Dream Of Witch Mansion And Spa

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I had a weird dream where I had to enter a witch mansion with a companion. I don't remember the exact reason but it seems like i vonluntarily entered it to get some kind of information. The companion's identity also changed over time. When I start entering the mansion, it's like a labyrith. This witch is a blind witch as she had her eyes separated from her body and hanged somewhere in the house for supervision. So when I and the companion navigated ourselves through the house, i always felt like there are a pair of eyes watching us. At certain point, we heard an annoucement that the witch is not here, we needed to find her at my aunt's house. I knew the way there but I didn't know where we were. There was a large open window leading to a rice field. When we tried to see whether we can jump down, the companion who was now a close male cousin said that it was too high that we may hurt ourselves tried to jump down. We then remembered that there was a cherry blossom garden in this mansion that we knew how to get back from. We then went to a spa with a lot of girls, this spa seems to connect to the garden. At first, the spa looks very relaxing and enjoyable. I befriended with a girl and ask for a way out, she said she knew a way which was through two supermarkets connecting to each others. One was for citizens of these mansion only and the other was for normal people. She said we could pretend to return a specific drink and sneak out that way. I spoke to my companion - who was now my best friend and she said we should rather climb out to the cherry blossom garden as per our plan. We then went up to the make up section of the spa where we sees other girls but they seems a lot more vain and competitive. This make up section has windows where we can climbed out to the garden. I found an old friend, haven't met her for a long time but from my memory, she always made very irrational decisions, like some of the worst decisions i could think of. She had turned herself into a moiturising bubble machine. I was horrified, this is a kind of body horror. When I spoke to her, she can only see the bubble patterns to confirm her reaction. I could imagine what she thinks when she made that decision, that she would be the most modern and perfect beauty in this competitive catty environment. But her technology is now out-dated and she was put under a make up table. I spoke really gently to her at first but one of the catty competitors told me that the old friemd didn't recognise me. So i spoke harshly to her like i did once long time ago in the past. I felt guilt and woke up.