Dressed in Drag and Face Removal
02.03.2010
Drag and FaceMasks (Non-lucid)
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
At a party in a park at night with friends. A female friend of mine wants me to follow her to a carpark to swap clothes because she is wearing a wedding dress. We walk to the carpark and suddenly she is wearing my jeans and shirt and I am wearing her dress, but it is now shorter and looks like a miniskirt on me. I ask one of my friends to drive me home because he recently got his P plates (provisional licence). I live a fair way out of town but this time the drive is really short and I don't recognize the way home. Along the way we see some giant huge monstrous eagles, about as big as a small family home, which fly into a man made nest. In the paddock next to us are some giant sheep with lambs the size of lions, and they all have lots of wool. This does not seem out of the ordinary, the sheep are there to feed the giant eagles. We pull up to the front of my place and I am no longer in the dress/miniskirt but I grab a bag of clothes from my car anyways. My friend drives off and I take my car. I take some dirt roads and do a u-turn at one point because I don't know where I am. Finally I follow cyclist along a road. Suddenly I am a cyclist, going down a steep mountain path, knocking past red balloons or something. Now I am in a 'fake creek' with a group of young people playing a game? It's my turn and a fat man holds me under the water in a shallow round tub. I realize he's trying to drown me and I fight him off. He then grabs someone else and tries to drown them. No one is reacting, but I push him and yell at him, and the person he was drowning starts screaming at him too. Now everyone knows he is a 'bad guy' and he runs off. Now I'm in a large warehouse with the people I was with before and we are looking for him. The FatMan has ripped off his face and he is now Morgan Freeman (and skinny). The police are coming but until then we have to fight him on our own. He has an accomplice who is sometimes male and sometimes female when we catch glimpses of them in the warehouse. I find a big pallet of "Paint Tubes??" and start passing them out. I catch a glimpse of Morgan Freeman outside a door of the warehouse and I squirt paint in his face, but it looks like mustard. The police come and I can't remember anything else.