It's been far to long, but the realism (not lucidness but what I felt) of last night's dream and some of the dreams i've had recently have inspired me to start logging them once more.
18/01/08
Not a great deal in the dream, but i'll write what I can remember.
I was at some place playing football with two friends I hadn't seen in a while. After we finished, I decided to get the train home and my two friends also got the train as they lived a few stops ahead. What we'd forgotten was, the trains went to different places at different intervals (for e.g every 15 and 45 past would be going somewhere and 00 and 30 would be a different place.) When we got to the station, a train was just arriving so we just got on it without hesistation. Soon, we realised that the train took a different turn to what we recognise and when I looked at the electronical board that tells the destination, it was jumbled and appeared to be in french. We decided to get off at the next station and get on the opposite train. However, this journey took a while and appeared to travel through a little village very slowly, like a tram would. Eventually, we got to a stop that wasn't even a stop, it was more of a bus shelter. In order to get of the train, we had jump across the opposite set of tracks. When I tried to do it, I slipped and my hands fortunately missed the live rail. However, as I tried to get back up, my hands slipped onto the live rail and I began to get electrocuted, shouting for help. I've never been electrocuted like that in my life, but the pain I felt was so realistic. I can still remember how it felt now, especially the blood that was beginning to boil in my hands. As this was happening, I could hear a bell (which I presumed meant an emergency of some sort had happened) and I eventually managed to get of the rail. Once I was off it, I felt a bit shaky, but was pretty much ok. A doctor examined me and I pointed out to him the burn marks on the top of my hand. Then, out the blue, some Japanese people on motor bikes were riding down the rail line and began shooting at us (they looked like some kind of world war characters) Everyone started running for their life. After a series of super dives, trying to avoid being shot, I jumped over a wall which had a fairly big drop. After thinking I was safe, more soldiers appeared and I begain to run as fast as I could, whilst they were shooting and chasing. Eventually, I put my hands up to surrender and they took me into a house. They were really friendly people and gave me an explanation to why they where doing what they were doing. It was also revealed that they were shooting blanks and were not intending to kill us. I was sitting on a bench and on the opposite side was some Indian guy with just a cloth around his crotch. He took a feather, rubbed it on his crotch and then gave it to the Japanese guy to the left of me. This guy then rubbed the feather into my face and said that it was some kind of affection.
I remember nothing more from this dream after that point, I had another two dreams aswell, but I don't think that they're really worth jotting down.
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