Danger! Incoming post! Everyone hit the deck!
Originally Posted by MadMonkey
Yeah, I've seen that thread. I'm not sure if the dream I had was inspired by that or something that came up randomly. I've had a few dreams along the same lines recently... I also frequently have dreams about fighting with teams of other people against forces of darkness, but I don't usually identify them as "dream warriors." I guess I just want to avoid reading too much into what might just be ordinary dreams.
Originally Posted by Queen Zukin
I tried to find you last night, it failed, but it was an...interesting...attempt.
I can't make any sense of that drawing, either! We'll have better luck next time, Zukin. XD Thank you for making the attempt!
March 26, 2011
Midnight Search
Eric came into Nicole’s room in the middle of the night wearing only briefs. He went straight to the window and lifted the blinds to look outside.
“Looking for something, Eric?” Nicole asked. I wondered whether or not we should tell him to leave…
“Yeah…” was all he said. He started to turn toward the door, but then he looked outside again and frowned.
Which Way?
I was in the car with Nicole and her mom. Nicole’s mom asked us which way it was to the airport. It seemed like a strange question.
“To Roosevelt,” I said. “It’s Midway.”
Firewood and Vampires
I was sitting with Nicole, Andrea, and Eric on the north side of Nicole’s garage. It was snowy outside, so I thought I would bring some firewood over there and start a fire. There was really nowhere to do it on that side… I didn’t consider using the preexisting fire pit at first. I walked over to the wood storage, put a big log in the back of the jeep, and visualized how I was going to turn the jeep around with three cars parked around it in the driveway. It was going to be remarkably difficult to get the jeep to Nicole. Phil saw me considering this and asked what I was doing. After explaining, I assured him I could get the jeep out… It would just require me to get out to verify how much room I had between cars periodically. He got in the jeep and easily pulled it out onto the lawn. I realized how pointless all this was… I could’ve just carried the wood, and besides, Phil already had a fire going in the garage. I managed to get her dad’s attention, and he rolled down the driver side window. The look he gave me when I explained what I just realized said it all – if I gave it three more seconds of thought in the first place, there wouldn’t have been any need to move the jeep. I got the wood out of the back and carried it back to the storage pile. I went back to Nicole to let her know the plan. By the time I got there, however, bats were attacking all three of them. I understood that they were vampires after Eric. After all, he was a vampire, too.
Secrets and Tension
Andrea sent Nicole a series of angry text messages because she found out that Nicole knows why Alex and Eric aren’t dating. Nicole refused to tell her why.
Pornographic Bed Box
I had a box surrounding my bed. Desktop wallpapers I used or intended to use in the future were posted all over the walls of the box. I noticed a punch of porn near the top end of the bed. I tried to hide this from Nicole, but she was the one who discovered it first, so she already knew.
“I don’t know why these are up here,” I commented, thinking more of their location than whether or not they should be on the box in the first place.
“It’s so you have something pretty to look at while you’re in bed,” Nicole said. Her voice dripped with animosity.
Demon Hunting with Neluna and Gaspard
I was part of a team responsible for hunting and banishing escaped demons. Neluna and Gaspard (.hack//G.U.) were the other team members. We were really close on a demon’s trail… Then we lost him. Just as I was about to call it a day, planning to resume the search in the morning, Neluna had a brilliant idea. We followed her into a supermarket. She found something the demon had touched. Using the energy signature on the object, she traced his movements. I saw the world from Neluna’s perspective as she climbed to the top of a merchandise shelf and started jumping from one to the other. We came to the toy section. Neluna went straight for a miniature basketball goal. She retrieved the tiny basketball attached to the rim of the goal and brought it back to me, beaming with pride.
“I got it,” she said.
“Got what?” asked Gaspard, studying the ball.
“It’s a portal to another world…” I explained. “Neluna found this demon’s lair.”
“Oh! Does she get two points since she found both things?”
