Ruesia's Dream Journal

Dream on 5/10/15. Severe thunderstorm sirens woke me up and I had trouble falling back to sleep. Finally did around 7:30 AM CST

I was walking. I'd been here before. This place. In the countryside. I was walking with others and we were looking for something.

As we'd been driving, the power went out on the street. And, everyone's cars stalled. Except some got stuck in acceleration mode and were slamming in to other vehicles. I kept flicking the key on my car. Then the car in front of me started to accelerate. And it started to push the nose of my car. But it was a powerful car and mine was rather small so it started to tip my car as it accelerated. And like that, my lights came back on the car and the engine started and I quickly drove up on to the curb and turned right at the intersection. and I am driving and it is pitch black because no one's lights are working and the power in the neighborhood is out and I am having to speed across intersections to avoid cars that are stuck on accelerate. And I'm driving and colliding with other vehicles but still going. And then there is a big crash and my car flips on to its nose and then rocks back down.

The next moment of cognizance I am walking with a group of people. Yes, the place I know. And we see another few people walking and decide to go talk to them. to see if they know whats going on. and they are saying they dont know, the power went out and everything went kind of chaotic. houses and apartments look like theyve been looted. and we climb this fence and the veranda at this house is open and the curtains are blowing and everyone says we should go talk to this man inside because he knows whats going on. and so i make my way back with the group. and we enter this back room and everyones talking and they point at this man and say ask him. but as we're talking someone starts getting weird. their pupils dilate and their face screws up and they get this insane expression. and they start to pant heavily and look around and lick their lips. and im like...what is going on . and then she makes this awful noise, this guttural croak, and she dives at someone that had walked in with me and started snapping at their face. and of course we're surprised so we kind of push her off and think its just...something strange. with her. she's lost it. but then we start hearing others panting and look around and their pupils are dilating. i grab a few people and we get in to a closet and close the door. and watch as the others with the crazy expressions start to take bites of flesh and skin off people's faces. and blood is spurting everywhere. and they devour those people. and here we sit in this closet watching and horrified and trying not to make a sound.

but in 20 minutes or so, they snap out of it. their pupils return to normal and they clean themselves off and are talking again. and so, without any other option, i open the door and walk out and they all ask me why we're in there and start joking and talking. like nothing went wrong.

so we live like that. because its like their status of insanity goes dormant for awhile. and they have no memory of what they did. but there are some that hunt those of us that aren't like them. because they can only eat those that aren't crazy when their insanity is triggered. so we have to mimic them....and i think to myself as im trying to make their noises and even pretending to bite others and smear blood on myself that we're the true crazy ones that are knowingly attacking and preying on others to avoid detection.

and time passes and those that are 'normal', per se, dwindle. and we are hunted. and people look back on 'that time' before this and ask how people lived. for most of this time, the power is still off and nothing mechanical works. so, we have to relearn how to survive.

and then i am in a household. where ive been living this whole time. avoiding detection. and i walk in and see two people tied up on this altar. the wealthy owner of this house is going to have a sacrifice later. because finding the normal ones is so rare nowadays that these feasts are only for the elite. and i see their sad eyes but act like its nothing and walk by. and i see many men shuffle in. because for some reason, during this transition, women were only allowed to survive two to a household. and some, even the crazies, were sacrificed. i dont know why. thats just how it is. so women are less common and we are not considered as strong. maybe because we aren't as violent during the moments of insanity as the men.

so the two tied up are sacrificed and i walk in on the lady of the house getting off watching this. because shes not allowed to eat them with the men. and im horrified. and i notice another girl in the room, another maid of sorts, is also horrified. and i know somehow that she is like me. and so we talk in hushed voices and i confirm. and i tell her to go hide in a closet. but the men--- they all decide to come up to the lady's room. and so we're stuffed in this closet and hiding under a blanket and all the men are walking by. and we know we must get away. so i tell the girl we must act and be brave and we can get to safety.

the men are starting to yearn for the crazy, you see. they like that state of mind. it makes them feel powerful. so they are always on the hunt.

so, we get to a top floor where the corridor is blocked off from people coming and we sit and wait. and she tells me of others. so we agree to go meet them. and so we sneak out later and walk the roads and its dark except for fires and torches burning on people's properties. and we are meeting in the dark talking about what we can do. to make it safe again. and as we're talking we realize a lot of foot traffic nearby. and we see another big altar in the middle of a meadow and they're sacrificing others. and here is a group of 10-15 girls and we are all normals. so we begin to panic.

and then we are running and being chased. and the sun is coming up. but this is our plan. we have a plan. so i am racing along this apartment complex. leaping from balcony to balcony and on to stair cases. and there are hundreds of men racing after me. those guttural roars from their mouth and their eyes so wild. and they are grasping at my ankles and shoulders but i am running along a wiring cage and they can't quite reach me. and as im running, im cutting wires and the metal is falling down and hitting people below. i am several stories up.

and im running and pass a husky dog sitting there and look at him and think thats odd. he seems so innocent and sweet. but i keep moving and know what i must do. i near the center of the complex and there is this rope and i cut it and turn to face the piece of metal that had been held back. it is like an l-shaped pipe that is very sharp. and it slides down with force from above and pierces me in the chest. and the men reach me and begin to feast on me. but i know the dynamite or tnt or whatever it is will go off. and kill them. and maybe be the change that us normals need.