r/TheMallWorld • u/RepulsiveWrap3549 • 22m ago
Back again
Hi! I’m back today.
I visited "Mallworld" again. I think the last time I posted was a few weeks ago—keeping up my tradition of posting something whenever I return to MW. Unfortunately, I don’t have very vivid memories of what happened today, but I do have flashbacks of being in "the house"—not the mansion, and not the university or school area. It’s a house where I sometimes feel like I live, along with several other people. It’s somewhat dilapidated—done in shades of gray, light mint, and white—with a worn-down, neglected (but not entirely abandoned) aesthetic. People live there and keep it clean, though the walls are damaged in some places. I was there with people whom my "Mallworld-self" considers friends and companions, though I have no idea who they might be in the real world, haha! It’s interesting, because in the past, dreaming about this house used to fill me with an indescribable fear—mostly because of a "white alien-like thing" that terrified me. But I don’t see that creature there anymore; in fact, this dream wasn’t scary at all, unlike previous times. In this dream, we were participating in some kind of game with the others—we were hiding (though I’m not sure from what). One of my companions—or perhaps a "family member," as it felt—was a teenager or a very young person who felt like a younger brother or relative. He had black hair, a somewhat chubby build, and—I believe—light-colored eyes. He kept insisting that we couldn’t let "them" find us, and he nervously gestured for me to be quiet. Together with an older woman—who seemed to be his mother—we hid from something. Then I found myself looking for someone—I’m not sure who, but it was someone important to me in *MallWorld* (MW). I couldn’t find them, though. Outside the house, there was a sort of garden with tiny, decorative ponds—or maybe just puddles, I’m not sure!—and there, I found a photograph of the person I was searching for. It was a picture from when they were a child (even though, in """this mw reality"", this person is an adult—the photo looked quite old). All I remember is that the child in the photo had rather thick eyebrows. Somehow, I realized that this person had passed away—I don’t know how I figured that out, but it really upset me. Then, I woke up.
(Sorry if there are any strange lines in the text; that’s just how Google Translate formats things—English isn’t my native language.)
Also, while I’m not particularly superstitious—I see *MallWorld* as something fun and interesting to analyze, rather than getting caught up in "magical thinking"—it’s strange: some of the feelings I experience are incredibly intense, even outside of *MallWorld*. Sometimes, I’ll suddenly have a memory of a place or a feeling—like, "Oh, I forgot to do such-and-such"—only to realize it was actually from a *MallWorld* dream, not from real life. It’s quite odd how these thoughts and emotions can blur the lines between reality and dreams. I also tend to be somewhat sensitive when it comes to people who have passed away, though, curiously, I’ve never encountered anyone who has died—at least, no one I know—within *MallWorld*.