I dreamed that I had to go clothes shopping but I never found the time to do it. My family went to a fair and I laid down on a bench, but there were some very territorial birds around so I left when they showed up. The fair had a sandbox but it was full of pebbles and the texture was awful. My brother and I convinced my dad to buy us ice cream, which we started eating before even paying for it because it was really hot that day. Somewhere along the line, I went through a door, and now the dream was something else.
The Life Series cast was trapped in some sort of mansion. There was a mural with 'broken hearts', which were silhouettes of people who had been wronged, and when the corresponding person touched them they cracked and revealed the shape of a heart. Every person had to go inside their own silhouette, I think? But Pearl was very upset and didn't want to look at it. She went into another room, but there was a painting of herself, and mannequins that screamed at the top of their lungs when you looked at them, and Pearl ended up breaking everything in the room
It was very loud because of the screaming mannequins, and apparently this was a TV show or YouTube video, so I asked my family to turn down the volume.
When the episode ended, one of the recommendations videos was the newest episode of a series I used to watch (doesn't exist irl). It was a little one-person project that started silly and immediately spiraled into heartbreaking angst, as those tend to do.
It was set in the same building. The main characters couldn't get out, unclear why. The outside might not have been real at all, it might have been some sort of mirror world. I was one of the characters, idk if I was the main one tho. Also I was at least on the second floor of the building
I was looking out the window and saw a friend of mine outside. Something felt very wrong about it. My friend was trapped with me, they couldn't get out. They approached the door (which was directly under my window) and went in, but nothing happened where I was. I didn't hear anything. My friend joined me in looking through the window, at the same time as the copy went back out of the building, now followed by a copy of myself and a third member of our group.
We panicked and hid, just in case they could see us. We were in danger. The third friend said that salt damages them, so he brought salt and started throwing it out the window in hopes of hitting them. The copies noticed and started climbing, but they didn't know we were there.
We put salt on the windowsill and ducked under it so they wouldn't see us push it at them, but one of them saw one of our hands and immediately recognized what we were
They tried to take one our friends trapped in the building with us. They tried to erase him and replace him with their version of him. We fought and won, but we'd already been found.
Things were coming in through the windows. They looked like people, but that's not what they were. I got cornered by someone who seemed high ranking, there was a purpose to what they did. They put a gun to my head, but it wouldn't kill me. It would 'reset' me, make me someone else entirely. It wouldn't have been the first time, but this time I was really, really scared. I tried to plea, but they shot anyways, and the screen went black.
...then apparently this was a film, because I immediately went of script because the prop gun had somehow gotten very hot and burned me a little. But I was fine dw. This was for the me who was an actor. The me who was a viewer was so disturbed by the story that I immediately went to listen to the whole soundtrack while rotating it in my head
And then my dad said that we're going clothes shopping! But all the mannequins had signs that said that they were only meant to wear a specific kind of clothing, all the clothes had tags that said they were display only, and even the changing rooms said they're not Actually for changing.