Twisty's Gallery of Dreams

November 25, 2011

This is the first in a long series of entries that I am transferring from my written DJ to this one. This deals with yet another encounter I had with Jaggers', and is the only one I've had since then.

I was at my house, sitting on my front porch, when three of my cross-country friends, Mike, Will, and Parker, came jogging up to me. They wanted to know if I wanted to go on a run with them, and I agreed. This next part was sort of hazy, but I remembered going a far distance.

Eventually, we came to Bruno Lane, a narrow side street that I haven't actually been down myself. We turned down that way, and it turned out that it was more of a trail than a street. There were some tire tracks that showed that cars did, indeed, use it. There were lots of branches in the way, and I had to keep pushing them out of my face. There was a small footbridge that crossed over a thin creek, and the ground was all saturated, as if it had just rained.

When we got towards the end of the trail, Will climbed up onto a pile of dirt. Parker walked off the trail and down a slope to a little pond, where he proceeded to start singing "We Are Family," while Mike beat boxed to the tune.

I turned around, and saw a group of girls riding horses down the path. I recognized my friend Sara, who I haven't seen for a while, as one of them. She was talking on one of those Bluetooth earphones to so sone who was supposedly her supervisor.
"Hey," I said, trying to get her attention.
"Oh, hi Ben!" she responded. "Are you on a run for cross-country?"
"Yeah," I answered. "We were just about to get going." I motioned to the others, and they came back.
"Well, I'll see you around," she said.
We waved to each other, and the group of riders headed off.

Mike, Will, Parker, and I kept running, and just as we stepped out of the woods, a familiar face appeared: Jaggers.

"Hello again," he said with a malicious glint in his eye. "Don't worry. I've changed my evil ways. You have nothing to worry about."

My friends didn't seem to think so. After being turned into animals by him before, they weren't going to take a second chance. They fled as fast as their legs could take them. Jaggers facepalmed.

Just then, a woman dressed in a black gown came out of the trail. She engaged Jaggers in an argument of some sort, although I can't remember what they said. After a few minutes, they stopped, and began to make out. Then, she dipped her hand in a nearby puddle, and transformed into a mermaid! I was shocked, but Jaggers told us to get in his car. It was a VW Bug, so there wasn't a lot of room. The mermaid's tail kept hitting my face, and it became quite a nuisance.

When we pulled up to Jaggers' mansion, he was shocked to find that it had become a giant gingerbread house.
"Whose idea of a prank is this?!" he cried.

We all went in, and Jaggers began a conversation with the mermaid. While they were talking, I went out to the back porch, and tore off a couple of gumdrops. I popped them in my mouth, and they were quite chewy, but very bland.

The mermaid asked me to come help her out on the front lawn. I found her with some bronze pieces of armor, which she asked me to help her put on. I pulled it up onto her tail, but she immediately began to scream, and her flesh smoked. I pulled it off right away. She said something about it being poisoned by some sort of dark beast, but the dream began to fade.

Analysis: I'm not entirely sure here. Sara does ride horses, and Will is a showoff, and would certainly run up not top of something, but Parker doesn't sing, and Mike doesn't beatbox. The mermaid, I'm not sure about either, even though it's one of my dream signs. Jaggers as well. And cross-country. I'm surprised that even though all three of my major dream signs were there, I still didn't become lucid.

Category: Non-Lucid

Lucidity: 1/10
Clarity: 8/10
Length: 9/10
Enjoyment: 6/10
Overall: 6/10