt like I blanked out for a while because next thing I knew, he had dropped his things and ran off immediately. Our group shifted our meeting to a highway, and we were eating food from a aluminium tray. There were blue noodles, bee hoon and some other food. Our remaining group member arrived late and we had to explain that our meeting was cut short due to some weird unforeseen circumstances. Somehow, the different food on the tray had represented the different companies we wanted to choose so I wanted everyone to vote. The guy who came late wanted to choose a chicken wing company and was about to order food from them to include it in the strange voting process. Then C walked past, talking on her phone. She wanted us to find S. So our whole group continued down the highway that was supposedly leading to JB. Apparently, I knew that S liked to run away and hide at one of the parks near the JB side because a similar incident had happened before, so I was confidently leading the group. We had to walk past alleyways so we split up for a while. I was holding a knife to protect myself. At the end of each alleyway, there would be a group of ragged-looking kids holding various weapons like sticks of knife who would perceive me as a threat. I would try to walk past them without them trying to attack me but sometimes when I slipped past them, they would hit my butt with sticks. Nothing too dangerous or painful. We eventually regrouped and found a shirt on the floor belonging to S and then found him hiding behind a tarp. He was acting strange and said that he “left the gay S behind” when he fell asleep. We were all very confused. Then, I received pictures from my parents who were celebrating halloween with a large group of people I didn’t recognise. I was looking through the photos when I received a call. Upon picking it up, I heard many different voices at the same time and realised it was a massive group call from different friends. I was quite freaked out. Had to go run an errand for mum and so I picked up this bag containing 2 mannequins (which I assumed were halloween props) to drop off at home. Went into a lift where I met this man who looked like dracula. Alighted at the 8th floor and was scared to go home alone because the mannequins in the bag scared me since I felt like I was carrying a body bag. Called J (who apparently became my neighbour) to check if he was home but he told me he was out. I went into my house alone but realised I was in the wrong unit (don’t remember how I got in in the first place tho) when people I didn’t recognise walked in. Embarrassed, I apologised and quickly escaped. I ran into my mother while I was out of the house.
I was at a bus stop on the way for my first tutoring session. A young girl approached me and was apparently my tutee. I was confused because I was sure I had to change bus and was waiting at the bus stop for a reason. But since the girl said her apartment building was nearby, I was quite thankful that my journey was cut short so I followed her anyway. G was also nearby to meet us. I was wondering why she was there and low key felt like my tutoring role was being threatened. We climbed up the stairs to her unit. The inside of her house was bigger than I expected. We greeted her mother and I realised that G was the chinese tutor, whereas I still retained my role as the math + science + english tutor. I was relieved. The girl’s mother questioned G’s competence in the chinese language. G repeated a chinese phrase the mother said and they both asked me to judge for them. Even though G’s chinese sounded off and pretty bad, I lied and said it was good because I didn’t want to betray my friend. We were given food to eat and I realised that the family ran a food catering business. We all sat down to watch TV while eating. I was confused why we were relaxing instead of getting down to tuition business.
I was an actress on set. My surroundings looked like an expo hall but the ground was rocky and uneven terrain. I was surrounded by many people who were part of the cast. Someone wheeled in a wheelbarrow filled with bricks and no one offered to help move it in. Suddenly, a short and plump woman boldly stepped forward and began to push the wheelbarrow. She was evidently trying to show off her strength, declaring proudly that she’ll be the one to help. As soon as she took a few steps, the ground beneath her gave way. She fell to the bottom of the pit that materialised, crushed underneath the heavy bricks and boulders. Everyone was shocked. A few directors began to knock over more builders and sandbags into the pit, commanding people to help cover the body. Apparently since the woman was going to die, they might as well kill her and hide the body. I was horrified but also too stunned to do anything. Subsequently, I had to act out a scene with an old man -who was acting as my father- in an airport.
I was at home standing on top of the chair at the shoe cupboard area. There were candies/chocolates stuck in the wall near the ceiling and I was collecting them in a jar. I discovered an electrical cable plugged in which strangely led outside of my house. Tracing it, I found J using her laptop right outside my gate. Surprised and confused, I invited her in. In the kitchen, there was a somewhat small snake creature. I wanted to get rid of it but I didn’t know how to. My dad came in and used a medium length rod (or was it a huge spoon??) to chase it away. The snake had wrapped itself around the rod. My dad tried to shove it inside a plastic bag but it kept escaping. I took the rod from my dad and began to strike it (together with the snake) against the walls or anything that it could come into contact with. It was trying to retaliate by biting and it took very long before I could kill it. After it died, I felt very guilty. It was my first time killing an animal and it felt wrong.