Up Until Today - Only one dream. See why I'm bad at LD'ing now?
Today -
Anyway, I was some guy called Mario something or other. I think I had a vauge feeling I was a plumber - no, seriously. Anyway...this is where everything gets extremely complicated and long.
Because I wasn't actually Mario at the start.
There was more dream before this, but the part "furthest away" form the present - I was in a sort of...shielded open area where there were little ducks playing on a ledge and a girl messing around. I think I, or somebody else, said "Well, as long as the ducks get to play" (in reference to running away from people).
I was then assaisnated. Throat cut. Not vivid at all, i didn't even see it, I just knew that was what had happened. Time then rewound to just a second before I was grabbed to be killed - I saw the man's arm come round the corner to grab me (just after he had very quickly grabbed a friend of mine), but I ran away (forward-left) onto lots of green grass. I didn't see what surrounded it. Anyway, he came out from behind the corner and started chasing me, with a knife in his mouth (I knew this was what he killed me with before). I knew I could run faster than him but he had more stamina, so I would eventually be caught, so after running forward a bit (facing towards him), I sat down on a bench near the start of where he had run out from. Scene changes.
I'm not sure if this was before or after the scene I had before, but I was running from country to country from the assasinator with some friends. We went to China at one point - and it looked nothing like China. For a start, China seemed to basically be this red tower thing floating in the sea near to a whirlpool. At some point I had to jump into the sea to get something, and I was beginning to get sucked into the whirlpool. I couldn't actually see it, I just felt its effects. Before that, a monk type dude thing (one of my friends) had seen the assainator and said to him a rhyme. The rhyme was a sort of ongoing joke through the entire dream - I won't go into too much detali as to what happened, but basically the assainator said it once and the monk edited it to mention that he needed to go to China to kill me.
The monk swam to China, which was then next door via this small stretch of "sea". The assainator had to catch a plane to China, however. Don't ask me why.
Anyway it became clear that if he was coming to China to kill me (I didn't feel scared at all - just mildy unwanting of him to arrive because mildy bad things would happen, that's how I felt), I decided to go to Moscow in Russia. I pictured Moscow as being streets upon streets of filthy roads and factories, so I decided to go to a small town in Russia instead. We were in a sort of car I never saw driving down china to the airport, then the scene sort of flickered and I was in a small little plane that didn't go high, and didn't go fast. We took off and then went over these mountains (I felt like I was controlling the plane with an computer keyboard...) and then I saw a beautiful sea with a huge waterfall that seemed to just go into the center of the earth. Like, an everending crack in the earth that made a waterfall. Which also never ended.
I remembered my brother saying (I knew it was him saying it although he wasn't there) - the view of <something> is beautiful. He was referring to the sea-waterfall-type thing.
The scene changed once again (NB: I just had a flashback of that Dream where I got really upset after falling in love with something...I must read that) and I was...in a place that I was in before, but I neglected to mention because I could not remember it. Jesus, as I type this, I get a feeling i'm on the edge of remembering a ton of other stuff in this dream.
Anyway, I climbed up these stairs to a hotel. They were white sort of stairs that were of the seperated type, not like the ones you get in a house. As I climbed them, I did it fast because I remember last time I did it (sometime in this dream), I was seen and shot. By an assainator. Although not the same one. (See a pattern emerging throughout this whole dream??).
I tried the door and it was locked. I read the sign on the door and I said "Oh no, another one of those stupid 9pm to 9am things". As I said this, two other criminals that fit the descripition of who-would-assainate-me-this-time (don't ask me how I knew, I just did), were climbing the stairs. The fat one of the two, who was bald, said "Crap. Now what". He didn't know that I was the person (Mario, now) that was to be assainated. He knew my name, but hadn't seen the picture yet so didn't know who to shoot.
All four of us (I had an friend who stayed very quiet throughout this whole thing), went down the stairs and went into an hotel room that we just sort of...appeared in. I didn't notice anything wrong about the way we just went there, though. It all seemed perfectly normal to me.
I asked the other one of their group, the younger, with sort of spiky hair, with acne, techie one how much this room cost. He mentioned something about this day being free but next week it wasn't, but it didn't quite make sense. I knew it didn't make sense so I just said nothing and nodded acknowledgably.
Right. Then we all decided to look in the house for private-pictures of a guy that used to live in this house (yes, it's a hotel room...now it's apparently a house, don't ask me why), but we couldn't find them. We then went into a car that was in a line of cars outside a police station. I was thinking "Is this new york, or is it san fransico? are they the same thing". I had thought of that before but did not remember where.
Anyway, just before that I had told my friend to play it cool. It was an excellent trap - we were the last people they expected to be the ones to assainate. We'd just gain their trust then shoot them out once and for all. I had an vision in my head in the dream (daydream within a dream?) of us all getting into a car, me and my friend in the back and them in the front, then us two shooting them (friend kill fattie, i kill techie), when they just opened the envelope to see who to assainate.
We sort of crashed into an balcony in the car, and there were lots of taxis there. Then some man was talking about lessons on driving or something, and there were lots of fat american people there. They had their tops off so I had to see their fat, hairy bellies. Yeah.
Anyway, then the techie dude disappeared, the fat guy tried to shoot me - he knew all along it was me - but he couldn't because i jumped down a pipe so ridicously large and long i should of had a broken neck by the time I was all the way down there. Then my friend was shot and thrown down after me. I was sort of in his body, feeling him fall down. I then quickly switched to mine and got out of the way, so he landed on the floor.
Somebody then said "You know what to do", so i thought of something about the recovery position and placed my friend (still alive) behind a pipe in the pipe...so nobody could see him. I ran out and by the time I had done all this, the fat man was ready to shoot me again (he had ran down the stairs to me...long way to run). I mentioned that I had burnt my friend, so he wouldn't look for him (i thought "would he believe it, i managed to burn him in 5 seconds apparently"), he seemed to think the same thing but then acknowledged it.
He sort of disappeared and a karate dude appeared. I tried to shoot him, but my gun was gone. So I had to do karate to hurt him. I couldn't. Then white squares appeared over his body with numbers on them as to how many times to kick. I started doing this.
Then I was woken up by my mother.
Jesus, what a long dream.
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