Afternoon nap dream: The elephant that wanted to help

I had a long dream in the morning too, and I wrote it down, but I wrote it down in Spanish and I'm too lazy to translate it. I slept again in the afternoon and I dreamt again, so I decided to write this one down in English for you guys.

This is a song from the album I was listening to when I wrote down this dream:

The elephant that wanted to help

In a country like India, because it seemed like an eternal red sunset, there was an elephant-man that wanted to help, so he talked with an old woman who told him that if he could not help more, if his condition was not appropriate, he would be taken to a group of specialised monks who would, and I describe the scene of what was going to happen to him, wrap him up in big leaves like those of a banana tree, and whip him day and night.

In that stupor of hopelessness and despair, if his will had anything to prove in itself, a god would reach down to him. In this vision, I saw his face shine and a smile crawl onto it. He had seen what to do. But I returned to where the elephant-man was, talking to the wise woman, and he was clearly worried and did not want anything to do with that. However, he was a pushover, so he would do it anyway regardless of what he wanted.

Two interdimensional girls

Then, there was a white girl who reminded me of young Lindsay Lohan. She was pretty, enthusiastic and the way she talked was energising. She approached another girl who had a hat on her head and a book in her hands. The newcomer girl started to talk to this other girl about the future and hope, and specific topics I can't remember. The conversation was going well, but I saw something build up in both of the girls that I couldn't quite place.

The first one suddenly said, "Wait, we'd had this conversation before, right?", and the other one nodded. Then the other one was saying things like, "But where have we met?", and I looked at their faces and by their emotions, I felt that they were talking about another time, another life, perhaps another dimension, and that they kept having this conversation over and over in the whole parallel instances of existence.

The call of fate

There was a sudden call and many people were contacted, including one or two of the girls I mentioned before. There was also a technological teenager that had disassembled electronic devices around him. The called ones also included a little boy who was on his bed taking pictures and playing with a smartphone. I was in the room at first, watching him play, and then I was looking at something like a Snapchat stream where the boy was with his father.

The little boy was lying down and holding his phone up. There was a cloud effect around him that looked very artificial, very snapchatty, and after a little moment of analysing the frame, I noticed that the little boy was completely naked and there were artificial clouds covering his lower half. I saw him start flying, always with his back turned to where he was flying, leaving the room and flying across the hallway of his home toward the living room.

In a shop

We were looking at the screen where the boy was flying but now it wasn't on a phone but on a TV. It was a place like a Dunkin' Donuts and the TV was to the left side, framed on the wall, leaned forward to make it easier for customers to watch the images on it.

A little being told me to use the "memeator", pronounced "mee-mee-ator", to help the boy against the little "mewt". I was like, what is a memeator and what is a mewt? Then I saw something like a flying GameBoy with wings that started flying in front of the boy like the clouds and started talking in a toon voice about a product. It was like flying, very disruptive ads, knocking away any possibility to see the still-running content.

I saw what the little creature meant and I said "memeator! handle it!", and the little GameBoy was disrupted and couldn't keep talking, and was then cast out of the screen. I saw the little Gameboy flying next to the boss in the shop, a 50-year old bleach-blonde woman, complaining very sadly that he had been unable to stay in the screen and that something had hijacked his thought processes and he had gotten dizzy.

The torture shop

The girls in the other chapter had been seen entering a portal for the next chapter, "the call of fate", and they had apparently gone to this dimension, where apparently my parents and a group of other older people were all in charge of picking the establishment where the elephant-man would have to go to undertake his enlightening torture session.

We all walked inside the mall in front of a shop, where we saw a woman welcoming us to the establishment. There was no front wall, so we could see what happened inside the shop from the hallway. I had the feeling that the fated ones that had been called before had come here to intervene and make this all look bad in order to protect the elephant-man.

Once we were all standing, the "show" started. There was a circular platform on the roof that had around a metre and a half in diameter. Hundreds of plastic cords started falling from it until they covered a person that was crouching on the floor under it. The cords started to surround the person's limbs and torso. I did not notice the person's gender. Then, something like hot water started being sprayed over him from the platform on the roof, and there was a red light being poured as well, and agonising screams.

Everyone in my group was appalled. Then the platform was taken away, together with the person, and my dad started saying "is that, is that?" not daring to point to the back of the place, where I saw a similar platform, but there was a girl on all fours, completely tied up in that position by hundreds of yellow cords not from one platform but from a circular frame that stood around her.

I noticed that my dad had a problem, due to being overly pudorous, to mention what it was that he was seeing, so I said "yes, dad, that is a girl on all fours, tied up for us to see", and everyone looked even more appalled at the situation. Soon after, I woke up. I can't remember anything else from this dream.