“No… Just one…” We both gave Gaspard a disappointed look. I touched the ball and was sucked inside. The others followed. We were driving on a narrow highway. I telepathically booked a room for us at a nearby inn. Conveniently, Neluna notified me that the demon was in the same town as us. I told Nel and Gaspard that we would go eat takoyaki together after our victory. They were both pleased, especially Gaspard. We were close to the town, so we stopped the car and got out to walk the rest of the way… Gaspard went ahead of us. He started acting paranoid, and then he was attacked by a giant alligator. Gaspard thought it was a snake at first.
Art of the Violin
I was a soldier in this dream. I carried Symphony’s violin with me at all times. I chanced upon a community of musicians one day while we were stationed nearby. Against orders, I left camp with the violin to play something for the people in the musical community. I plucked the strings of the violin carefully as I strolled into town. Another soldier walked beside me, but I didn’t recognize him. At my insistence, the townspeople directed me to their leader. She was a famous composer. The woman looked like a gypsy and wore huge, golden rings in her ears. She wore a pink, shear garment over a tighter outfit made of black leather.
“You call this music?” she asked, raising an eyebrow as I plucked strings for her. “It must be difficult.”
“No, it’s not,” I said, ignoring what I perceived as sarcasm. “Would you teach me?” She seemed to be considering it, but she didn’t speak.
Aliens Invade Minecraft
Nicole and I were playing Minecraft. A rumor started involving aliens invading the world, and I wanted to investigate. We went to the mansion where the aliens were supposedly staying. The only way into the basement was opened by mining some fallen stone out of our way. We found Ben down there… He said he had finally joined our server. He had more money than me even though he had only been playing a few hours! Nicole and I went up to the third floor of the mansion. She looked out a window and saw Cleo sneaking past. The scene reset.
This time, Cleo made it past the window without detection. I saw this from a point of reference outside the window. Nicole went into another room and almost spotted Cleo walking past a second window, but the cat flattened herself against the building to stay hidden. Cleo finally jumped into a glowing, rainbow-colored portal that rippled like a neon sea. Looking at the portal gave me a sense of deep-seated mania… Nicole went in the portal after her. There were other portals throughout the mansion, but many of them were linked – so they didn’t really go anywhere. I followed Nicole and Cleo into this neon one. I arrived in a small body of water. No sign of Nicole, I thought… I waded to the shore, and as I walked up a hill, I spotted a grounded saucer constructed of brick and iron in the distance. This was the aliens’ spacecraft. So the rumors were true – sort of! I figured the UFO was really manned by humans. In direct response to my thoughts, a bunch of little green aliens in silver space armor waddled down from a nearby mountain. They were being chased by rapid, otherworldly beasts with multiple heads. I ran for the spacecraft, thinking I could use it to escape.
The dream jumped. Back at the mansion, Nicole and I were watching a reenactment of Twilight for some reason… We both agreed it was incredibly boring. Bella and Edward were whispering romantic things to each other and kissing. As we listened to the predictable conversation, it drifted to the subject of Edward’s erectile dysfunction. Bella was frustrated by the fact that she couldn’t arouse him. I decided to “turn them off.” The scene disappeared, leaving us with a black void.
Midnight Rage
Okay, this one was a little weird. I had a false awakening. Nicole’s dad was yelling really loud downstairs, presumably at her mom. As I lay with my head at the foot of the bed, I told myself to pretend to be asleep in case this was somehow my fault. He came upstairs and yelled at Matt in the kitchen for eating so late at night. Then, he yelled at Eric for being a burden on the family. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I hoped he was only saying these things out of anger, but I sensed that he was expressing his true feelings. He came into Nicole’s room and started yelling at us only to realize we were asleep. He started crying at the foot of the bed because he thought I couldn’t hear.
“I’m sorry…” he sobbed. “I’m so sorry…”
“It’s okay,” I whispered, sitting up on an elbow.
“You’re awake?!”
“What’s wrong, Phil?”
