Roguetta

August 29
6am-9am LD

It started in the afternoon in a gun shop, this shop was somewhere I didn’t even know of but I did know I was there to get some ammunition for some guns I had. The desk was empty, so I spent some time shooting at the targets behind me that was on a practice area with the cutouts at the end of a closed space. I used a pistol for this and I was quite shit at it, in fact I’m fairly certain I wasn’t aiming at all because I kept hitting around the stomach and more on the shoulders. Once my cutout was pulled back, I hopped over the small fence keeping me at a certain range and shot right in front of it, then I walked to the right and shot at another one somebody else was trying to use. After a bit of the two of us trying to hit it better, I stopped and went up to the counter. The man who owned the place was there now and I told him I needed ammunition, he commented on my lack of weapons and I felt bad when I said I should have brought them but they were back at my house. Another man came into the building and said some stuff about my weapons, how I shouldn’t have left them at home and then I had to go with him.

Once we got into the car I noticed ropes tied on me, it was a strange way they were tied though because one was tried around my index or middle finger on my left hand then one around my ankle with a rock. I knew I was meant to be thrown in a river and drowned, like an unwanted cat except without the bag and the reason for this was something to do with the weapons at home. Although the reason for my death seemed strange, I accepted it without tears and knew it had to be done and I was to do nothing to try and escape. So I sat in the car as he got into the passenger’s seat and told the driver to go to the river, I was in the back seat with another guy to the left near the window. Once the car started driving, I looked down and notice my ropes were very loosely tied and I could slip the one off my finger very easily, but I kept it on and looked out the window.

Outside we passed a built up area which seemed to be the middle of a city, with tall buildings and the kind you know are just fancy inside with their flashing signs inviting you to either come in or throw up from the nauseating display. They all had a bit of the same exterior colour scheme though, white or beige and the buildings were close together as though hugging eachother to stay safe from whatever kinds of people they admitted. Past this though we entered into a western area, like one of those reenactment areas with people dressed up the same and some tourists wandering about. We kept driving past that though and ended up going past a middle aged lady who called out to me as we went by, I had a brief moment of wondering who she was but then I realized it didn’t matter because I’d find out soon enough. The sound of brakes, the slowing of the car, and the dying rumbles as it finally stopped clued me in as to what was going to happen. The guy in the passenger’s seat got out and opened my door, using his body to block the Lady’s view; he then cut my ropes and pulled out a box of shoes without the lid from under his seat. I grabbed then and leaned on the car as I put on the ugly red heels; they weren’t even that high up but had a heel around two inches so I guess it counts. The end was pointed and they were a bit hard to get on at first but then my heel slipped in smoothly and I straightened up, putting on a smile as I knew it was all to pretend I was not about to die. (Note somewhere between here and once again later on I knew I was dreaming, this is why I then tried to escape. Though I’m not sure if I was still lucid or I lost it while focusing on escaping.)

The man stayed by the car but leaning against the open door and watching me, I knew at this point I wanted to run and I was going to run but I needed a witness. I knew I needed a witness so if they tried to take me someone would stop them. So I went up to the lady and almost toppled onto of her because of the shoes, luckily she caught me by the arm and I said hi. I found it funny that I was taller than her, looking like I was 6ft and she barely 5ft. I did try to fix this by closing my eyes and trying to think about the height difference but it kept making me taller and then shorter, so I just took the lady by the arm and told her about what was happening and then I walked away from the car with her. We didn’t get too far before I made a run for the western recreated area, I didn’t look back because if I did my fears might have them right behind me. I reached the middle of the western area and stopped, I saw a phone on the ground and I remembered in waking life mine was broken so it would be to my advantage to just pick this one up if someone lost it, I knew I could just reset the phone and use it as my own. The phone back was purple with a silver fade below, I looked around before picking it up but somehow thought the woman next to me with a phone of her own wouldn’t care. I was wrong and she berated me for picking it up, in the time it took for her to do so another woman came along and tell me it wasn’t mine and how I shouldn’t take it. But by that time I had started running, with the second lady running after me and I didn’t exactly know where to go but I figured one of those fancy building would be a safe place to hide. I ran all the way back to the built up area and chose a door with more of a welcoming nature around it, made of wood and some flowers were around the place.

Inside this area were many rooms and hallways, I chose one room where women were inside reading magazines, I quickly closed the door behind me and locked it in hopes she would just give up. A woman inside was suspicious and asked about the phone, I said it was mine and saw the phone had images from a teens life on it and I tried to find the reset button but couldn’t in time. The lady at the door demanded I open up and give her the phone, at this point I was feeling kind of guilty and bad for taking what wasn’t mine even though I really wanted a new phone because mine was broken. I opened the door, avoided her poorly thrown punch and handed her the phone with instructions of to place it back on the ground at the western area. She looked like a high school student mixed with a tourist, jacket and pants short sleeved shirt ponytail with black hair and rounded face. The women inside looked like the old librarians you image to work behind the desk, sweaters with turtleneck collars and wide brimmed pant legs that swish about when they walk as the tell you to be quiet in the library, their practically flat heeled shoes with the squared end and one décor on top to add to the dull brown of the whole outfit colour scheme. I left that room and went into one that looked like a dining area, with a lighter colour scheme like floating and a light green with white, more of a floral place really and I imagine it would smell like flowers were I to smell it. I didn’t stop to dine and instead went out the back door to this new area? It led me to more of outdoor and partial indoor gardens.

I went to the outdoor part of the gardens and walked around to a secluded part of the place, there I just stood and faced the wall, I just felt really bad for attempting to steal someone else’s phone and I was about to cry when an older guy came up behind me and gave me a comforting hug. (The other time I was reminded I was dreaming) I guess I really needed that because it made me smile and although I thought it was going someplace else, I noticed it was just a friendly hug so I pulled back and asked if he wanted to go to wonderland with me. He didn’t get time to respond because I walked backwards into an empty room and pulled the doors closed as I did so. I waited a second after they closed to open them again and I saw a new area with the sun seeming to hang lower and I guess suggesting the day was almost at an end. I walked out and examined the area, I saw a nice Victorian house with a pale pink and faded walling, a nice cut lawn of grass that stretched for quite a while before being surrounded by trees, a lady dressed in the proper Victorian garb was sitting on a swaying bench by the side of the house and reading a book. Walking around to the front of the house, I suddenly saw two girls rushing toward me with a frilly underskirt dangling between them and great smiles upon their faces as they chased after me. I tried to run away, not knowing there intention this was an appropriate response, but I tripped and fell on my wide pants. They helped me up and started fitting the skirt over my head, one said to always keep my arms up and I did so but when the skirt reached my chest I saw my arms were trapped under it. The other one commented on how I should have kept my arms up and I bickered with them about how I had, once they finally got the skirt on I felt ridiculous and walked quickly toward the house as they ran off to play or do something. Inside I met Depp’s version of the Hatter and even though I don’t remember much I’m sure it went something along the lines of us running through the house for a silly reason. The last thing of the dream I remember is when darkness had fallen and there are huge dog beast things attacking myself and The Hatter, we fought them off. Him with a sword and I with a broomstick, I still had the skirt on, but I also had powers from a game I’d been playing recently called Crysis. I had the super speed boosts and strength jump ability which I used on the last beast to jump up and whack it on the nose, sadly it smacked me out of the way and onto the ground where I sat back and watched The Hatter finish him off with blows to the stomach. That’s all I remember, oh and also before I woke up he helped me back onto my feet.