Weapons & Flower dreams Mystery Cache

Few days ago, I saw a really weird dream. I was in early Sixties New York and everything seems to be as it was then. The weirdest part was, that I got rifle in my left hand and bush of flowers in my other hand.

I walked twenty second street to seventh avenue and there was a sign. Sign says 24 degrees to paradise city. I start to walk where that sign shows and after a while a man came towards me. He have long white beard and he asked me, what I’m doing. I said to him that I’m going where the sign shows and he said to me, that is so fine. Next he vanished in the air.

That was weird and started to walk again. At forty first street I see something on ground. I picked it up and it was a love letter. I shouldn’t open it, but I was too curiously. Letter said “Hope you are happy now, cause I used to love her”. That note doesn’t make any sense to me and I put that letter to my pocket. I continue my walk and suddenly the beard man appears again. Now he have I-shirt and biking trousers on him and he yells “one, two, nine, this is perfect crime” again and again. Next moment he vanished again. Now that was really weird.

My journey continues and soon there have more signs to read. Near fourth avenue sign says “you ain’t the first in here”. I think that this sign was maybe right about it. At the same moment ground starts to shake and it scared S*** out of me. I looked down and I was in the middle of railroads. I watch my back and huge locomotive was heading to me. I started to run , but I wasn’t able to get out of the tracks. I run as long as I could and then the train vanished. Huh, that was close. After my breathe get stable, I think by myself something like out ta get me.

Suddenly places start to change. Everything start to look like seventies houses and I found a newspaper from ground. I checked the date, and I was right. 14 years was gone in few seconds. At the same time I checked my flowers bush and there was a new rose in middle of tulips bush.

I looked around me and seems that I was now in Harlem. It’s not a good place for a white guy at night, so I turn around and started walk back to downtown. After few blocks that beard man shows up again and now he said to me, that don’t cry. I asked he, why I should cry and he told that I have to go to night train. I asked him what there is common between trains and crying, but he vanished again. Somehow that old man was right because I headed to substation.

I take the escalator to station and it was totally abandoned. Only person was ticket seller and I went to her. She said to me, good day sir and how can I help you. I answered, that I need ticket to downtown. She give me ticket to R train and said it’s so easy. I asked her what did you just said. She said don’t mind but you have to go to civil war. Now I was totally confused, but maybe she connects my rifle to war somehow. I left her to talk strange by herself and went to train that just arrives. Train doors didn’t opened and man behind the door said, that be patience.