JonBingus

It all began at a big party. I had grown very tired of the noise and hubbub, and I went off to some remote room to lounge with madison and talk in peace. We were talking about a friend of mine who is a master of seduction. At some point I looked in front of me and found we were now on the front steps of my old elementary school. A white panel van drove by going very slowly, and I was filled with suspicion. As I watched, the van transformed into one of those airport carts and two bald guys got out and walked toward us. I knew this was going to be bad. We tried to run but they quickly came up with silenced pistols. The first man held a gun to my head, and the second one shot madison in the stomach. She hit the ground. I remmebered how tom cruise disarmed the guy in collateral, and attempted to try it but my dream body was too sluggish. The guy put a round through my palm. This woke me up (in the dream) and I managed to grab the second guy's pistol and shoot them both down. Immediately their bodies decomposed. The police had arrived. I was standing next to a dead madison with a silenced pistol covered in my prints. My palm had been seared with the illuminati logo when the guy shot me. A mark of the attack no doubt. I tried to convince the officer that I had been attacked by illuminati goons and shot them down, and handed him the pistol. He looked like he could believe me but felt bad that the prints would surely be mine.

I opened my eyes and I'm in the police station. The officer on duty is smiling, telling me I will be going away for a while if I can't explain this one. And then, it happens. The guy who shot me walks past me in the station. He works here. And he's smiling. He has hair now and a nerdy hoodie and he gives me a wink. The other guy is here too. I excuse myself and ask them what's going on and they seem genuinely happy to see me. We go out on the back porch. I ask them what's going on.

"This is only the beginning man."

Wordlessly they explain to me. I have been marked with power. Now that I have joined their ranks, I have become a shape shifter just as they are. One of them turns into a dog and back. As I watch them explain, I start to toy with the air in front of me with my fingers. I slowly form a small sphere of morning dew in the air, a telekinetic party trick. The guys are blown away, they did not even know they had this power and I had already been able to use it.

They told me to try shapeshifting into a hummingbird, a community favourite. I jumped off the balcony, thought hard, and slammed into the rocks. This is the point where the dream becomes pretty much lucid. It is now up to my conscious mind using strong visualization if I want to become this bird.

I say goodbye and go to the woods. Running and jumping, I find no luck. Then one moment I begin to imagine how it would feel to flap my arms a hundred times a second. Slowly they lighten and lighten. I jump forward. I am become bird.

The forest immediately becomes ten times more beautiful. Such lush greens, with the reds standing out strongly to my hummingbird brain. This feels right. As I fly around, I realize slowly that every animal was once a human. One by one they all receive the mark, and after some careful experimentation generally fall upon their favourite form to simply enjoy nature and the company of the others. I can feel the vast size of this world. I start to fly up, up and up the mountain nearby as more and more of the place is revealed. I watch the fog continuosly roll out, like having a low draw distance in a videogame. I comment to myself about how powerful my brain is to even be able to generate such detailed landscape at this distance. I reach the top of the sky, and see the world. I think about madison.

I wake up.