Dream 1: Involved me and my family moving into a new house, in a very fancy neighborhood. My room had an incredible view of the sea, and at night the full moon reflected off the water and through the windows, bathing my room in blue, teal, purple, and pink light that danced on the waves. Dream 2: Okay, this one’s going to be quite long so buckle up. The perspective of this one is also confusing- I was watching a tv show, but it was in the first-person perspective and I was the main character. I’m a rifleman with incredible aim, due to my ability to perceive things that happen quickly as happening more slowly. Kind of like slowing down time, but only inside my own head. I’m hunting somewhere in South Africa, when I’m suddenly surrounded by tribal men, and I’m held hostage by them and taken to their camp. One of the other guys there had been cannibalized by the tribe, but managed to survive by putting himself into a “stasis” for over 200 years. He awoke when I got there, and had a tourniquet around his upper left thigh, so the leg could be removed more easily and he could grow it back. That wasn’t the first time he’d had his leg cut off. He told me I could wait out my escape, and he would show me how to put myself into the stasis. Or, I could join the brutal fighting ring set up for the tribe’s entertainment, and fight my way to the top. Fast forward and I’m holding his limp body in a shallow pool of water, surrounded by fire. I join the fighting ring in his honor, and in an attempt to secure my own freedom. I have to do what it takes, no matter the cost. End of episode one, credits roll. Episode 2- I’m transported to the fighting ring. It’s sort of like prison, only mad-max style; All the guys there have a communal food area, and outdoor time, but the majority of the time is spent training to kill each other. The buildings are all made with scrap metal patchwork, rusty and brown. I arrive at night, and I’m dropped right inside of the doorway, which is blocked off by fences and chains outside. A giant flood light turns on and I’m briefly blinded, then a chain whips around my back and pulls me inside. I fall on my face and hear everyone laughing at me. Fast forward and I have a few ‘friends.’ There’s a woman there, who’s one of the fighting coaches, who’s also my love interest. She has mechanical augmented arms. I have nightmares about showing up in the ring, and she’s my opponent. I’m training hard and she’s watching me closely. I’m the only one who’s ever dodged knives thrown at me. Next episode- It’s time for my first fight, after a week of training I must kill this man who has throwing knives for his signature weapon. (Everyone there has a unique weapon; I hadn’t decided on mine yet. It’s an aspect of the ring where “the weapon chooses the warrior.”) All I have is a pocket knife, against this guy who out-ranges me completely. This wasn’t his first time in the ring, either. He had won a few fights before fighting me. Anyways, it’s time to fight to the death. He begins by throwing his knives, and I begin by dodging all of them. I see them slowing down in front of me, and they become blurry and warped by my vision. I still manage to dodge them and even deflect a few. His last two fly straight at my eyes, and I catch them both. He’s coming at me with his fists now, enraged by my successful dodges. I easily side-step his blows an give him one good slash across the throat. He stops and holds his neck, coughing and sputtering blood onto the sand. I’m now behind him, so I kick the back of his legs and bring him to his knees before stabbing him in the side of the neck, finishing him off. The crowd watching is roaring at my victory. I’m lifted up by my friends, and we celebrate. I know it is only the first step towards my freedom. Credits roll.