“I messed up, Josh… I’ve really screwed up this time.” I stood up, gesturing toward the bedroom door. I didn’t want Nicole to get caught in the crosshairs of her dad’s anger again.
“Let’s go sit in the living room and talk about it.”
The dream jumped. Nicole and I were at the grocery store. She asked where her dad had gone, and I tried to figure out a way to tell her the truth…
Who Are You Supposed to Be? (Lucid)
I was on a train. Two guys noticed that they both had Swiss Gear backpacks. I showed them mine, and they laughed when they saw I had one, too. I realized one of the guys was Eric Weller.
“Eric?” I blinked. He pointed at himself as if to make sure I was talking to him.
“Yeah, I’m supposed to be Eric. Who are you supposed to be?” The phrasing of his question was bizarre. I replied in a manner that struck it down.
“I’m Josh.”
“Oh! Right!” Awkward silence followed. We got off the train and came to a room with strangely shaped windows… It was painted purple throughout. I thought about how much I wanted to realize I was dreaming. Then, confused by the origins of the thought, I looked around. I was dreaming! I grabbed Eric by the shoulders.
“Dude, we’re in a dream. What do you feel like doing?”
“I dunno…”
“Neither do I! Let’s fly!” I threw him out the window forcibly and jumped out after him. He didn’t know how to fly, so he just tumbled toward the rugged mountain valleys below us. I swooped down and pointed a finger at him to levitate his body in the air.
“What are you doing?!” he cried, waving his arms.
“Try moving. Float up.” As I spoke, he drifted upward. He panicked when he couldn’t change directions, however, and I had to bring him down with my magic finger. “You’re bad at this…” I brought him down to a boat on the side of a mountain. I gave my intent to summon Nicole, and voila! There she was, standing on the deck. She looked around, then at me. “Welcome to my dream,” I said. “Is it really you, or are you just ‘supposed to be’ Nicole?” Eric didn’t seem pleased by my teasing question.
“I’m me…” Nicole said. “So hold on, we’re dreaming?”
“Yes. I saw a portal while I was flying around. Let’s go into it!” Nicole agreed, so we flew up to a purple vortex in the sky. Darkness spiraled into it as it seemed to spin. We were both sucked in. Hopefully, dream Eric didn’t starve in the middle of nowhere – we left him behind. The vortex filled my vision.
I had a false awakening. I sat up in bed, staring down at my hand. My arm was incredibly long – at least five feet – and each of my fingers branched off into two. I felt like I was going cross-eyed. I couldn’t focus on anything properly. After a while, things stabilized, and my hand was normal.
“I guess we’re not dreaming,” I told Nicole.
Fused Embodiment of Several
This dream has been omitted.
Beyond Minecraft's Impassable Mountain
I was playing Minecraft with Chelsea. It seems that the game had an officially integrated storyline, and I had skipped most of it by jumping over what was meant to be an impassable mountain.
“Do you even have the red rocks yet?” my sister asked me.
“What? Redstone?” I asked for clarification.
“I don’t know… They’re just red.” I admitted I didn’t have any. Chelsea told me I should build a rocket ship and go to outer space. This was something she had accomplished; her house was built on the moon. I would need plenty of iron and coal to construct it, though. As I made my way down the sloped desert environment surrounding me, I found several broken pieces of a wooden ship. I took refuge in one of the pieces for the night.
Phil's Tale of Romance
As we planned a trip to her grandma’s house, Nicole and I discussed how we would get there and back. She suggested flying to Arizona, then to New York, then back to Illinois. That didn’t make any sense, of course.
“We should just fly straight there…” I said. For some reason, she suggested flying to New Jersey instead and driving into New York. That didn’t really make sense to me, either.
“Well, when we fly back,” she said, “just don’t fly to Australia. That’s the wrong way.” No kidding.
