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    FIRE! Try to escape

    by , 06-25-2015 at 01:49 AM (409 Views)
    Entry 3

    How long did the dream feel like: Two Days

    So I am in this weird underground room, with a bunch of pipes lining the walls. It felt like I was in the underground subways-hot, cramped, stuffy. The room was quite big, like a warehouse. There is about a hundred people, all my age, or around there, working around the room. There was a metal door, that looked quite sealed-something was keeping us isolated from the outside. This is what the door looked like:
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    There was a pulsing blue light at the top of the door, and a red fire alarm to the right. The people were hustling around. They were working in a giant underground wheat and fruit field, in which I had not noticed until now. My lucidity kicked in, as I found it strange for a wheat field to be underground, in a large but stuffy room. I saw large shelves lined down the giant hall, filled with wooden crates and barrels. I turn back to look at the door and walk closer up to it. It was very small, compared to the enormous underground base. The blue light beeped whenever it blinked. It was like a ticking bomb, ready to explode. Then, all the sudden, the blue light turns red, a laser shooting right through me (which didn't hurt, it just went right through my body), and it pointed to a small hidden button on the concrete wall. I pushed it-oops.
    All the sudden the fire alarm turns on, flashing red. A wailing siren echoes through the warehouse. People start running towards me, thanking me and cheering. I was so confused, to why they were cheering for me...I remember one person in particual shouting, You saved us, now w e're free! Open the door!
    So, I opened the door. Quickly, the crowd went silent. An eerie feeling clouded over us. Smoke rolled in through the door--I couldn't see out of it. I hear a booming voice from one of the speakers say, "Complete the test."
    "What test?" I ask out loud. I start to feel heat trickle towards me through the murky smoke of the small hallway. This was a trap-If I go through this door I will end up right in a fire, I thought to myself. But I had to do it, for some reason.
    "RUN!!" A girl screams behind me, ringing through me ears. I felt a malicious presence behind us, so I listened to the girl. I had a feeling the whole group was being chased. I sprinted through the smoke, coughing and hacking, trying to look for an exit. The hallway keeps going on and on. But as soon as I thought that, we end up in another room, this time, it was a barn house. We were in the attic, the worst spot for escaping the fire. For some reason, the attic was decorated as a classroom, with desks lined in rows, pointed towards the teacher's desk. There was someone sitting at the desk, mumbling to herself. She gave off a bad vibe.
    A student sitting at one of the desk's raises their hand. (By the way, there were no windows in the barn house, it was quite dark, but there was a redish glow throughout the room)
    "Um, excuse me miss?" The student says.
    "Don't talk! You don't have the freedom to talk!" The teacher yells at him and pushes a little button on a remote that was at her desk. I turn back to the student and he gets shocked multiple times, and soon passes out. I didn't dare cross the classroom to the other side, but the stairs were on the opposite wall, and the smoke was filling the room up more and more. I was the leader of the group, I had to do what was right. I ran as fast as I could to the stairs. I heard some of the kids getting killed back there, because of...well...anything, really-smoke, hostile people, fire...etc..
    We all run down the stairs to the bottom of the barn. I could see the door, it was already opened. My eyes were trying to adjust to the dim light of dawn. I looked around the barn--there was a figure that popped out of the corner, almost scaring me right out of the dream. It looked exactly like the merman from The Cabin In The Woods. Here's a picture reference:

    Creepy right? Well, anyways, it started crawling towards the group, and surprisingly, was very fast. I started scrambling towards the door in the dark, tripping on some hay, but quickly getting up again. The group was getting smaller, now only about ten people left. Now I was out through the door. I looked up at the sky--an orangy, purple, yellow sky. There was a storm kicking up, and it was so windy, I could barely hear the voices of the people shrieking in terror. I quickly glanced back to see, not a merman, but a crazy, insane serial killer. He held a chainsaw with one hand, his head tilted down, but his eyes peering at us. He was mumbling to himself as he crept closer and closer to us. By the way, the barn was way behind us, and we were now in the middle of a field (again). I looked forwards and kept on running. An old, creaky swing set appeared in the distance. I run towards it, hoping I could somehow hide there. Finally, we get to the swingset, but the serial killer catches up. I quickly turn my head and close my eyes away from him. He had sawed one of my friend's head. I just could sense it. I heard sniffling in the group, but most of it was fizzled out by the wind and rain of the raging storm.
    Suddenly I get a weird flashback in the dream, of that blue ticking light on the metal door--I looked closely at the detail of the door, and realize there was a bomb attached to it. It blows up the entire facility--the base, the barn house. I look back to see the tiny house up in flames, collapsing, and hundreds of wooden planks flying off of the house, into the sky. And the funniest thing happened--right before the serial killer almost got to the rest of the group, a piece of a metal pipe crashed right down on his head, hopefully killing him. I sigh of relief, and look around. The storm had stopped. There were only three people left of the group. The swingset slowly creaked and swayed in the chilly wind. The sky had cleared, showing the sun rising on one of the sides of the meadow. It felt peaceful. Until I turned around to see the swingset and I see the serial had disappeared. I turn back, again to the the sun rise to see him standing right in front of me, grinning, holding the chainsaw that reflected in his wide black eyes.


    I wake up.
    Soo this was a very random dream that I had, but whatever it was pretty cool.

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