I recall running through a city, with buildings collapsing all around me. It was night, I think. Rubble was coming down that I had to dodge. I somehow got up to "my" apartment, which was somewhere in a half-ruined high-rise. I was in my apartment, overlooking the rainy city at night. It's possible the entire outer wall was torn off. I think I was called and received "an assignment". I went back out into the rubble outside, until I was below a pretty tall skyscraper (either under construction, or collapsed, leaving only the "skeleton") and got to a ladder. I climbing this ladder all the way to the very top. All that was left was steel beams 200 meters above ground. Fear of heights kicked in, but obviously nothing like real life (or I would never have started the climb). I was carrying a knife in my hand. Suddenly, out of nowhere, some other guy, quite young, clambered towards me. He asked why I had a knife. I said it's for self-defense. He wasn't pleased with the explanation and wanted me to drop it. I didn't want to. The situation got violent pretty quickly. At some point, he tried attacking me with a knife of his own (or did he disarm me?) and I stopped his attack by simply grabbing the blade. I thought this would have cut my hand badly for sure, but I didn't feel much and I didn't notice any blood. Later, I stabbed my knife into soft skin of his lower jaw. Suddenly, there were many other dudes up there, eager to "avenge" my transgressions. I decided to get out of there. I went back to the ladder, and used it to slide (faster than climbing) all the way down at breakneck speed. I reached the ground, but knew they would be coming after me. So I ran, around another building, which I knew was a posh hotel. I was trying to break line of sight to my enemies as soon as possible. I went into the building, but instantly remembered this wasn't the main entryway. I walked to the end of the hall, and pressed the elevator button. I nervously waited for it to arrive, until I noticed a pretty girl in a cubicle next to me. I was embarrassed, as I remembered her, and as it looked as if I'd been staring at her (I wasn't, I was just absent-mindedly staring at nothing). I turned around and exited the building again. That's when I got a phone call. It was the police. I was terrified, and figured my attackers had called the cops. But no, it was about an incident back in October of 2007, when I worked as a waiter during some kind of reception (this never happened), and where I was falsely accused of theft. The cop said (in Dutch), that they were finally ready to convict me, and that "De Gucht" (Belgian politician) would be on the jury. I was annoyed, because the way the officer spoke implied he was certain of my guilt. I told him (also in Dutch) I was disappointed I would be "convicted for something I did not do". This was right before waking, and I think I said this sentence out loud in reality.
So i get the usuall fall though the bed type sensation as I enter the dream. Everything is black for a moment, and then I hear a loud ruckus. I head out of my room and I see my pops in the hallway. I told him whatever it was it scared the crap out of me. He says that there was a blown transformer, an he needed to look at something. I headed out into the kitchen and looked out the window and saw my brother pulling up. He got out of his car, and said something to the windown, but i couldn't hear him........wait a minute....I'm lucid, I need to do some things. I jumpped out of the window and decided I was going to pay Neverland a visit...I headed north, and found myself at this house that belonged to a group of kids. There was a kid dressed up like Spider-man...but he was fat, and his costume looke more like lose fitting pajamas, two girls; one could have been my age, and the other one was much younger and this other guy. I asked the other guy whats the best way to get to Neverland, and he pointed out a particualr window. I lifted it up, and jumped out, and Spider-man asked me if I needed any help. I sized him up a second, and said "nah i'm good bro". Then I asked him "how's Mary Jane?". "I'm still tapping that.", he replied. "Well nevermind then." I said and headed off. I immediatly had this "oh crap, i'm still in my backyard" moment when i saw how everything looked around me, but was completly convienced that this wasn't my backyard when I saw rocky coast line just ahead. Several pirate ships loomed in the distance, and the cloast was dotted with stone forts and watch towers. I was on the beach when I noticed about four pirates. All armed with daggars and swords. There wasn't anytime to think about what may have happened to this magical place, because it was go time. One lunged for me and stabbed in my direction. I made a spin move, and continued to go behind him, while grabbing his left arm that stuck out like a tree limb. Once I had a hold of it, I proceded to spin this guy around and around until he killed the next pirate with his own extended blade. I tossed him on the ground, and quickly recovered a dagger from a fallen foe, and parried the now dizzied pirate, and easly killed him. I grabbed that blade, and fought the next guy, who was armed with two short swords. Two parries and two stabbs later one more was left. He was pulling out his pistol. Obviously he was the smartest of the bunch, but he wasn't a fast draw. I air rushed him, and time seemed to slow down as I approached. His gun had barely been lifted out of his holster, and was still pointing at the ground. Two more quick thrusts to the chest and he was out. He started to say some last words, and then I sliced him again in his throat, nearly cutting his head off. I was pissed. What happened to this place? Have the pirates taken over completely? Where's Peter? Where's the lost boys? I needed answers. I took to the skys and popped a pill that granted me super speed for a limited time. Everything