I was walking through a busy building and I entered a room where a white tiger was dead. I stepped back and I realised that there is a tiny baby tiger on the floor. I wanted to leave the room but the baby tiger cried and I could see this baby tiger was starving. The baby tiger was tiny and I could put him in a bento box with some food.
I went out of the building and walked up to the small ramp. There were people waiting with guns. I approached one of them. I cannot remember what we were talking about exactly but he or maybe she explained to me how things work. I remember that I was amazed about how we can understand each other by using different kind of language. I think they were not human, maybe elf.
After the talk I ran to the hill with excitement and shouted at them ‘please shoot me with one shot’ and then i saw all black and all sound muted. I was waking up from the dream and I thought i have to start again.
from my dream diary on 8th April 2020
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