I dreamed I was at either a hotel or a hospital. At times it seemed to be both. The walls were greenish like a hospital, but nice enough to be hotel walls.
I was looking for a certain room, but the hallway was crammed with chairs of some sort down the middle with people being made to sit down in them. Nurses, or what seemed to be nurses wearing white uniforms were calling people’s names and as people came to them, I realized they were being given shots. I had a very bad feeling about this and started walking faster, looking for a particular room. The numbers on the doors were gold like at a hotel.
I heard my name being called and I kept walking. The nurses, both male and female, began shouting out other things that confirmed it was me they were looking for. They seemed to know EVERYTHING about me; my maiden name, my Facebook, other online accounts, where I worked, everything.
They said, “We just need to give you a small injection.”
I said, “I’m not sick. I’m in a hurry.”
I tried to walk past a man wearing green surgical scrubs with a mask, but he tried to grab me. I rushed past hundreds of people getting shots in their upper arms, but it was like after they received the shot, they only cared about sitting and no longer struggled. Before getting the shot, some tried to fight the nurses off and cried, but whatever was in the shot seemed to make them like shells of their former selves so they just sat there, bodies limp, no longer making any sounds or moving.
I just kept searching for some room number, and hearing people behind me telling me, “It is only a shot. We need to give it to you.”
I felt like whatever was in that shot was so dangerous that I must keep going and looking for that room. I felt like whoever was inside it were people I knew, possibly my husband and family.
The last thing I remember was grabbing a door knob and opening it, hoping it was the right room and not more people trying to make me have the injection. Then I woke up.
Jacqui E. was born and raised most of her life as a Jehovah’s Witness, but her love for God and the Bible kept her doubting many of the things she had been taught. In November of 2011, she became a born-again believer in Christ and began hearing from the Lord soon afterwards and having dreams. Her earnest desire is to lead others to Jesus and to warn the Bride to wake up to the things that are soon to come.
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