The dream jumped. Nicole and I arrived at a bed and breakfast hotel. We called it a “breakfast and bed joint,” though. She explained that this was her grandma’s shop. After we went inside, I fell asleep on one of the restaurant’s many tables. A bunch of health inspectors showed up. Instead of examining the food, they examined the structural stability of the building. Everything looked sound even though it was well over a hundred years old, they decided. They had a problem with me sleeping on the table, though… I heard one saying that there were beds for rent upstairs if I wanted to sleep at the hotel. I pretended to wake groggily as they yelled at me. I stumbled outside and fell face-first into the sand. It was nice and warm on my cheeks!
The dream jumped. We were going to Nicole’s grandma’s shop again, but this time, we brought her mom. As we drove up to the restaurant, her mom pointed out the Wendy’s and K-Mart she remembered from her childhood. It had been decades since she visited the area, so she was amazed these buildings were still around. The restaurant was situated atop a plateau with canyons surrounding on both sides. I showed Nicole’s mom how a fairy lived on one side of the plateau. On the other side was the dark lair of a Succubus Lord. I laughed when I saw Wendy’s right next to it. We concluded that Wendy’s was clearly evil. As we continued driving, we saw a number of animated erotic billboards. Nicole’s mom was terribly embarrassed by all of these… She said she remembered them, too.
“We used to go see those movies,” she admitted. After a while, she got angry at Nicole. “Why would you show Josh all this? He doesn’t want to see billboards of naked guys.” There were girls, too, but I didn’t say anything.
“It was my idea!” interjected Phil’s voice. He manifested before us in a flash of light. “I wanted to tell them the story of how we fell in love.”
“Oh no, not again…” Nicole groaned. My vision was overtaken by footage of Adam Sandler holding onto the roof of a small car attached to the back of a long, silver vehicle shaped like a snake.
“When you almost left me,” Phil recalled in Adam Sandler’s voice, “I didn’t know what to do – so I latched onto your dad’s car and refused to let go. When I couldn’t follow in a car, I held onto yours.” I saw the car break off the snake vehicle, and Adam Sandler jumped on the snake’s back. “I didn’t know how to make it right…” They entered a tunnel. A huge truck drove alongside the snake.
“One time, I stole an eighteen wheeler for you!” he continued. “Did you know that?! Actually… I didn’t. I was too scared. I’ve never stolen anything that big.” The tunnel began to narrow. It was impossible for him to continue riding the snake’s back; he would be crushed by the ceiling. He resorted to tearing the metal frame off the vehicle. In the process, he pulled three green plugs out. The snake’s engine stopped running, and it slumped to the ground. As a test, Adam Sandler put the plugs back in. The engine roared to life. He pulled them out again. “And that’s how I learned how to start your dad’s car…”
“What?! You’re crazy,” Nicole’s mom muttered. The memory sequence showed Adam Sandler standing with Nicole’s mom. They walked up to a stand with assorted Mexican candies. There were a number of cookies with designs on them, too. I walked up to the stand and tried the cookies. I realized they had laxatives in them, but only after I’d eaten several. I remembered something about Nicole’s dad buying Mexican candy from a stand recently and getting sick. If the story was true, it seemed strange that he would eat Mexican candy after such a horrible experience in his mid-twenties. Anyway, the Mexican man’s son came over to me and pulled on the leg of my pants.
“Hey… Chu have my figurine…” he said. I stared at him. I checked my pocket and found a tiny statue of Symphony. I tried to explain that it was mine, but he didn’t understand. Somehow, I felt that this was related to time travel… In his time, he owned the statue, but in mine, it belonged to me.
The dream jumped. I was in a parking lot with Nicole. Shanechi rode up on a bike and started toward his office. Nicole rode her bike up to me and stopped.
“You know that professor I told you about…? The one who said ‘Oh, you guys’ and made us all laugh?” She nodded. “That’s him! Let’s go talk to him.” She rode off on her bike. Fortunately, although I was on foot, I was able to keep up with them. We stopped outside Shanechi’s office, and he gave me a copy of the next homework assignment. For some reason, I felt that I had already received this… He also told me about a new policy for undergraduate students. If Shanechi suspected that a student didn’t have the necessary mastery of circuit analysis, the university gave him permission to put them back in basic circuit analysis. I agreed that this was for the best, even if it seemed harsh.
