I Dreamt Of Being Trapped As A Native American Wax Figure

I was visiting a wax museum in either Texas or Arizona. I was walking through and ended up getting distracted by the time. They closed the doors and h the figures came alive. I swarmed. Something happened and my soul was taken. I was put on this display as a Native American woman. I was up on a shelf and I was told if I wanted to get my soul back that I’d have to serve for the museum and work to earn it back. I was also told that if I go to sleep I will die because my body has no soul. I believed that I could work to get it back and so I worked really hard until one of the wax people snuck up to my exhibit and told me that I was never going to get my soul back and they were just trapping me here so they could have a new exciting exibit to get them more money. At that my shelf that I was sitting on broke and I fell. There was a big commotion of people and I ran. I ran until I got home and tried to get back to normal life. I went to my work and people treated me strange. I told them I was fine and that they shouldn’t worry about me. I was just there to work and go home. They shrugged but seemed very disturbed. I had gone home and Mom and Brian acted like I was normal so I believed the people at work were just being rude to me. Brian said he needed to go to the Home Depot and get some things for my mom’s garden and asked if I could come along to help load stuff in and out of the truck. So I went and got in the passenger side of the truck. Brian was already in the drivers seat but once I buckled in he quickly got out and locked me in. I couldn’t get out and I asked what the hell was wrong with him and he said that I wasn’t Christina. He didn’t know what I was but I wasn’t Christina and he was going to make sure that I was gone. This made me very sad but I couldn’t wake up. I only woke up when my mom came home and woke me up.