OK… yeah, so this dream begins with me walking into the centre of the town where I live at nighttime. I have two wheeled suitcases with me. There appears to be a number of large screens erected around me. I stand and watch the screens for a short while then move on, heading towards a building. Just as I am doing this, the screens now display my face and announce that I am guilty of some sort of crime.
The next thing I know, I am being chased by people with guns. I run into the building, leaving my bags behind me and flee my pursers. I am able to disarm one of them and steal his gun, at which point I realise that all the people chasing me are in fact zombies. At this point, I find myself walking backwards shooting at the ever increasing mass of zombie assailants. I watch as heads from the zombies I've shot explode all around me.
It also turns out that the zombies are in fact actors and this is all some elaborate story (or perhaps a film), but I continue shooting as per the "story". The zombies by this point have taken on a variety of forms including men, women and even schoolgirls. I notice an attractive young mixed race girl of around 16 who, I am reluctant to shoot because I fancy her (yes, she is young but this is a dream). I ask her if she too is a zombie and she responds my spewing projectile vomit at me, so I shoot her.
Amidst the throng, I spot three women dressed in Muslim hijab costumes: one blue, another orange and another green. When I shoot at these women, my bullets have no effect. The dream ends as they suddenly leap at me and I discover they are vampires. They start biting me all over, their mouths and fangs red with my blood. As they do this, they write all over me. It's somehow strangely erotic and the biting doesn't hurt. In fact it feels quite sensual. I don't even try to resist. They bite me all over and I am utterly powerless to resist them, but it feels so nice. I then wake up.
I have no idea why I dreamt that. No idea whatsoever.
Saturday, 22 February 2014
Sunday, 2 February 2014
Aliens amongst us...
Yet another dream about aliens. I know, right?
Anyway, in this dream, an alien had apparently landed on earth but had taken on a human form to blend in. The dream itself kept jumping around, but primarily took place in a block of flats. At one point, I was outside the building looking into one of the flats through the wall (I had some sort of x-ray vision). I was then inside the building, attending a party at the same flat I was just looking at from the outside. I could hear the "voice" of the alien narrating his thoughts of earth. He spoke about how we humans looked strange, that we both spoke and ate with our mouths (which seemed odd to him) and about how he was getting used to how hideous he believed we all looked. I never saw this alien, I just heard his thoughts.
At the party itself, everyone was talking about this alien as the story had made the news. I mingled amongst the guests, but suddenly needed the toilet. I was about to go, but somebody was ahead of me. Fortunately, there was a second bathroom stall next to it, so I went in there instead. I walked into the cubicle and shut the door. Someone had taped what looked like the cutting from a newspaper to one of the cubicle walls; a black and white, crumpled sheet with the face of a man in his 50s. Underneath the picture, the words 'CATNAP' had been scrawled. I didn't understand the significance of this, but I knew the man in the cutting had something to to with the alien.
Just then, there was a commotion outside and I heard people say that the alien was in the building and about to enter the flat. Everyone else was huddled in the living room, so it was just me in the toilet by myself. I heard someone say that I had to keep perfectly still to avoid being detected by the alien, and at this point, I now "knew" he was in the flat.
The last thing I heard before waking up was a loud thud like someone pounding on a door.
Anyway, in this dream, an alien had apparently landed on earth but had taken on a human form to blend in. The dream itself kept jumping around, but primarily took place in a block of flats. At one point, I was outside the building looking into one of the flats through the wall (I had some sort of x-ray vision). I was then inside the building, attending a party at the same flat I was just looking at from the outside. I could hear the "voice" of the alien narrating his thoughts of earth. He spoke about how we humans looked strange, that we both spoke and ate with our mouths (which seemed odd to him) and about how he was getting used to how hideous he believed we all looked. I never saw this alien, I just heard his thoughts.
At the party itself, everyone was talking about this alien as the story had made the news. I mingled amongst the guests, but suddenly needed the toilet. I was about to go, but somebody was ahead of me. Fortunately, there was a second bathroom stall next to it, so I went in there instead. I walked into the cubicle and shut the door. Someone had taped what looked like the cutting from a newspaper to one of the cubicle walls; a black and white, crumpled sheet with the face of a man in his 50s. Underneath the picture, the words 'CATNAP' had been scrawled. I didn't understand the significance of this, but I knew the man in the cutting had something to to with the alien.
Just then, there was a commotion outside and I heard people say that the alien was in the building and about to enter the flat. Everyone else was huddled in the living room, so it was just me in the toilet by myself. I heard someone say that I had to keep perfectly still to avoid being detected by the alien, and at this point, I now "knew" he was in the flat.
The last thing I heard before waking up was a loud thud like someone pounding on a door.
Epic
Friday 31st January
This dream almost could've been a film. It began with me in a room with 3 men who wanted to kill me for some reason. However, I ended up killing them, but realised I now needed to dispose of the bodies and escape before I was arrested. In the midst of my planning, the police showed up and apprehended me, so I rewound time back to the beginning of the dream and avoided confrontation with the men who wanted to kill me by fleeing instead.
I ran out of the apartment complex I was in and found myself on the street. The first thing I heard was a woman screaming, which was coming from the building opposite. Shortly after, I saw a man leave the same building. He had either murdered his wife or had been hitting her (I wasn't sure which). I felt compelled to help the woman, so I rewound to the start of the dream again.
This time, I avoided the men but used the gun I was now carrying to shoot the man who was hurting his wife. As I waited for him, I was joined by a friend of mine. When the man finally left his building, I shot him. Unfortunately, he was wearing a bullet proof vest, so he just stood up again and shot me. Before doing so, he told me that he know what we were doing by manipulating time and that was why he wore the vest.
As I lay there dying, my friend decided to rewind time again to bring me back to life. On the third attempt, we managed to escape the men, deal with the wifebeater and everything seemed to be OK, but there was another problem I can no longer remember, so we had to go back again. Another friend was in the dream now. She is married IRL, but in this dream, we were having an affair, which my other friend had now discovered.
The dream ended somewhere at the start of the fourth attempt. It's a shame I can't remember the details, because this dream was epic.
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