Hugo

I was in my parents backyard during the evening and it started to get stormy and I was laying a basketball goal on the ground so the wind wouldn't blow it away. There was also a picnic table blowing away. My mom says to get a gun, but I don't have one. I ask her why and she says there is a man on the loose and was spotted around there. I am afraid.

Unfortunately I only remembered one short dream when I woke up this morning. I woke up around 2:30am but could not remember any dreams then.

There are fish in a big container and they are biting. They have big teeth like piranha. I move them around with my hand and one of them bites me, but not hard.

I am eating the fish at a table. There are little balls inside the fish, like caviar. I am supposedly eating French cuisine, and I say how nasty it is several times.

I leave work to go watch a movie at the theater. I drive up and an older lady asks me which movie I want to watch and I choose a 3D horror movie. The character on the poster resembles the character from "Tales From the Crypt."

I walk into the movie room and it looks creepy. They have a candle lit in the back. I walk around the theater and think of watching a movie without paying, but a lady is counting the people coming and going.

I am on vacation with my family. My dad and I begin to drive to Chi-chi's but I decide we should go back and get the others because they weren't with us. My mom was mad at dad so she didn't want to go.

We are all back in the theater. There is a virtual reality game going on. The characters in the game resemble characters from "Diablo." The game is like a hologram in the middle of the room. I noticed that the spear of one of the characters actually pokes me and hurts. I think this isn't right, this should only be a simulation. Apparently, people are actually getting killed by playing the game. However, they are being resurrected. I see people (theater workers?) putting food (some meat) on a plate. Somehow this food substance is being used to resurrect people! I realize that this doesn't make any sense (but it didn't cause me to become lucid, unfortunately). I try to tell my sister that it doesn't make any sense, but she keeps telling me that it does.

I was with a detective and walked into a dimly lit house. My friend was hiding in the house (I don't know why). I called out "Rhodes." Apparently, this was my friend's name, and I was telling him to come out of hiding. I found my friend hiding in the ceiling in some sort of a/c unit (or something). It turned out to be my childhood friend Matt. In hiding, his hands and head were stuck, as in the stocks. I searched through a toolbox for pliers to get him loose. Then I woke up.