* * *
March 27, 2011
Neluna Tries to Help
I traveled to Japan to investigate the true source of the tsunami after discovering that it wasn’t really about the recent earthquake. While I was there, I saw that Tokyo had been raised off the surface of the planet several thousand feet on a plateau. I climbed up to the top, and a bunch of men in black suits captured me. I was put with a group of people they had captured recently. Eventually, we would be taken to a secure area and imprisoned for nothing. I probably could have taken care of this myself, but I heard a familiar, sweet voice in my mind.
“Don’t worry,” Neluna said, “I’ll light them up in flames.” I saw a vision of her putting her hands together as though praying. The succubus pulled her hands apart, and an enormous ball of flames swelled up in the space between them. It grew large enough that I was able to see it from Tokyo even though she was several miles away from the plateau.
“Is that really necessary?” I asked her telepathically. She ignored me.
“Here it comes!” she said, throwing it with one hand. The massive ball of fire roared through the air, grazing the edge of the plateau before rolling over Tokyo. I tried to fly out of the way, but then I realized I was chained to the other prisoners at the ankles. I gulped. The ball of flames rolled over several of us, dragging the rest of the prisoners with us as we tumbled end over end. I came to rest near the other side of the city with horrible burns all over my body. The others were in similar conditions – except I could regenerate, so I figured I was better off than them. I brushed off my legs as my body healed itself.
“That was the biggest fireball I’ve ever seen…” I said to myself. As I looked up, Neluna descended on one foot.
“Did I help?” she asked in that thickly sweet voice, holding her hands behind her back. Her wide smile made her hope for praise plain to see.
“Uh… I guess so.” Pleased, she stood at my side with her arms around one of mine. I looked over the burning city in silence. There was little chance of Tokyo surviving – and it had nothing to do with the recent disaster.
Smurfs and Snakes
I was living with the Smurfs. One day, we were attacked by snake people from another forest. The snake people surrounded our village and quickly backed us into a corner in front of Papa Smurf’s house. The situation was so desperate that some of the Smurfs surrendered, hoping for a better chance of survival if they appeased the snakes.
“You can’t appease evil,” I reminded them. It was too late for them to revoke their surrender, however; they were already within the bulk of the invading snakes. A man and his wife, Valhalla Smurf (imagine a Smurf in the golden armor of a valkyrie), surrendered to the snakes next. I couldn’t believe my eyes. “You know what they’ll do to Valhalla Smurf, don’t you?”
“Yes… I know…” the male Smurf said. He held his wife close and shed a tear. They walked into the mass of hissing snakes together, but I saw them get pulled apart shortly after. I turned to Papa Smurf’s house.
“Papa Smurf has magic, doesn’t he? Let’s see if he can help us…”
“I’m not helping any of you Smurfs!” announced Papa Smurf. We all looked up and saw him standing on the roof. He had a snake’s tongue.
“We’ve been betrayed!” I realized. The snakes began to close in on us.
* * *
March 28, 2011
Fighting Shadows with Fiction
I was fighting in a swirling, purple and black vortex. The ground was constantly shifting, so we had to jump from platform to platform to stay out of the abyss below. Richard Rahl, several Pokemon, and Sawada Tsunayoshi assisted me in fighting back an army of shadows. They started to push us back, but Sailor Moon appeared and cast them out of the vortex. We rushed through the portal at the end and found ourselves in a ruined city. Without wasting any time, we continued toward the source of the shadows.
