International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

BiscuitHappyz's Dream



I was V, from V for Vendetta. I vaguely remember asking somebody who was sitting in my room if I had their permission to break through my window. They approved, and when I opened my window I saw that is was pitch black night, and the neighbors were walking around with flashlights.

This was unfortunate, because me being V, I had to pass unnoticed. My window made a lot of noise when opening, and the ground was littered with dry leaves, so I decided to hide in my house for the night. I went to sleep nowhere in particular, but woke up on the floor. There were three men in my room, looking anywhere from 13-20. One was perched on a chair next to the wall.

He said something, but was interrupted by a loud banging on the wall coming from outside. He began knocking on the wall, as if trying to input Morse code. He knocked a very complex pattern on the wall, and the bangs outside echoed it flawlessly.

At this moment, everyone was helplessly terrified, and scrambled throughout the house. I made it to the dining room, were I met my father, who seemed totally relaxed and knew what was going on.

"What is going on?" I asked.
"It's just an ant eater," He replied.

I looked on the floor next to me, and there was an anteater scanning the wooden ground, and the house cat was giving it a strange look.



"Will we keep it?" I wondered.
"Sure," Answered my dad, nonchalantly.
"What will we name it?"

Unfortunately, the dream ended before I could find an answer to this question.