Escape From the Facility

I really don't recall where or how this dream started, because it was actually one of the longer dreams I've had.




I was either sneaking around this facility/compound/building, or I was being held in a room. Which ever one was true, I had been captured and held against my will. Either way, I knew that this place had many other people held as well, in rooms all throughout the base/whatever it is. I make my way to one of these rooms (again, either was already in it, or stumbled into it from a vent or something).

The room was about 10'X20', having a dirt floor and a lot of plantlife for whatever reason (mostly small bushes and such). There was a steel door to the left of me (facing the back of the room) that was obviously locked, a strong/heavy barbed/electrified fence in the front of the room that lead to the outside I think, and on the opposite of the door, was a square hole in the wall near the ceiling that was also covered by a fence, with a slight incline behind it as well as more plantlife.

I get in this room and hurredly move toward the smaller hole (ceiling one, it was big enough for a person to crawl through) but quickly drop to the ground as I realize that there may be cameras in the room. I look up and see one, but fortunately it is facing away from me. Realizing that it may have seen me anyway, I work as fast as possible to break the smaller fence portion. I don't know if I had stolen a key or whatever to get past this, but I got through it either way.


-insert shenanigans I don't remember-



I end up in another room, this one already having someone in it, a middle aged man. I try the same trick with the smaller (vent I assume?) fence thing, but this one is actually smaller, so I can't fit. Guards come, and the guy and I have to fight them off (there were two of them, dressed in black uniforms). I take their guns (pistols) and the other captive and I move toward the larger fence. We both begin pushing it/ trying to break it or whatever, and eventually get it to lay over. He escapes, and I do something else that I don't recall.


-insert more shenanigans I don't remember-


It really sucks that I don't remember these parts, because they have to do with the actual facility and not these damned prison cells -____-"


I make my way to another cell, and find a little boy. The cell was the same size, but the covers on the vent thing and the wall that was open were both glass instead of fence. I realize that I cannot get out of this vent either, so I look at the wall. I see that it leads to the outside, to a river, as well as what looks like what could be a way away from the facility. For whatever reason, the area near the river was sand. I take a few steps back and run into the glass, trying to break it (didn' use guns for the sake of preserving ammo and keeping quiet). For whatever reason, the glass doesn't break, but instead, the pane/wall/glass panel/whatever is knocked out of its place and swings open where I hit it (knocked it free from the glue or whatever they used I guess).


We both go outside, and the boy runs away I think. Above me is a bridge (a rather large, cement bridge) that leads somewhere, but I don't pay attention to it. I look across the river and see some smaller buildings and such, and think that it's a way of getting away. I look to my right, down river, and see (go figure) a decently large group of bears hanging out near the water. There were probably about eight. I think one of them sees me, and I take off across the river. I jump in, and begin trying to swim across, guns in hand for some reason. I realized that by submerging the guns, I rendered them useless, but I also knew that I could still use them to bluff.

The current almost sweeps me away, but I make it to the other side.


The buildings I saw were little abandoned shacks apparently.


I move on, now heading toward the place that I had come in at (though I didn't see it in this dream) when a shiny black car pulls up. I quickly throw the door open and put the man at gunpoint. It was some agent or something that worked for the base. I say something to him and we talk for a moment.

He pulls out a pistol as well and tries to cock it or shoot it (don't remember which). Whichever he does, I swiftly reach forward and grab the gun, putting my finger between the hammer and the sliding part. He is taken aback by the unexpected move, and I rip the gun from his hand, pressing a button and pulling the sliding part off off the gun after removing the clip. I toss the mess out parts out the window.






I don't really remember what happened next, I think he drew another gun and I did a similar move again or something.



This dream was a lot longer than I made it out to be though.


Also, I've had it before. I always have it from the beginning, but this part was the end, which I don't recall ever reaching before.