I took 5mgs of Melatonin before falling asleep. I had become lucid earlier that night, yet accomplished little more in the dream other than basic lucidity. This dream was later that night, closer to the morning. I usually write my dreams down in a notebook but this one was too long and too vivid to write. So, please, enjoy

3/2/9


I found myself in a large courthouse with my sister. There was a trial just ending for the genocide of the common men and women of the village. The judge ruled that there will be no genocide taking place. Then the people, who brought the case to court, came out from the doors with bows and arrows and stood in front of everyone. I told my sister that they were going to kill us anyway. She said they were not, that the judge just said that he would not allow it. I knew I had to protect my life.

I started to run. I ran down a corridor and outside. There I saw all the common men and women running and screaming amongst patches of fire and burnt buildings. There seemed to be two groups among these monsters, people who looked like us who carried bows and swords, and strange slightly larger men with gruesome masks who could breathe like a flamethrower.

I quickly ducked and dodged everything that was in my path. I looked to the left of me and there was one of the bows man pointing his bow directly at me. He let go and the arrow went through my left ribcage. I clutched at my side and continued to run. I knew there was more of the clan to my right.

I ran as fast as I could. When I heard a bow’s arrow strum across the line, I stopped in my tracks and waited until the arrow hit the ground in front of me. I would continue to run. I did this several more times until I got around a corner.

Around the corner was a girl with a bow in what seemed to be a very small stable. It was a square fence with one opening. The girl looked at me and pulled her string. I grabbed at the bow and the arrow fell. The both of us clutched at the bow, fighting for it. After a struggle, I had a hold of the wooden part, while she had the string. She loaded another arrow into it, pulling it back. I quickly grabbed the string and made the bow switch sides.

With all my might, I started breaking the strings, there were several. After breaking all the strings I hopped over the fence and started to make a run for it. Right then it was understood that this was the only girl in the clan to be given the use of a bow. For her to get it broken by a total stranger was to all, a disgrace.

Someone shouted “What is his number?” Somehow they managed to make all cell phones, explosive devices, when called. The girl I had just wrestled for the bow reported to them that she knew my number. Cringing as I ran, as to what was about to come, I listened to her read out the number. I remember thinking that this wasn’t my number at all.

Just then the explosion occurred and killed the girl and everyone in the stable. The girl had given out her own number and had herself killed along with anyone else who witnessed the disgraceful act of hers.

I remember running, finding a house and going into the basement on instinct. The entire room was filled with families almost to the point of suffocation. I walked around and talked to some men until someone yelled down that they had found the hideout. We all ran out, I found a hidden exit from the basement, outside.

Running outside, almost everyone was gone. Someone found me and directed me back into the same basement. I told them it was ludicrous to go back there, but they persisted. When I got back down there, almost everyone was gone. There were only about half a dozen people left. They told me I would be alright but I was still uncertain. I found some random objects behind a motorcycle under the stairs. I took the objects out and hid under the stairs, behind the bike. I crouched up into a small ball while witnessing the people who were helping me, put on clan member’s guises, and standing erect, posing as guards to the basement. I was in horror watching this happen, as one of the women of my village stood there as a Fire Breather.

I remember showing my feet in socks, out in the light as I tried desperately to crawl into a ball. A clan member opened the basement door. The village people, posing as the clan members, looked up to meet their glare... This is when I woke up.

The End.