treasure

I dreamt that I was on a journey. It seemed that I was in the desert, or at least a place that was dry and dusty... maybe deserted. The towns seemed empty.

I kept walking and I started noticing a pattern of how the towns were designed.. at least on our path, they seemed like duplicate copies in different states of evolution... being built, completion or torn down...

Our little dog was out ahead of us. I was concerned it first, it so small an so far ahead I couldn't defend it if need be, but it looked back with its sure little face and energy and I knew it was fine. We hadn't seen people for miles.

My friend or boyfriend's parents were out behind us a ways. There was a feeling that we should wait and let them catch up and another that said we should lose them. We had been walking for miles. I wanted to check but realized our electronics were down. We would be able to figure it out later, but I knew we were in the hundreds.

I saw a tall dark opening to a building. I think this is what we were looking for. We walked in and I joked about finding treasure. Then in the dark I saw a silhouette of a dark box on the ground out ahead about 100 feet. I ran towards it and sure enough, it was an old trunk. I turned round to see where my friend was. He had found something on the ground. It looked like a huge futuristic gun of sorts. I wanted to show him the treasure. We both were not thieve types, but very interested in the story behind things. We didn't want to take the treasure, but we didn't want someone else taking it either. We decided to focus on the gun thing and also who it may have belonged to that may still be here.

We walked farther down the dark tunnel and saw a light in a another opening down the hall. We walked in and saw many tables as if this was a room that knights or high political figures would meet to dine. I started playing with the gun more. It had screens, and gadgets that made me think it wasn't a gun at all, more of an information gatherer and tool. There was a video recording device and other screens and it kept humming. I could hear noises from outside and we both dropped and both wanted this gun to be quiet.

In came a group of people. The first was a stocky man with a beard. He seemed to be the leader, a bit aggressive seaming and barky. They saw us and immediately made us feel at ease. It may have been also that they had children with them. They started questioning us, who we were, how many of is and how did we find the place. I felt like saying it just revealed itself really, but I didn't share it. I didn't want them to feel that it was hard for them and easy for us... or that maybe we knew something they did not. We told them that only two more were coming. My bf's father and his gf (which was an ex's mother).