Never Trust a Woman
I was in an attic. I watched extended previews of the upcoming fourth Pirates of the Caribbean movie. It seemed more like a Sword of Truth movie than anything to do with pirates, though. Richard had been captured by a bunch of pristinely ungifted villagers. Commanding them, an Imperial Order soldier said that by defeating the greatest wizard in the world, they had all proven themselves to be wizards. Another man took the podium as applause filled the air. The first speaker looked at his hand. A circle appeared on one of his fingers with the number one inside. An ink serpent that was as black as the night coiled around his finger, then disappeared. I realized what this meant – the Master had taken over his body. The mark signified a mission that must be completed. He left for a while… When he returned, he addressed the crowd again, but more numbers appeared on his fingers. I already knew what was happening; the Master was about to kill him. According to dream knowledge, when all ten fingers were marked, the man would die. As expected, the lifeless body dropped to the ground as soon as the tenth finger was marked.
Nicole came up to the attic and asked what I was doing. She didn’t understand what Pirates of the Caribbean was, so I had trouble explaining. We talked about knocking out some of the walls in the attic to add more beds, but there wasn’t enough room anyway. I watched Cleo catch a mouse. Nicole chased the mouse out of my view and killed it with a fork. I felt nauseous listening to her stabbing the rodent. We both went downstairs to get drinks. I drank most of a glass of apple juice. As I was about to finish, Rayn came downstairs and commended me for not choking on it. I grinned. Taking the last sip, I inhaled and accidentally choked on the juice.
“Spoke too soon,” I said quickly between coughs. People began complaining about how long it took me to stop coughing. I really wanted to drink more apple juice because I was extremely thirsty, but I decided not to. I didn’t want to start coughing again. Nicole and I went back upstairs. We watched a live action Family Guy movie while I tried to fall asleep.
The dream jumped. I was walking to a festival with Till and his friends. We conversed in simple German. I kept making stupid jokes about how I was walking backwards. I ran out of ways to say it, so I started making words up. The girls played along. Once we went in through the festival gates, Till and three girls ran off together. I saw Amar go into a ticketing booth at the front. He was working at the festival. I asked the lingering members of Till’s group if I could walk with them. I really just didn’t want to be alone. They said it seemed weird, so I walked away… I didn’t need that kind of treatment. One of the girls said she would let me know later on Facebook if it was okay. I glared back at her. I walked around alone for a while, watching couples together. All this time, I seemed to have forgotten Nicole existed. I saw a muscular guy with Quinn (Glee). They kissed for a bit before going into a bedroom. Without following, I was able to see into the room by sending out my awareness. The guy had turned into Puck. He was wearing yellow rings in his hair and big, pink earrings. Quin came in and laughed at him.
“What’s all this?” she asked, covering her laughter with a hand.
“I heard you liked this show, so I decided to get into it. The guy I’m dressed up as was a total badass.”
“Puck, that character is a girl. You’re gay.”
“I’m… What?”
“Look at you! You’re wearing pink earrings, Puck. You’re definitely gay.” She waltzed out of the room, tossing her hair over her shoulder. All of Puck’s accessories fizzled out of existence. He slumped on a bed and started crying. I found myself in another bed in the same room. Red string was wrapped around my fingers, so I couldn’t really move them.
“They did it to me, too,” I lied. Puck looked up. “Never trust a woman.” I entered a vortex in the mattress beneath me. As I tumbled toward nothingness, I finally remembered Nicole. That’s right, I thought – I had a girlfriend after all! I would always have her, so at least I wasn’t truly alone.
Richard Invades Jagang's Camp
I was watching a Sword of Truth movie. It was several hours long and covered the entire series. I got to a point near the end of the book I’m currently reading (Chainfire) and watched as Richard used a portal to invade Jagang’s camp. I stopped the movie so I wouldn’t spoil the ending. I already seemed to have gone into the next book’s story.
