MrDreamsX

Dream #1: I was with two hardened criminals. We were in a wide entry hall past the first set of double doors. One of them I took to be some sort of mastermind. He was showing us a device that beamed intense light into multiple security cameras at once. It also had a motion tracking gun to fire on anyone who interfered.

I got the impression we had rehearsed this particular heist a few times. When we were finally set up for the real thing, straight away a guard entered the hall through a side door and the auto-tracking gun shot him in the head, killing him instantly. An alarm sounded. I said "Does your machine have a way to deal with this alarm?"

He said "No. Run." I could hear sirens in the distance as we fled the scene into the city streets. Plenty of people were noticing us as it was just before dark. The city was unfamiliar. The "mastermind" told us to dump our top layer of clothes as we entered an alley way. We each did. I noticed we were wearing a lot of stripes and scarfs.

We made our way up a fire escape and I could hear and see police lights bouncing on building walls nearby. I felt intensely stressed out. I started questioning in my mind how I allowed myself to become involved in such a terrible scheme. I thought, "Maybe this is dream?"

My partners in crime were starting to get far ahead of me by roof top. I was thinking, "If this a dream, I should just jump off this building..." I hesitated. It was a good 10-story drop. I stood on top of a metal ventilation box to launch off from. Again I paused. Then decided, may as well! And I jumped...

Immediately I sailed into the air unaffected by gravity. I was extremely relieved at first, then excited to be lucid again. I glided around the city for a while looking for what I might do next. I spotted a power plant out of the downtown area and in a rural suburb with plenty of woods nearby.

As I went to land, I noticed there was a mass of power lines blocking me. I grabbed a hold of one with each hand and had the thought, "This might electrocute me." But nothing happened. So I decided to try something. I glided around the power plant collecting as many lines as I could hold. I had dozens when I landed. I proceeded to coil them up into a braided strand by tossing them out, like one unwinds a garden hose.

Once they were thick and intertwined, I looked around at the houses in the area. None had lights on. I held my right hand up the spit ends to send power to all the houses using my right hand. A huge burst of electricity emitted from my right hand. (Straight up dark side of the force.) I was thrilled at the raw power and visual quality of this effect. I looked around at the houses. Still they had no lights on. I did it again with more intensity. Again, a massive burst of fantastic electricity arched from my right hand into the power lines. I looked up again, and all the houses were light up now. --Then I woke up.


Dream #2: (I believe this dream started almost instantly when I fell back to sleep.) I was going to pick up my girlfriend from a party. I believe I was running, but at car like speeds. When I arrived at the party I was winded and the cops were there doing sobriety checks.

I told them, "Hey, I just arrived." The lady cop said, "Yeah but did you drive sober?" I remember feeling unsure. My GF emerged from within the house and told me she was ready to leave. We were on foot so the cops let us go on the spot. We walked to a coffee shop I have never seen before. There was a good number of people sitting around. I went in for a kiss, and she said "Hey, not in public!"

My lucidity from the last dream suddenly returned. I said "Oh these people are dead." -And with that, pointed my hands and fingers outward around me. No visual electricity emerged, but everyone was struck, there blood splattered against the walls, and they slumped over dead. -My girlfriend was horrified by this display.

I said "Don't worry." And repeated the same action again. The death was reversed and everyone came back to life astonished, laughing, and looking at me intently. I told them, "Leave us alone now, go tell everyone you died and were resurrected better people than you were before." They were delighted. Formed a single file line, and left the coffee shop. I leaned over and kissed my girlfriend. --Then I woke up.

Dream #1: I was Clint Eastwood in the old west, and I was an outlaw. I was being taken to prison by wagon. There were numerous men, at least six, well armed to ensure I wouldn't break free. Along a dusty trail my wagon hit a large rock and overturned. The deputy assigned to sit with me was knocked unconsciousness and I manged to get my arms free and take both of his guns.

I made a break for it while the other men were confused. I ran about a quarter of a mile to a large ranch property and soon I was being pursued and shot at. The details get a bit fuzzy at this point, but I began a fairly long series of gun fights with law enforcement. I remember clearly I was using two guns blazing style, and like the old westerns, I never had to reload. I could see my bullets too. They were like tracer rounds and I remember seeing them hit men - blood would erupt - and they would fall.

When I killed one, a white ghost would appear briefly along side of me.

This wasn't alarming, and the ghost would fade out shortly as I moved around to fight another man. When I finally killed the last man, I took to be the sheriff himself, his ghost appeared along side of me and this one spoke to me. The ghosts looked strange. They had a glowing white humanoid form, but their faces were long and formed something like a small elephant trunk. The eyes were large and black. (Nearest thing I can find on the web, although these were all white and not dressed, is the white Spy vs. Spy.)

The sheriff's ghost explained to me that he needed to follow me a ways to a special point that would allow him to cross to the other side. He was not angry with me he noted, and actually welcomed being "freed from his body." I agreed, and I made my way back up the hill to the road the wagon had overturned on.

The specter followed with me the whole way and spoke in a calm friendly tone. We traveled down the path a bit further and came to a hill with a bright beam of sunlight. He said, "Here is where I can crossover." With that remark, he walked into the light and vanished. -Then I woke up.


Dream #2: I was sitting in my living room on the floor. My (passed away) grandfather entered the room and sat down in the big chair. I proceeded to tell him about my Clint Eastwood dream above. I thought it was based on a movie he had done "100-years ago" and my Grandfather just smiled. I said "Well not 100-years ago, but an old western he did placed in that time." My grandfather looked extremely real and friendly. He listened to me explain the whole dream with great interest.

Note: So Dream #2 was a dream in which I explained another dream to a DC. I had been thinking about my Grandfather earlier in the evening and he was a huge fan of westerns which we often watched together when i was young.

For a long time I've had Resident Evil themed dreams. Since Dead Space 2 came out, I've started having Dead Space dreams. I think its interesting because I loved Alien & Aliens, but rarely ever had dreams about them.

I was in a social dream with people I don't recall. I walked down a hall way to find a bedroom that was massively gritty and futuristic. Lo and behold, I had the Detonator which launches proximity mines. It was the last weapon I purchased before going to bed and I hadn't used it yet verses any Necromorphs. The mines have three aqua colored lasers and the weapon was as realistic in the dream as it is in the game.

I was now alone in a space station of tremendous detail and nearly identical to the game. I eventually came to a wall that was covered in bloody tentacles and gore. I launched a proximity mine directly in front of it, and it exploded when the wall began to undulate.

What's interesting is that I hadn't yet seen a wall like this while playing Dead Space 2. Shortly after resuming my game the next day I did.