Prisoner in Syria (French version)

Dream#1 : Prisoner in Syria

Dream: The dream starts and I am in Syria, as if I was someone who was working there, I saw myself making food in a small restaurant I think and some terrorist men came in and made me a prisoner... So I found myself in Syria as a prisoner of the EI group and I saw how the prisoners were mistreated not so much, they were also hung in the air and left there after the torture...

Then the guards would take me back to a room and undo my bonds and start crying. They were two Westerners, Europeans... They were crying and they had organized a therapy with me... They told me that it was good for them to do what they were doing and at the same time that they were trapped, they could not leave, they had gone too far... Then they had lost the straps to tie me and I had to pretend to be tied when I got out...

While walking in the streets in Syria one of them decided to create a diversion and I was able to run away, I didn't stop for a single second and I could see myself going down a big and long street until I came back to the West... There I was hyper-tensioned, because I knew that Daech was anywhere under any face... I never felt safe...

Then I was with my spouse and we wanted to take a boat and in the locker room of the boat I saw a young man of 12-14 years old enter and leave a revolver to another young man of the same age... I knew that it was for me, that they had been dispatched to kill me... I succeeded in immobilizing him and in knocking him out to tie him up...

I was in a terrible fear, it creates a kind of hyper-anxious and constant nervousness because everyone could become an enemy... I tried to call for help and then the people of the boat arrived to help me... I could not believe that a young person accepted to kill me for only a few euros, I was thinking about that, about the society in my head ....

I was thinking that I would never be at peace, that I would almost have been better off dying there because I felt so tense and hyper-nervous, constantly checking everyone with my eyes... As if each person could become the person who would want to finish me off by being hired by the terrorists...

There I find myself in a car and as I pass through a square full of people, I see people with Muslim-style headscarves, veiled women, etc. And I know exactly that they are all agents of each country who had disguised themselves. And I know exactly that they are all agents of each country who had disguised themselves... I also see the mother of the child who had tried to kill me and who is an immigrant and who has become an infiltrated terrorist... I see German and French agents disguised in the square...

Then in a car, François Hollande and Angela Merkel are there and are protected by secret agents of their governments... I continue in the car with the man from the boat and we return to the boat and there a young man throws us the decapitated and bloody head of the teenager who had not succeeded in killing me... I jump and I wake up from the nightmare with a start...