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    1. Strange days at Call Center, why?

      by , 06-14-2015 at 07:03 AM (Exterminate)
      The title is an allusion to the dream being a lot like strange days at Blake Holsey High and warehouse 13's artifacts.

      In this dream I had just started working at a new call center. There was nothing strange about this building, the people in it, or its surroundings. My first day I was told to be wary of anything out of the ordinary but I just brushed this information off because what could they possibly be referring to? Everything seemed fine until my lunch break came around. I took a walk outside and found everyone cheering about something. I walked up to the crowd nearby and asked what was going on, and they gave me a response. The response given was inaudible and over my head anyway, but all I could see was a blocky snowman outside in the summertime. I decided this was none of my business, so I headed back inside but not before seeing the snowman seemingly move from its location. Skip forward a few months, and it turns out this building experiences a phenomena where strange things are attracted to it, Every day you will experience a new danger caused by someone or something. Normally the cause is an artifact, but sometimes people just go crazy and devise a plan to harm others. On this day, I was speaking to a coworker named Steve. We were talking about all the weird things that had happened to us up until this point. Steve was talking about his favorite artifact- A pair of reading glasses. Seemingly harmless, these glasses made you smarter and more agile than any drug could do, but they had a harsh side effect which caused you to forget anything that you said or did while wearing them. After nearly the whole office had worn these glasses at one point or another due to curiosity and desire for knowledge, the glasses were finally taken away and thrown into a vault storage. The glasses had been a cause for a major scuffle between the employees, as they all thirsted for the knowledge the glasses had to provide. I made a snide comment back to Steve about how petty that all seemed, and he asked me what the most noteworthy thing for me had been.

      To be honest, I don't remember what had happened to me, but he made a joke about my story in return. After lunch break I heard some people talking about these weird bites on their bodies from what must have been a large bug. I thought it was a little strange, but I just went back to work. Some time passed, and everyone was receiving these weird bug bites. We even tracked down what kind of bug was doing it. It seemed to be a kind of flying cockroach. Panic started to spread as some of the people bitten earlier were starting to get headaches and blurred vision. We had a medic on scene at this point. She was studying the different bugs and as she was studying, more and more just piled in on her research desk. MY coworkers and I kept killing more and more of these bugs and handing them over to the medic for research. Enough time passed for it to be my final break for the day, so I go outside for a bit and the first thing I notice is the large number of these bugs flying around outside. I swat a few away, but quickly go back inside. It was not a swarm outside per se, but it was certainly a visibly large number of them. I warn the others inside, but not before noticing a bug bite on my lower calf. The panic in the building rose as we had no idea what these bugs were capable of. We just knew the number of them present was rising at an alarming rate, there were rumors they had intelligence and could shapeshift, and there could very well be an epidemic because of them. We had to find what artifact was causing these things before the infestation spread further away from just our building.

      The dream ended here sadly, so I'll never know what these things were capably of, how we got rid of them, or what was causing them. Still a pretty detailed and fun dream though!
    2. Bugs, Borg and bicycles

      by , 09-14-2011 at 12:33 PM (Pop's Dream Journal)
      Had several dreams last night, some of them fragments.

      In my first dream (fragment), I am at a hotel or office somewhere with some friends of mine. All I remember from it is that I had several bumps or welts on my face, neck and arms, like from a bug bite. But on closer inspection, the bumps seem to each have a little window on top of them and inside you can see tiny mechanical or electronic components. They look something like small Borg implants from the TV series Star Trek: The Next Generation.

      An interesting side note: I actually AM staying at a hotel right now in Roatan, Honduras. And you have to constantly stay sprayed down with insect repellent because there are these little no-see-um bugs that bite and leave welts like mosquitoes. I’ve been lucky and haven’t gotten bitten but some other guests at the hotel are covered in bug bites.

      In my next dream, my soon-to-be-ex wife and I are in a car and I’m driving us somewhere. When my wife finds out what route I took, she makes a comment that I should have taken a different route because it’s much shorter coming that way from where we live. I agree with her and suggest that next time we use her Garmin and follow the route it tells us to go. She likes that idea. This dream seems to repeat itself a couple of times, or maybe we’re just going to different places.

      In my last dream, I am riding a bicycle. I had parked my truck and was trying out riding my bicycle from where I had parked my truck to a specific point, either work or home, I don’t remember. There is another man on a bike following behind me and he gradually catches up to me, since he’s going a little faster than I am. We greet each other and I explain to him what I’m doing, telling him I’m doing it to get more exercise. He tells me that’s a good idea and we end up giving each other advice and pointers about riding on the roads. I stop at a point along the way to meet some friends and eat lunch (or dinner) and invite the man inside to join me. As I’m inside, taking to some friends about a book I just read, I notice that the man I invited in has the exact same book in his hand. I don’t remember the title or author of the book, but I think it’s about bike riding.