Station

Apr 16, 2026

"i’m in a convenience store that i don’t recognize with a gas station out front. There is a guy who i don’t recognize and we’re talking. He tells me that he is going to new york to visit his parents. i have a shopping cart full things. We walk out together chatting and stop outside the convenience store door. I ask him if he needs to use the shopping cart and he looks at the shopping cart almost confused or without expression, and I say “you’re going East, right?” He looks at my shopping cart and then at me. Our eyes lock in a moment and he super cute- not conventionally handsome but i’m very attracted to him but in a safe and unusual way, like an instant crush. We have an instant connection. Something between us is unspoken and he never answers the question. Then I wake up. I’ve never seen this person before. He doesn’t look like anyone i know or have seen anywhere, But there is something so adorable about him and instant chemistry or connection (at least for me — i don’t knkw what he was thinking) I woke up thinking who is that guy? I have to find him. "

Mar 25, 2026

"I was driving at night with my three friends and we came across this old gas station. it was 4am, i remember seeing the time. The people working there told us that it wasn’t a safe part of town at all and to be cautious. upon leaving the station, we saw people sneaking around the way we were, almost like we were scared of being seen by whatever was “dangerous”. we drove a little further and came across an old town where we settled down for the night. when we woke up, i remember smelling onions and looking behind me to see a woman cutting them up, i remember feeling like i wanted to tell her how to cut onions right but decided not to. for whatever reason, there was a bunch of kids who i saw sneaking off and followed them. on and off during the dream by that point, i saw an old woman, half naked, bleeding and walking around. anyway, i followed the kids as they entered an abandoned house. for some reason, i remember feeling like i need to go in and protect something. when i snuck in, i saw a small straw doll with half of its head bleeding. there was a bloody string that had somehow attached itself to me and thus attached the doll to me too. i felt the need to pull it towards me, but looked away when i did. nothing happened. eventually, i walked out and the doll released my hand, beginning to turn into the old woman i had seen before. i followed her silently as she entered another old, run down shack. as she was entering, she turned into a young man and laid itself over one of the empty beds. it called me inside, asking me if id like to see its scar, since it was hidden to my eyes at that point. when i walked up, it revealed its scar, which was the left side of its face almost eaten off. it was bloody, but i wasn’t scared. "