Nazrax

July 13, 2013

Spies and Doorways
It's night. Two guys (spies) are up high somewhere looking down at a door set in a wall. Next to the door is a large knife switch. A guy (an enemy) walks up to the door and flips the switch. The door opens revealing a larger door and a larger switch. As the guy is about to flip the new switch, the watchers do something to flip the first switch back down. This ends up giving the new guy a fatal electrical shock when he tries to use the second switch. The spies are a junior/senior pair. The senior spy is the one who did it. The junior one asks why.

Somehow I knew there are 4 doors to get through before you get in.

Spy Fragment
Two women are standing on a catwalk, unseen. A third woman walks by below. All three are spies. The two are senior, and they have "plans" for the junior down below. Little do they know that, in the end, she'll be the one to overthrow them.


Spies in a Church
I'm in the van with my wife. We stop in front of a third world church. We have stuff in the car that I'm worried may be affected by the heat if we leave it in the car, but we're running late and don't have time to do much about it. I grab
my camera lenses and shove them under the seat.

Now we're inside, walking through the halls. Everything is a light tan/yellow. A number of people are walking around us. I don't say anything, because I'm worried about the language barrier. Someone else in my party says "hi" and someone responds back in an American accent, reassuring me.

Now we're in a room at the end of the hallway. Somehow I know that the building is kept cool by cold water pipes running right under the floor. Unfortunately, one of the pipes has broken through in the back-right corner, and water is coming into the room. The puddle is spreading towards some wires on the floor near the closer corner to my right. I pick up the pipe - it's clear plastic tubing - and make a Z kink in it to stop most of the water flow. The pastor (a small middle-eastern guy who speaks perfect English) grabs the other end of the pipe, which has a light blue connector on it. I get the end of my pipe closed, and he slides it onto his pipe. I let go of the kink, and everything is OK.

As thanks for my help with the pipe, he offers to give me a massage. I lie down on the table in the room (it wasn't there before) and he starts asking me what hurts, asking about specific points. I just tell him that my neck, shoulders, and back all hurt. He starts on my lower back.

Before he can get far, our kids' PCP shows up, except in the dream he's my PCP. He's a spy, too, and he's been sent to do something bad, but he doesn't want to. He changes to my side, and to show evidence of good faith gives me his boss' boss' phone number, which he managed to get from his own boss when she was being careless. Now another woman shows up. She's also changing to my side. Her cell phone is how she's contacted and tracked, so she drops it into the pool (we're outside now), and it explodes. In the dream, I think that's rather silly and over-the-top, even for a spy flick.

Another woman materializes (not just the dream poof-she's-there but actually beams in). She's wearing street clothes, but they morph into body armor. She takes her sword and starts swinging at the first woman. Both of them are creaming at each other - not screams of anger, fear, or rage, but something that just sounds silly. Somehow, the first woman is able to defend herself even though she has no sword or armor - some kind of energy field. Eventually, the second woman's own energy runs out. Her armor vanishes (she's back to street clothes) and she collapses.
I have a passing thought that I'm going to have to finish Bourne now (I gave up on it weeks ago) to find out how all this spy stuff ends.

Now that the excitement is over, the pastor can get back to my massage. I lean over the table, except this time I'm on the wrong side, so it's not very comfortable. He notices a bump near the base of my spine and squeezes it, popping it.
A bit of power line comes out. He takes it and walks away. The doctor comes over and squeezes it more, trying to get more to come out. No more comes, and it's fairly unpleasant.


The Convenience Store
I'm standing right by a convenience store's door. A guy in a van drives under the extended roof in front of a gas station. The van is piled to the ceiling with stuff. This foils a sniper who can't get a good shot at his target's head with the boxes in the way.

Now I'm inside. I really want something sweet. A friend of mine gets a drink and has a choice between Dr. Pepper and Mr. Pibb. He takes the Dr Pepper, and I get one too, though I'm surprised by how much it costs. I still need something to eat, so I look at the vending machine. It's only half full - many of the spots are empty. I see that one of the spots is the apples my wife got for me a few days ago. I get one, but I'm disappointed that I have to pay for it, since it's mine already. The vending machine also had GIANT hot dogs. They don't look very appetizing.


A Game
I'm playing some kind of strategy game, but there's no "I" in this dream. In the game, tanks are moving around in a city. It seems kind of like a reverse tower defense game. There are a couple of defenders sweeping their lines of sight back and forth. I need to use some kind of blocker unit to block their line of site, then sneak my other units through. My first attempt fails, so I restart the checkpoint and try again.

Now I'm looking at a new hero I can choose. His stats and attacks aren't as good as the other heros, but he has one huge advantage: he can absorb attacks of all 8 elements and then send them back out as devestating combos.



Van Maintenance
It's night. Our van needs work. There's a long driveway that goes down a moderate slope, curving gently to the right for a while, then making a sharp turn back to the left. Just before the sharp turn there's a round parking pad just off the driveway where our van is parked. We need to get it down past the sharp curve. For some reason, this is going to be tough.