Pet rat/With a bad sort
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, 09-12-2010 at 07:00 PM (599 Views)
September 12, 2010
Asleep by 1:30am.
WBTB at 4:30am. I was drifting in and out of sleep throughout most of this. Trying an experiment. It failed, but produced a funny result... Every 10 minutes, my snooze alarm was ringing and pushing me back to awareness.
Pet rat
I was sitting in front of my rabbit's cage, but my rabbit wasn't in there. Instead, it was the adorable Arizona rat (type of breed) with beige hair. It was coming up to the side of the cage and bumping noses with me like my rabbit does. I would stick my fingers through the cage, and it would hold my fingers with its forepaws. It really wanted to be held, and suddenly, the cage was different. The cage bit was now wire with very open squares... big enough that I could pull the rat through them with a bit of maneuvering. I put my hands through the cage, and the rat let me hold him as I guided him through a square hole. Suddenly, my cell alarm (in the dream) started ringing. I had to put the rat down, and then I mashed my phone's buttons to snooze it again. But it wasn't working... odd...
It woke me up and I was still trying to mash the snooze button. I realized then that I had been snoozing for an entire hour, and it wasn't going to let me anymore. I had to turn it off and reset the alarm.
Tried to WILD for an hour, not a very good attempt. My dad was bumbling around upstairs and I didn't have my ear plugs in.
Back to bed and had troubles falling asleep. Back to the couch and passed out.
With a bad sort - Lucid - 2/5
I'm a character in this dream. A very rich girl, maybe no more than 18. We're set in around the 1910's judging by the clothes everyone is wearing. We're in a warehouse, and it's dimly lit and musty. A group of men working for me (about 5 maybe) have this woman sat at a table, and they are holding her there. I'm questioning her about a money transaction. A bit of false memory tells me she may have worked for me once... like a hand maid or something.
I recall looking over a paper transaction notice (which, ironically was printed in computer print) and saw that she wasn't lying, the transaction had gone through.
"It's too bad we still have to kill you," I tell the woman.
"Why?!" she freaks out. "I've done what you asked!" She is completely frightened and starts sobbing.
"I don't need you running to the cops," I say, coldly.
"Please, I won't! Please spare me! I don't want to die!" she pleads.
I feel a pull in my heart. I still need to kill her, but the poor thing, she's so frightened. "We won't make it painful!" I promised. "It'll just be like falling asleep, only you won't wake up..."
I trailed off and contemplated my last words. Just like falling asleep... I clued in I was dreaming, but only vaguely. I wondered how to change this scene. Maybe Danny could save the day?
My dream vision flashes over to Danny, who is lounging on a deck chaise, reading a magazine. "In a minute," he says, and waves me off.
My dream vision flashes back over to the woman, and one of my crooks (a crooked doctor) is holding the woman's eyes open with these tiny, thin hooks. "Wait, what are you doing?" I ask. The woman is shrieking, crying and pleading. "You're scaring her more, it wasn't supposed to be like this."
"We're going to take her sight first," the doctor explains. He hooks open her other eye and I wake myself up.
Back to bed again.
Fragments
Drinking a cup of coffee and discovered the cream is spoiled.
Watching this girl explain to her parents that her nose job was going to be a good thing for her.
Jack and I arriving at this BBQ at a friend's place, only to find that we're too late and people are leaving. Another guest says all the food is devoured.