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    I've been writing down my dreams for a while, but unfortunately I neglected to date any of them. Still, I figured it couldn't hurt to post them anyway! So this will log all of my dreams so far, starting with the oldest from a couple of years ago and slowly working up towards the newest ones. I also have a collection of dream fragments I wrote down too, and I did date those, so I'll include them in this journal as well.

    Also, I tend to dream about whatever I'm obsessing over at the time so expect to see a lot of TV and game characters here.

    1. Dream Fragments 06 - 12.07.09

      by , 05-09-2012 at 06:31 PM (Dream Tales)
      #1
      I’d been killed, though I don’t know how. I was wandering round the car park of a warehouse/school building as a ghost. I kept following people but nobody could see me.

      #2
      I was in a block of houses, still as a ghost. No idea where I was going.

      #3
      I was now wearing a pretty silver and blue necklace that allowed people to see where I was (I was still a ghost). I was hanging out with the Torchwood gang who appeared to be pulling Jack along on a wooden sled in a small forested area. They were talking to me but I can’t remember what was said.

      #4
      I was jogging up and down the stairs of a school/office block. I kept doing my best to not be seen.

      #5
      A short, portly kid with black hair was following me around on a school field. At one point he hugged me. I think I was trying to help him with something.
      Tags: 2009, fragments
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    2. Pneumonic Plague

      by , 05-09-2012 at 06:29 PM (Dream Tales)


      I was in a large blue and white hospital room, visiting my best friend Tony DiNozzo from NCIS. He was sick with pneumonic plague but didn't actually appear to be ill.

      He was sat up in bed conversing jovially with myself and Abby and had a big smile on his face.

      Eventually I went home to get one of my books - a novelisation of the NCIS episode 'SWAK' - with every intention of reading it until I bumped into my mum outside a small restaurant in town. She was sat at a white plastic table with a drink in front of her.

      "Hey, how’s Tony?" I asked.

      "He looked very pale", Mum replied. "Ready to go?"

      "Let me say goodbye to Tony first", I said and darted off to the hospital again.

      I thought I knew the way to his room but the halls, rooms and corridors were like a maze and didn't recognise anything. I was completely lost.

      "Can I help you?" a woman behind a reception desk asked as I wondered past.

      "I'm looking for my friend's room", I told her. "He's got Pneumonic Plague".

      "I can take you there", said a man from the hall.

      He led me around the hospital until we came across a section that I remembered.

      "Thanks, but I can get there from here", I said and wandered off on my own.

      I was soon lost again and had ended up back at the hospital entrance. For some reason Macaulay Culkin was sat there at the age he'd been in the film 'Home Alone'.

      "What's up?" I asked casually.

      "There's a bomb in the hospital!" he replied. "We've got to get out!"

      And the next thing I knew I was running for my life. I'd managed to get a few meters from the hospital when the bomb went off and destroyed the reception area. Then a second one destroyed the middle of the building.

      "TONY!" I screamed, running desperately around the chain-link fence that had sprung up around the hospital to find a way in.

      Suddenly a third and final bomb exploded, taking out the back of the hospital. Tony's room had been somewhere near there.

      "TONY!" I shouted again and managed to find an opening that granted me entrance.

      Considering three bombs had gone off within the hospital it was in remarkable condition. The power was down and a thin, brownish smoke hung in the air but apart from that everything looked ok.

      I finally made it to Tony. The room was completely wrecked but somehow his bed had made it intact and he was lying on top of it in a comatose state which I assumed was because of the plague. There was also a man there - the same one who'd directed me around the hospital earlier.

      "Watch out, he's going to kill you!" my brother yelled, appearing out of thin air and shooting the guy in the head.

      He fell down and his face was revealed to be mask, hiding away his true identity. I knew him from somewhere but couldn't quite place him and I woke up before I could work it out.
      Tags: dream, ncis, plague
      Categories
      non-lucid