Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal

4/5/13

1. I am on a low ski-lift with no snow. I can control my cart, and I accidentally ram it into the one parallel to me. I knock her off, and I see her body below.

2. I get a job at a deli store. I sit in the back and package sandwiches according to orders. I mess up, and I walk out without receiving pay because of my embarrassment.

4/4/13

1. I sign up for a summer camp. I have a lot of fun there. At the first night, at the dining hall, some old-time members and counselors contemplate 'telling us...'

I have no idea what this means. Then they talk about a curse or something to do with a dragon. Everybody leaves on the last day. The next year, I decide to return because I had a lot of fun. Students begin to die this time. It becomes a huge drama in the camp. One night, I sneak into another hall. There were no cabins, just one building that we would only leave twice at the camp. Outside, there was a basement underneath the grass, and a couple more buildings were on the property. I go back inside, but see something in one of the rooms. A student is murdered. I become panicked and scared; I don't even have time to mourn them. A blonde girl instructs the killing, but an old man (a camp counselor) seems to oversee it. I hide as they begin to talk.

"We have to stop doing this," the camper says. There are about five people there.

"You understand why we are, you know," the man says in response. I cannot guess why they are killing the students. I suspect that they killed all the others too, unlike what they stated. I go to bed, but I cannot sleep. My terror produces sweat on my sheets, and I get up. I sit on the floor and think, but I cannot settle my thoughts. This was only the beginning. The days go by, and more campers disappear. I shudder at where they might keep the bodies. I tell one student, but on the night before the last day, everybody knew of the crazy killer cult rumor. I attempt to get sleep, but chaos ensues. I sneak out the back, but I soon have to escape a stalker. Many people are killed, and students run out of the building frantically. Many campers kill each other; they were also a part of it. I run to the wooden theater, and there are children lying on the ground. A man is light matches and throwing gasoline. I scream, but the children don't realize what's happening. They open their eyes and realize their attacker. The campers get up and run to the exit, but the far left portion has been enflamed along with some of the burning kids. The fire spreads by each still live body, causing only a few to escape to safety by the doorway I am standing at. The wind pierces my back; I am outside. There are acres of isolation, I think, how will we ever get out of here? I go to the gate where a girl is.

"Is that smoke I smell?" she says playfully. I ignore her.

"Do you remember last year? They are insane. Call 911!" I say.

"What? This is a nice camp, they aren't crazy..."

"They are part of this cult- You don't understand because you didn't go this year- Just listen. Your brother is dying. Follow me!" I say to her. Her face explodes with worry. I take her to the burning theater and call her brother's name. He does not respond, indicating his death. The property is chaotic; the fire is spreading and death is a harbinger to everybody. The blonde girl tries to stab the girl I am leading to her brother. My friend runs far, and I lose her. I have no choice but to run in the opposite direction to avoid the killers. I am out of breath and am in the forest. I can hear screams, and there is blood on some of the trees. An hour later, I come back to the camp. I step behind a building and see my friend's body. I am struck by an angry, tragic sadness. I run from the killer girl. I find the hatch that leads to the basement in the forest while running through the darkness. I descend the steps but hear her quickly behind me. I find a closet and enter it. I hide behind it. The basement suddenly turns into the garage of my house, but I do not become lucid. In the closet of my garage, there is a door leading outside to the sidewalk that I can escape from. I hear the girl coming. She flings open the door and frantically swings her knife around. I kick the sealed door open and run into the streets, free into the morning dawn with the scene of the camp long gone.

3/22/13

1. I did not do my math homework.

3/21/13

1. I am in a hospital that has nothing but cubicles made out of cloth comprising of the building. I walk through and get lost. I see a familiar waking life face, but she just walks by and gives me an odd look.

2. I have a false awakening.

3. I have another FA.

4. I am prepared this time. I go upstairs, but my family yells at me. I am pushed downstairs, but I force my eyes open to awaken.

3/19/13

1. The dream takes place the night before. I feel terrible because of fatigue and another feeling I cannot explain. I am in a fight with my mom in the kitchen. I get a knife and threaten her. She presses her head against the sink counter and says that I wouldn't. She looks at me pleadingly. I stab her, and as I do, I the scene flashes into a cartoon. It quickly reverts. This has happened once before in 'News From Zombie Island', but I did not think anything of it. I drag her body downstairs and lay her on her carpet. I wake up, expecting to have killed my mom. It takes me a while to realize it was all a dream.

2. DCs are arguing on a property. I go inside and see many white hallways. They are flawlessly snow-colored, so much that I lose my orientation a few times. I become lucid, and stabilize the dream, and I see a DC with me. The character is in my peripheral vision, therefore I could not see his face.

3/17/13

1. I am at a party. I see people I know there. The next day, I see a strange and threatening looking overweight man in the school halls as I walk inside. He looked joyous and happy, but I suspected him of something. I close and lock the classroom door. No one notices, and everybody is gathered in the front. They are talking to a woman who looks almost identical to the unwanted visitor in the halls. I realize it is a dream, but I deny it soon after. Upon seeing the man attempt to get in, I warn my classmates not to let the woman whom I believe to be his accomplice to leave the classroom. I don't make any action, because I have no real reason to believe this. The lady walks towards the door, and I realize that she must be attempting to let the man in, because the doors unlock from the inside. She walks out, and the man smiles and walks inside. He does not twitch his face from its beamish position. He sets down his bag. A bomb explodes.