Sep 02, 2010 22:26
Two nights ago I dreamt that Max and I are driving through Medford square. We are about to go through the lights past the hyatt and the senior towers but instead of the towers instead there is a tree lined road and over the trees in the distance I see the top of a roller coaster and a ferris wheel. I tell Max the carnival mist be in town, so we turn down the road. A ways down we get to a baseball field, and a nice park along a lake. There are tons of families picnicking and walking around, and kids practicing baseball, and such. We continue driving slowly and notice at one part of the lake there are policemen wading around the water, and we over hear that a family, a man a woman and child, have gone missing and are thought to have drowned in the lake. All of a sudden I am at home, and watching a woman on the news talk about the missing family. She is standing facing the camera with the lake behind her. She is talking about the details and as i am listening I look past the woman to the lake over her shoulder. All of a sudden, right at the spot where I'm looking I see a man's hand reach out of the water, like the way a hand reaches out of the ground in front of a grave in a horror movie. I start freaking out, thinking "oh my god, the guy is still alive, he's under the water right there, I see his hand, the police don't see him there, I am the only one who notices!". I decide i have to do something to help him, so i walk up to the TV, reach my arm through the television screen, grab the hand, and pull the soaking wet half dead man into my living room through the television screen. I am freaking out, and realize I have to get him to the lake where the police are. the next thing I know, I am holding a soaking wet, naked baby and running down the long tree lined road from earlier in the dark.