Shopping mall / Warehouse

In the first part of this dream, I’m with my sister in a large shopping mall, driving her around in a trolley. We’re laughing and yelling, and we’re excited by the sheer size of the place. It more resembles a spaceport than a mall, and I believe the ceiling is around 100 feet above ground. We don’t really want to buy anything, we just want to run around and explore and look at everything.

In the second part, the whole place has become a warehouse, and I now work there. Around us are giant forklifts and other vehicles, both automated and with people operating them. Everything and everyone is really busy.

I am told to go somewhere and do some work. The boss points me to a section of the hall where a there’s a huge, white forklift-like machine. It’s wheels are the same height as me. This machine rearranges the items and wares stored on a huge shelf, in a completely random manner, and it does so with such precision and speed that the technique itself makes the whole thing worthwhile, at least to observe. I can’t see the use of what it’s doing, though.

I never get to do what I’m supposed to do, because now the machine starts acting weird. When it’s done doing whatever it’s doing on one of the shelves, it moves to another one, but first it obviously wants to scare me off or something, because it always comes at me at full speed, stopping only inches away from me, before it continues off to another shelf.

I am terrified, and I call up the boss to tell him about the machine’s erratic behavior. The boss gets there quickly, takes a quick overview of the situation, and then laughs in my face and tells me everything’s fine. He steps into a small four-wheeled forklift thingy and starts burning rubber. I’m shocked by how stupid this man is. He’s driving as if he’s behind the wheel of a sports car, speeding off, taking impossible turns, driving recklessly close to other people and always grinning.

However, his stupidity ends as he runs straight into a wall and makes a complete wreck of the vehicle. He starts getting out, giggling and looking like an ass, but the machine is still moving. He tries to turn the engines off but it doesn’t work. He gets thrown back in the seat as the vehicle makes some uncontrolled moves and starts spinning around, bumping into things. It reminds me of the way fatally wounded animals behave. The worst thing though, is that I’m just standing there, being so angry with the dumbass boss that I can’t move.

Some other people join in to see what’s happening, and they start laughing and pointing at the boss, who is now actually struggling to stay alive on the manic machine. Then we all go completely silent as the boss gets pulled into the wrecked machine, feet first. There’s a continuous spray of blood as he’s pulled deeper and deeper into it, until he disappears, swallowed completely. I wake up.