blurred around me as if I were in hyperspace, and when things returned to normal, I found myself at a broken down, tagged out city. It was the middle of the day, but there were a lot of people partying. There was a band playing, and a bunch of people just dancing. I shifted through the crowds looking for somone who may have been in charge. There was a girl with green spiky hair dressed like a rocker that was watching a tv monitor that I decided to talk to. Me: Where are the lost boys? Her: They broke up Me: What? (I wasn't sure because of the loud music) Her: THey broke up. I told her about how hooks pirates seemed like they had a crap load of numbers, and seemed to be heading in this general direction, but she didn't mind. I looked at the monitor and there were guards posted at this door (dressed like saliors) that got took out by this squid guy. He looked normal exept for pink skint and four squid like arms that popped out of his waist. The guy cold clocked two guards and started burrowing below the floor. I turned around and saw that this was actually happening in real time. "Did you just see that", I asked. "Yeah, it's just show", she replied. I yelled at her and headed to the area, and showed her that it was going on in real time. I could see myself in the monitor. I was wearing my black nintendo shirt, and flaiting about while this guy continuted to own guards. Enough comedy, it's time to take this guy out. Two of the guards tried to grab the guy, but he shedded all of his legs and slippe out, and grew new ones. I was punching him and he seemed damn near invinsible, but I decided to try something different. I grabbed him, and flew up higher and higher. With more altitude the squid guy continued to inflate like a balloon. Finally I dive bombed with him in hand suplexing him into the lazy river. Obviously this woulnd't have hurt him, but we were just up several hundred feet and that water is pretty shallow. He exploded on impact and some of his remains were still in my hands....they felt like old shredded up intertubes. I have to find and bring the lost boys together, but who do I find first? Why did they break up? and What happened to Peter? The place I was at had that "rebelious youth" type feel to it. It almost had "what if the lost boys grew up" type vibe to it. Either way, it was time to wake up.
I'm in a lake with a few people who look like they're dressed up like Storm Cloaks. The water is really muddy at the shallow end where we're at, and we're about to head out and kills some people. Someone warns us that the enemy is near by, and we all duck underwater and start swimming to our objective. I notice that I have scuba gear, but no mask and decide to take a few breaths. I don't think anyone else has this stuff, and it seems weird, but not noticeable at the moment. We reach our destination, and there are a few people in the lake... for who knows what, but we all pop out of the water at the same time for a surprise attack. My group has all the people in dispatched, and I'm the one who is running around killing each one of them. I have this curved blade, knife in length and I'm going to work with it. The knife is very thin so I have to make sure that I'm holding it horizontal to get between the ribs. Each strike, I can feel the blade rip through all the layers of tissue and give way once it enters the lungs. I remember one person didn't die right away on my account, so I had to stab her again, and I told her to accept deaths cold embrace. And just then, I heard a voice in my head claiming she was the goddess of death. We had this conversation about everything that was going on...and I think I made a few jokes with her, but at the same time I started getting a little scared. The whole killing people, while talking to her, thing was getting really weird. Once I finished my handy work, I headed on shore, and started looking for her. There was a parking lot full of vehicles, and I kept holding the conversation while searching the area. Finally I came across this one guy who was at my computer class, he was talking into a mic and sounding like her. I still don't know how he was making that voice in my head though.....so weird.
Recall is a bit shoddy throughout, so I'll just start from what I remember.... I was with my cousin, and we were doing or discussing something that I'm not totally sure about when this psycho arrives. There are two helicopters heading for these skyscrapers, and this guy plans on destroying the towers himself. One of the copters had a rope hanging from it so I ran and grabbed on to it. I anchored myself to the ground and watched the helicopter crash into a nearby cow pasture. The psycho guy just showed up, and he knew I was going to stop the other one, so he pulls out a box cutter, and my cousin throws me one and we square off. I thought back to my JKD training, and tried to stay relaxed. The guy trusted at me with his box cutter and I slapped his arm away, while grabbing it one motion, and went to cutting up his entire arm. He trusted again, and this time I was able to disarm him. I grabbed the other box cutter, and he punched at me. I cut off all the fingers of his hand, and he said "are you just going to slice like that all day?" Then I went and cut off the ones he was holding out on the other hand during his little statement. He tried to kick me, and I grabbed his leg and stuck my box cutter in as deep as it could go. And the guy actually cheered for me. I knew this was some sort of odd distraction from the other helicopter, so I headed off and there was some huge gun trying to shoot lasers at me. I used eye lasers to counter and destroy it. The psycho guy said he could do the same thing, and started shooting lasers at the last remaining helicopter. He did it over and over, and eventually the helicopter crashed right on top of him...killing him.
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