New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight

04/10/12

Note: It has been a long time since I have posted any dreams. I have been sooooo depressed lately that all I have really wanted to do is crawl into a hole and fall asleep and never wake up. I think it is lifting a bit, so I decided to go ahead and post these dreams.

Maze Hunter
I am in a suit of futuristic armor and in a futuristic looking underground facility. The facility is laid out like a maze, and I am there to hunt some creatures, some violent creatures that have been killing randomly both in the facility and on the surface around the facility. Killing indiscriminately. They have to be stopped. I am walking down a long hall with flickering lights giving it a rather creepy feel, like the facility hasn't been in use recently. I hear movement up ahead, I look at a scanner on my wrist to confirm it is one of the enemies and not an ally. I cautiously approach a turn in the passage where I know the enemy is just around the corner. I manage to surprise the enemy by jumping around the corner and firing my weapon before he can react. My weapon is a laser blaster that is about the size of a shotgun, and it emits a blast of fire that blasts the enemy apart. I can see through the broken parts of the armor that the enemy is reptilian in nature, I am wondering if it is of a race I have encountered in the past called Reptizars. I'm not sure, usually they don't need any armor beyond what is offered by their scales. I hear something behind me and turn just in time to dive out of the way as another of the enemy fires at me. I dive down a side passage, rolling over quickly onto my back and waiting for the enemy to appear. I don't see anything… what is that thing up to? I am sure he will come around the corner at any time, but before he does, I wake up.


To The Races
I am in my own car, the car I have in my waking life, which is a red Dodge Neon. I am driving down a street quickly, intent on getting to a race track where I have been entered to race… in my Neon. There is a special race going on at the race track where whoever feels like entering and has a non-modified street car can race for prizes. I think I probably don't have much chance entering with a Neon, but someone else has entered me and I am not going to back out. I figure there will probably be some other amateurs there with cars even worse for racing than my Neon. Right now I am racing on the freeway just to get there before it is too late, before I miss the start of the race.


Mad Monkey Inn
I am in a hotel of some kind, I have a job there. I am taking the key cards from people as they check out and leave the hotel to go on their way. It seems many of the visitors are disgruntled, and cranky upon leaving. Also I notice that several of them look like they have been bitten or scratched, like they have been attacked by a wild animal of some kind. I look around and see an ad on the wall that says each visitor to the hotel gets their own monkey to sleep with for the night. Not a stuffed monkey, a real live spider monkey. I think that is really strange. A man comes from the rooms area with a particularly cranky monkey. The monkey is clearly trying to bite and scratch the man, I wonder what is going on there. Have monkeys been injuring all the guests? The man stops by me and says no one told him the monkeys wake up so cranky in the morning. He says he should sue this dump. He hands over his key, then shoves the cranky monkey into my hands as well. He leave in a huff, but I pay very little attention to him since I am now trying to keep the monkey from biting me in the face. I am holding the monkey at arm length and I am not sure what to do with him now. After all, I haven't even been trained to handle the monkeys!


Hawaii 5-O
I am with Steve McGarrett from Hawaii 5-O. We are trying to gather evidence against a cop we both know is dirty, but so far we have been unable to prove it. Alicia is there with us, and I go with Alicia to check in one direction. Alicia spots a couple of gang bangers and proceeds to flip them the bird. I wonder why she did that. They get pissed and come after us. Alicia disappears quickly, and I hide myself behind some dumpsters in an alley. I meet up with Steve just as the gang bangers catch up with me. Steve kicks one of their asses, I fight and manage to beat the other one into submission. The dirty cop is there, too, presumably there to get a payoff or something. But there is still no evidence. Steve takes the cop's gun and shoots each of the gang bangers, killing them. He hands the gun back to the dirty cop, who is standing there looking stunned. Steve says we had better leave, the rest of the gang will be coming. Steve beats on the cop for a bit and then we disappear. Steve says when the rest of the gang finds the cop over their dead friends, they won't hesitate to tear the cop into so many pieces that we'll never find all of them.


Darkness Below
I am at the public library and I realize I have to go to the bathroom, so I look around to see if there is anyone around that looks like they might steal my computer while I'm away. I see no issues so I head into the bathroom. There is no one in there so I choose an empty stall to do my business in. I sit down and do my business, and I am about ready to get up when I hear a strange noise outside the stall. It doesn't sound like a person, it sounds more like an oozing mass of something crossing the floor… and the smell of raw sewage reaches my nose. Yuck! One of the other toilets must be backing up. Gross! I look at the floor to see if I can see any sewage coming from the other stalls… but what I see is that the ground is suddenly all cracked and covered in mold. Yuck! How could I not have noticed when I entered that the bathroom was this disgusting? Black ooze is coming up from the cracks. It seems to be alive. I step out of the stall, there is something really gross happening. The mirrors are all broken in the bathroom, and there is black ooze also coming from cracks in the wall. I head over to the door, which is also covered with black sludge. A humanoid form is stepping from the sludge, human in shape, with a huge gaping and dripping mouth that is emitting a long groan like a zombie. The thing reaches for me, and reflexively I use the spell Damage, Inc. to throw a fireball at the thing. The spell works, and the thing bursts into flame as if it was made out of oil and is very flammable. The room is quickly engulfed in flames, completely surrounding me, but then I wake.