Wandsworth Prison

[Selski]

This was very strange to say the least.  It happened early hours this morning.
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Awoke at 4am.  Couldn't sleep so counted down Monroe-style.  Very relaxed.  Some time later I started to see images, various random images.  They would stay for a couple of seconds and then disappear to be replaced by something totally different.  One that stood out was an image of 3 clocks, all next to each other horizontally.  They were fairly ornate, the numbers looked correct, but I couldn't read the time as there were little barometers and compasses also on the face of the clock and I would have needed more time to study the clock hands.

Then I saw a building.  I could see the board outside.  I saw the words "HM Wandsworth Prison".  These letters were clear and didn't shift as I looked at them, which is a new one for me.

Rather than watching the scene, I was now in it, completely lucid and decided to explore.  There were two guards standing outside the prison.  They looked bored and were talking to each other.  I went towards them, confident that I couldn't be seen (they made no signs that they'd seen me), and decided to go through one of the guards and into the prison. 

I started picking up speed and as I made contact with the bigger guard, I met total resistance and bounced back off him.  This surprised me very much indeed as I normally go through people no problem!  He didn't seem to notice anything had happened.

Then the scene changed slightly.  The guards were gone and a prisoner had managed to get to the door and was beckoning me in.  He wore light blue trousers and jacket.  I followed him in.

Now it started getting strange, because I became two people.  I was "me" being out of body, but was also the female who had entered the prison after being beckoned in by the prisoner.  At times my consciousness was in this person, and other times I was standing to the side of the person watching them.  I don't think "I" (as in the first me) could be seen.  For the sake of clarity I will use the terms "me" being me consciously OBEing and Female 1 being the person whose body I sometimes inhabited.

I walked around the prison for a while following the man.  Then we sat down and chatted for a while, of what I don't remember.  I was inhabiting Female 1 during this period.  Then I fell asleep on a chair. 

When I awoke, "me" was standing next to Female 1.  There was also another female (Female 2) sat at the other side of Female 1.  Female 2 could see both me and Female 1.  Female 1 was told she had to sign some papers before being let out of the prison.  She asked whether she was pretty and so I looked at her face.  She was attractive and so I told her.  This satisfied her and she went to the desk to get the papers.  As she leaned over the desk, I noticed she had quite a large bum!  As I had this thought, Female 2 said to me, "she may be pretty, but she's got a big arse!" and we chuckled quietly together.

I looked at Female 2 and asked her if she knew me.  We had a bizarre conversation where it became apparent that whilst she didn't know me personally, I was one of her "kind".  There were many of us doing the same thing (whatever that was).  I asked her name and she said, "Cynthia", as if I ought to know already.  I didn't remember her from any previous dreams.

I was starting to get confused because I didn't know quite what I was doing there and whether I was me or Female 1.  It felt a bit like I was in Locale 3 inhabiting Female 1 and not being sure about what Female 1 was doing, therefore not knowing what I should do.

Once the papers were signed, the three of us went to leave the prison.  Cynthia was now a man, but she was still Cynthia (you know what it's like sometimes in dreams).  We stopped at another desk.  I said to Cynthia, "isn't it great when no-one can see you?" 

Female 1 was doing something else at this desk, getting a pass or something, and we were just looking around waiting for her.  There were some little stands with what looked like credit cards on them.  However, they weren't credit cards.  They were televisions.  There were hundreds of them, all showing different films.  I was absolutely taken with these things.  The size and shape and slimness of a credit card being able to show a full length full colour feature film!  They were free and were plentiful.  It was as if they were ten-a-penny.

As I watched them, I saw that Cynthia was now in one of the films and was dying, or dead.  Her insides were hanging out and it was very unpleasant to watch.  Instantly, I knew that "they" were watching us, were able to see us, and had "got" Cynthia, without us being able to do anything.  I also knew it would be me next, if I didn't get out of there.

I turned towards the exit thinking that I'd run for my life, but then had the thought of levitating right through the roof and away as fast as I could.  I figured that would be the quickest way out.

At this thought, I slowly awoke.  Before I opened my eyes, I was left with an image of an orange shiny ceiling (like highly polished wood).  The ceiling was moving and there were little black blobs flying off it.  Even when fully awake (although still with eyes closed), the ceiling image lasted for a good few seconds before fading.
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How crazy is that?

Sarah

[Stookie]

My first thought: What a great example of "Phasing" - you described it perfectly.

Second thought: You would think a prison represents something you percieve as holding you back / keeping you trapped. Maybe a feeling that other people are keeping you from something.

Why you would jump around from different identities, I haven't the slightest clue. Very interesting experience though.

Even when fully awake (although still with eyes closed), the ceiling image lasted for a good few seconds before fading.

I get this in the morning as I wake up sometimes - I can still see a final image for 4 or 5 seconds after I'm fully awake. About 75% of the time it's a digital alarm clock, I guess because it's time to get up.

EDIT: I googled "wandsworth prison" and found this:

http://www.hmprisonservice.gov.uk/prisoninformation/locateaprison/prison.asp?id=474,15,2,15,474,0

Wandsworth is a large prison in South West London, with a separate vulnerable prisoner unit. It is currently able to hold 1416 prisoners and is the largest prison in London. Alongside Liverpool, which is of similar size, it is one of the largest prisons in Western Europe.

The prison was built in 1851, and the residential areas remain in the original buildings. There has been extensive refurbishment and modernisation of the wings, including in-cell sanitation, privacy screens for cells occupied by more than one prisoner and the more recent installation of in-cell electricity.

Here's More: http://www.richard.clark32.btinternet.co.uk/wands.html

There is also a wikipedia entry

[Selski]

Hi Stookie

Thanks for the response.

You would think a prison represents something you percieve as holding you back / keeping you trapped. Maybe a feeling that other people are keeping you from something.

I hadn't thought of this.  It could well be the correct interpretation - thanks!

I know of Wandsworth Prison - I used to live just a couple of miles from Wandsworth in London.  In fact, one of the prison chaplains was a friend of my boss at the place I worked back then.  He used to visit my boss every week or so and bring in his favourite drink which we'd all share - pink champagne!  He was a bit of a character, that's for sure. 

The information about the prison is very interesting - again thanks for looking it up.

Sarah

[jub jub]

Nice experience Selski! I always enjoy reading about your adventures.

I managed an OBE last night as well but nothing like that.