School, Attacked by an Ape, and Lucille
I was at Nicole’s school. One of the students threatened a hall monitor named Steven (although his name tag said “Urth”) before the start of the school day. The principal happened to be listening in with the intercom system at the time, so he heard everything. He informed the student that he would be suspended immediately. I went into a mathematics classroom, and Nicole went to her first period class. As I waited in the classroom, I wondered if the teacher would realize I wasn’t one of her students… I decided that if I was going to get caught in her school, I might as well be in the same classes as her, so I went across the hall to Nicole’s classroom. When I walked into the room, I had trouble picking her out for some reason. Instead of desks, the students were gathered in tables of four to six. Nicole called me over to her table, and class began shortly after. We had to write a paper about Korea’s exports (“Other than the Koreans themselves,” the teacher added). I wrote about robotics and South Korea’s recent advances in the field. We all got Chick-fil-A coupons as a reward for writing the paper. For some odd reason, the teacher came over to our table and tried to get us to pray with her. Most of the students agreed to do it, but Nicole and I refused. Another guy also declined.
“I believe more in the voice of my thoughts than the voice of God,” I explained patiently. The teacher gave me a mean look and stormed off. There was some kind of weight loss contest in the class… Chompytehpenguin (from SIN Craft) planned to switch Nicole’s first place prize with poison. As expected, Nicole won the competition, but I urgently warned her about the poison. Chompy appeared on the news later for being a pregnant teenager. I saw Sue Sylvester (Glee) stomping up to the reporters. She held a condom in front of Chompy’s baby.
“Do you know what this is?” Sue asked the baby. The infant cooed at her. “That’s right. A toy. Indulge yourself, little one.” She tossed the condom at the baby’s face. The reporters were speechless. I found myself at the scene of the report – the lobby of a hotel. As I walked toward the entrance, a giant ape attacked the building. It was easily thirty feet tall. Its fists smashed glass windows and crushed helpless hotel guests. A police officer and I tried to restrain him with a huge pair of handcuffs. The plan was for each of us to take one of its massive arms and bend it behind the ape’s back so I could lock in the handcuffs. It all seemed to follow a black and white film reel I saw in my mind’s eye of a man saving his hotel from another giant ape. Although this happened sixty years in the past, I felt a connection to the man in the film reel… It was as though he and I were actually the same person. As we pulled the ape’s wrists together, I raised the handcuffs to snap them on. In the film reel, I saw a helicopter fly down into the hotel. I saw the helicopter in color as it crashed down on us, rotors spinning out of control. The ape recovered from the collision much faster than the police officer and I. In the confusion, the ape carried me away.
A narrator explained that I was found a month later on the side of Centennial Boulevard, bloody and bruised. I spent a week in the hospital. When I came out, I was hairy like an ape. I walked back to my home in the desert. A cameraman followed me to get the full story of my capture and disappearance. I warned him as a sandstorm approached us. It was powerful enough to completely block out our vision for several minutes. As the storm cleared up, I saw my cabin in the distance. A number of people were walking toward it from another direction. Among them, I recognized my wife in a bonnet and a white dress. One of them men in the group shouted something about a fire. I looked over at my house and saw it in flames. Screaming, I ran toward the cabin. My wife, Lucille, ran toward the house, too. I called her name, but she only gave me a momentary glance before forcing her eyes away. A man standing with her assured her that she was only hearing things; her husband was dead. I hoped she hadn’t remarried in my absence.
* * *
March 29, 2011
Antimatter, Panels, and Cats
Nicole and I went over to Andrea’s to talk about our panels now that they’ve been approved. I kept running into antimatter blocks floating in the air. They sucked out my energy, leaving me with so little that I could hardly even rise to my knees. I had to counter the antimatter flowing into my body if I wanted to survive. Eventually, I was thrown eighteen meters into the ground beneath my feet, and the antimatter sucked all of the matter around me into nonexistence. Meanwhile, Nicole was engrossed in Pokemon in Andrea’s basement. When I made it down there, she and I talked about possible rewards for panelists this year beyond just compensation badges. I felt I would be given nine diamonds and twenty-three gold ingots for attending. Andrea’s mom warned us that it would be a challenge to get Andrea to do anything outside of the house; she had become a home-bound slob.
