Dream 1 - Counter Phase Hands
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was at home downstairs, glaring sunlight seeping through the windows. Both Uncle Emil and mom were there, the two talking about something or other.
Soon, I gained awareness. I floated around, looking for anything of interest. I unwittingly imposed on mom while she was crossing through. This gave me the idea to try replacing her with my guide, E, but I preferred not doing that if necessary. But things were becoming unstable. I had to act as soon as possible.
I reached as far as the kitchen. Right before the dream collapsed, I held on to the counter. My hands phased through it, but I could still feel its surface on my arms. Concentrating, I tried projecting my guide through it. Something did form, a holographic figure somewhat to her likeness, but it was too mutable to hold. The dream collapsed shortly after. DEILD transition a few minutes later.
Dream 2 - Zombie Attack and Brief Summoning
The visuals were dim and blurred. I was walking through a long, dark hallway in an unknown facility (a mall or hospital, perhaps?). Didn't take long to get aware.
I arrived at an opening, rows of balconies spanning three or more tiers above. Suddenly, zombies (the agile, limber kind) rushed in from nowhere. I responded with super-powered strikes, punching, tossing, and kicking each of them up to dozens of yards away. When the pack thinned, I started combo-ing individual enemies. I started by tossing them away. As they slid/tumbled on the ground, I'd deliver a few good kicks, which would eventually either blast them away, or launch them high enough to juggle them with a few more kicks and punches before knocking them out of sight. Once cleared, I continued my walk undeterred.
Later, I encountered my sister. Continuing my plan from the previous dream, I replaced her with my guide, doing so by gripping her shoulder and concentrating.
But then, things quickly destabilized. I suddenly found myself as a shrunken figure. So noted, as I was standing on the hands of an unknown woman. Before I could react, the giantess devoured me whole.
Warp to spectator mode. Several similarly themed clips were in view. This went on until the dream collapsed.
Scrap Group 1
Several false memories of the dreams above. One of these mentioned Hero Rankings from One Punch Man. A later dream transitions to below.
Dream 3 - Flower Picture Jumping
Scene 1 - FA in An Unknown Hallway
The visuals were blurred. I falsely awakened in the hallway of an unknown home, closet door behind me, a bedroom beside me, and the living room just ahead. I entered the latter. Bookshelves and other heavy furniture lined the walls, while a long, knee-high table constrained movement in that space. Mom was somewhere in the area.
False memories led me believe I previously dreamed all this. As I gathered, a blonde, moon-faced woman in her early forties would attack me, jumping out at me from a corner. Sounded like it could be a thrill.
Immediate transition.
Scene 2 - After the Picture Thief
Similar visuals as above. I was in the same locale above, only at a different corner of the living room. Soon, a few kids walked in view. This let me "remember" that not only were those the blonde woman's children, but also that this was her house, of which I was a tenant. Anyway, the kids had a message for me. It seemed their mom needed my help with something. So I went off to look for her.
I winded back in the hallway. I peeked in the closet (its entrance now switched with that of the bedroom), spectacularly deep, yet somehow cluttered with endless rows of shoes and hanging clothings. Anyway, I eventually spotted the woman, dressed in a mauve wool jacket and (olive?) spandex pants. She sifted through a few of her belongings before addressing me. From her jacket, she pulled out a simplistic oil painting of a flowery field (looked awfully similar to one we have at home).
"A thief jumped out of this painting earlier.", she explained in a far too composed tone. "He snagged that other painting. You know the one? Same artist as this one?"
"Yeah, its also a flower painting.", I mumbled. "We researched him the other day, right?"
"Uh huh. Well, he jumped back in and escaped before I could catch him. I need you to jump in after him, and get back my painting. I was just about to sell it, so you have to be quick." This hardly sounded that urgent to her. More like I was ridding a spider than anything wondrous. Anyway, I dived right into the held picture.
I was instantly warped into the artwork's scenery, an endless meadow of colorful flowers, many depicted as the oily blots as they appeared in the painting. It wasn't going to be an easy search. These stalks, in addition to being hard to traverse, were also rather tall, a few reaching up to chest high. That thief could've been anywhere.
A few minutes in, I overheard the round-faced woman shouting impatiently from above. Eventually, she got fed up, and bounded in after us. More alarmingly, she entered as a gigantic figure, her feet and lower leg bare. Whether she was clothed above that is beyond me; I couldn't even stare up that high. Anyway, she stomped around intently. More voices called in from above, those of the kids. They warned that their mother would flatten everything there if the picture was not returned immediately. I hid beneath the flowers, hoping that giantess would miss me.
Things collapsed shortly after.
Scrap Group 1
Watching an episode of Avatar - The Last Airbender. The team were crossing a bridge during a sunny day. Suddenly, pirate sloops cruised in sight, and rained arrows at the protagonists. Katara shielded her friends with an ice barrier.
Recent Comments
