Waiting in line to be assigned a weapon as I am drafted into a medieval war. I am given a stick with a big spiked ball on top of it. Down the line, they give me a leather cape, and that's it. "What am I, cannon fodder?" I think as I realize how vulnerable I am like this. Not nearly strong enough to wield the mace, even running through bushes would scratch up my skin... I walk off, and wander around some grassy hills with a few sparse trees. I see one of my friends with her boyfriend both sitting under a tree and having a good time. I say "Hi" as I pass by, letting them enjoy themselves without interrupting too much. I follow a road that goes up a hill, along a small cliff right across from another half hill, half cliff area. There is a guy shooting mortar rounds at me. But I can see the angle of his mortar pod, so it's really easy to dodge. He just rotates as he changes his aim, but doesn't actually move. I have an energy cannon type thing that also shoots like a mortar, but needs to be charged with each shot depending on how far I want it to go. I time my shots to be in between his, and get closer and closer as I fine tune the charging and my aim as I dodge and shoot from different spots along the cliff. He almost gets me a few times, but it is really easy to dodge. Finally, I get a hit on him, but it hardly hurts him at all. He laughs at me, completely unconcerned. But the joke is on him, I can do this all day. Then, a nuclear missile lands just to my right. The sky flashes white, and the blast wave knocks me down to the ground. Then everything starts to burn. Must be the radiation. I see a glowing orange smoke slowly spread toward me. Some of it touches my legs and holy crap does it burn! I run to get out of it, and can barely stay ahead of it as it spreads. Down the hill, the smoke does not follow me. Spared just by a thread from dying in that explosion, I am now so weak and injured that I am pretty much useless. I look around for some place to sleep this off. Walking away from the action toward some sort of building that is up a hill, I think that'll work just fine. Spontaneously, someone performs a type of magical healing ritual on me, and I feel back to full health again! I swing my mace around, and it feels easy and comfortable to do so. Now, what to do about this nuclear explosion?
Fragment 1: Creepy I'm on the edge of sleep. I feel heavy and the room feels off like there's someone in it with me. "I hope she isn't here again." I think. So of course when I drift off I see a picture of a girl with chin length dark hair. At the time I didn't think she looked familiar, but she looks a little like Sailor Saturn. ((Completely freakin' random, but whatever. It's less random than strangling a bear and harvesting happy clams from it..)) She's standing in some version of my room, she's got a long-handle mace, it looks like bone and there's an evil grinning face painted on it with blood. NOPE I think and force myself awake, but begin to drift immediately. When I fall back asleep she isn't there. Sharks I'm an eleven year old boy with pale skin and dark hair. I'm in the water with my older brother, he's only a couple of years my senior. We're clinging to some sort of wreckage. The water feels enclosed like a lake, but is behaving like the ocean. I get the feeling it's supposed to be part of a resort but all I ever see is the water. We never intended to be out this far. Something has happened that forced us into the middle of the lake. We look around for other people, over by the side of a boat there's another boy, that one is younger. Seven maybe. I grab at my brother's shoulder as I try to catch my breath. "Do you see that kid over there?" "Yeah--" "We have to help him!" We see movement in the water and see a dull nose bump the body, searching. It's a shark. It's...nibbling, searching, until it finds one of the boy's feet. "Adam." I say, my brother just watches, horrified. "ADAM." "Why are there SHARKS here? Why would they do that?" I shake my head in frustration and I let go of the wreckage and swim furiously toward the little boy and the shark. Somehow my movement startles the shark and he lets go. I get a hold on him and kick to the surface. Someone leans out of the boat and gestures to me. "Hand him up!" There's a lapse and I'm treading water where I rescued the boy. I'd been unconscious. My head hurts. I feel something bump against the small of my back, then my shoulder. no, no, no I think, trying to right myself so I can figure out what's going on. Teeth start to close around my hand and I jerk my hand free. If I keep moving it won't be able to grab me. A wave smacks me hard, rolling me under the water. I get a terrifying visual of the shark's head and jagged teeth through the hazy water. Then Adam is there and pulling me to the surface. An old man leans out of the boat and drags me onto the deck before giving Adam a hand. I lay there and quiver violently. There are patches of skin missing where the shark had nibbled at me, and the flesh on my hand is a mess but to my immense relief I can still move my fingers and it doesn't even hurt too much. "You're lucky, that other boy lost his foot." Adam says. The old man grimaces and hobbles away. I see that all that remains of his feet are the heel and he's put metal caps over the bones so he can walk. Other people have similar injuries. One woman is missing her whole left arm. Fragment 2 In a narrow kitchen. Everything looks like a dim yellow. A short, hunch-shoulder Mexican man, hands in his hoodie pockets. At first he looks normal, he casts a frightened look over his shoulder. I approach him. When I get a little closer he drops his head and grins a little. The expression is really unsettling. I'm tired of being creeped out, I swat his shoulder. "STOP THAT." He looks startled, then afraid. "Sorry." but he can't help it. He does it again and I force myself awake, roll over. Fragment 3: Sitting in a booth in a diner. There's someone across from me but I can't remember his face. It was like we were on a date.
I'm at this church and there's this lich up there saying some cazy incantation. (quick edit I had a dream about working at the old hospital and meeting up with someone I knew before this dream). I have no idea what this skeleton guy in purple and gold is talking about but I head up front to kill him. One of his guards swing a long spiked mace at me, and I grabbed it and took out the guard with it. I hit the lich with it, and he shrugged it off and said some garbage about how he was too powerful to be destroyed. Then I thought about love, and focused that energy into the next swing....totally destroyed him. I broke the mase in a way that it became a four section staff and went to work on the rest of the guards and woke up. Hotel I'm at a hotel and I think I'm about to change clothes and go out, but I end up spilling everything into the toilet. People show up and I hear that's it's J I lock the door and then wait a second and he comes in. Magically, everything is cleaned up. I started watching a show about how some woman died, and her daughter (who looked exactly like her) didn't want to go to the funeral because it made her think of her own death. I'm walking with that girl now and I get her a drink and myself a coffee (the drink had a really wierd name to it and it came in a green bottle, and I never drink coffee). It didn't have a straw, so I went into the store right next door and swiped one while telling the owner. I'm in some cave (same one from a dream today that I didn't write down) and some grey guy gives me a kill request. It's some lich who's at the end of the cave. I head down there while dispatching theses shadowy fools in black cloaks and when I turn around I see the guy I need to kill, but its the gray guy. He quickly transforms back to the gray guy so I don't fuck him up. I'm confused, and partially lucid at this point when the grey guy starts explaining things. He starts talking about rules of the Dreamworld and how nothing around me is what it seems. The woman who died showed up along with her daughter. They were disguised as well. He said he needed test me to see if I was worthy, and went on explaining the differences between the real world and the dreamworld. Everything faded and I wished I could go back to sleep
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