The dream jumped. I entered a healing house with the number five over the door. The healer couldn’t do anything for me. I had to keep looking… My life depended on it. At Opi’s insistence, I put my mission to heal myself on hold to feed Andrea’s cats wet food. Before long, the cats were hungry again. I refilled their partially depleted bowls. Nicole didn’t seem to understand what I was doing.
Later, I was driving Nicole somewhere. I made a left at a red light onto St. Charles. I was glad I didn’t see any police. Honestly, as soon as I completed the turn, I was amazed that I’d done it. There had been no reason to act so thoughtlessly.
Thodiral's New Arena
Thodiral was redesigning the Capture the Flag arena for SIN Craft. I messed around with some of the blocks while he was reconstructing it. Surprisingly, he didn’t notice… He flew off to check something elsewhere in the PVP realm, leaving me alone with the half-finished arena. I hid under a platform with a diamond sword to wait for unsuspecting players.
* * *
March 30, 2011
And You Got Me a Pear
I went to a garage sale at Matthew’s house. His mom was selling a bunch of his old stuff. For some reason, I felt like this was actually Ally Tefft’s garage… I saw a Luffy figurine on sale for a few dollars. I reminded myself not to spend money on anything; I was already short enough on money. When I saw a pear on sale for $0.89, however, I couldn’t resist. I bought it and brought the pear back to Nicole’s house. I proudly offered it to her as a gift.
“What…?” She stared at the pear. “Why did you buy me this?”
“Because it was so cheap! I wanted to get the Luffy figurine, but…”
“There was a Luffy figurine? And you got me a pear?”
“Well… Yeah…”
Music Composition, Death Bringer, and VR XXX
I was in some kind of music composition class… My teacher had initially planned to grade our papers in class one day, but since she didn’t, we were half a day ahead of the lecture schedule. Brad showed up in his Kaku costume. The neck was much longer than I imagined it – easily four or five feet. I greeted him, but he didn’t seem to notice me. Before long, One Piece music started playing. Everyone else started dancing and marching around, but I felt too silly to play along. Nicole urged me to take part. I walked toward the back of the classroom and checked the lecture schedule. Only then did I realize we weren’t going to listen to One Piece music for the entire class period; we would transition to classical music halfway through.
I found a little kid near the back of the room who was being abused. I pulled him aside and convinced him to go to a foster home. We became friends. Unfortunately, someone used magic to wipe his memory; he couldn’t remember me or the fact that I’d helped him. I transformed into a horned beast with a long snout. Nicole was terrified of me. She teleported away. Intending to kill her, I teleported too. I found myself in the backyard of my parents’ old house in Louisiana. I sent a little mouse in through the back door. It was infected with a deadly disease. I hoped the mouse would spread its disease all over the building and ultimately infect Nicole.
The dream jumped. I was at a supermarket with Nicole. While she was waiting in line at the checkout, I went to the back of the store. The rest has been omitted.
Leroy's Horrible Concert
I was watching a newly animated episode of The Jetsons. Convinced that he was a master of the drums and keyboard because of his dad’s high praise, Leroy Jetson put on a concert at his school. He descended from the ceiling in the hallway, sitting on a drum set with a built-in keyboard. It had pedals, but he couldn’t reach them because of his short legs and the way he was sitting on the drums. The concert was terrible. For that matter, when I got a closer look at the music he was allegedly reading, I realized he was playing something entirely different. He didn’t even know how to read music! I gave him my honest opinion: it sucked, and his dad was horrible for telling him he had any hope of becoming a musician.
Abundance of Yellow Flowers <--- This was nice to wake up from.
Symphony and I were sitting together in a field of yellow flowers. There were so many that they hugged our bodies almost like fluid. She reached down and plucked one carefully, twirling in in two fingers. When she asked me what kind they were, I admitted I didn’t remember the name. She stared at the petals of the flower in her hand, deep in thought. I ruffled her hair with a hand.
“Do you enjoy ruffling my hair, Nephanim?” she asked.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“I will ask you to do so more often in the future.” She smiled with childish excitement in her eyes. Infected by her happiness, I smiled too.
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