Xanous' Dream Journal

#259 - DEILD - 3:18AM

The previous dream changes into something like a shooter game. I enter an underground compound and make my way through many rooms shooting enemy soldiers. I feels like the dream had a plot but I can't remember it.

I partially wake and DEILD

I get out of bed with no vibes and enter the living room and go outside. The living room is well lit but my vision is like a strobe-light. Every time the lights came on I would start to get vibes but with the darkness it the vibes subsided. The effect was like a strange tingling throbbing in my head. I ignored this as noise and continued outside. I stood in the street of my very normal looking neighborhood trying to remember what I wanted to do in this dream. Suddenly, a large red pickup comes at me. I decide to have some fun and stand there with my head lowered ready to pounce. The truck tries to avoid me but I drive for it. The strobe light effect has wore off but now time seems to have dilated and slowed way down. I think that I might not reach the truck but I manage to catch the tailgate. I try to latch on but the entire truck bed break off in my hands.

I am now standing in my neighbors yard across the street hold a truck bed. I drop it and just sort of stare at it for a moment. I hear my dad's voice from somewhere over my shoulder. He's asking something about the truck and I just say, "His bed fell off." as I wake up.