Dream Log for Monday, February 12th, 2007

[bluebloodbeast]

Last night I dreamt of an expedition to Greenland. The expedition occurred sometime between the years 1865 and 1935; as will be seen, the chronology is rendered horribly imprecise by certain internal contradictions and anachronisms within the dream. The expedition was being organized by an American gentleman, an adventurous type who had been involved in the construction of the Transcontinental Railroad and who, it was strongly implied, had intrigued on behalf of the North during the Civil War. He was assisted by some friends of his, English gentlemen who had spent time in the colonies. Y'know, men like Cecil Rhodes, or Rudyard Kipling, or General "Chinese" Gordon. The dream then cut to a news reel about the expedition. Shot in black & white, it explained how the expedition had reached its destination through "the methods of H.P." (someone else watching the film then interjected, by way of explanation, "That's H.P. Lovecraft, an American author. Very odd chap, but has some great ideas about polar exploration." My dream self then smiled in wry amusement) Anyway, the expedition reached an icy outcropping in the middle of the Greenlandic ice sheet, which outcropping contained an entrance to a network of caverns. These caverns were the expedition's goal. Unfortunately, this outcropping was guarded by a "Giant Ice Squid" which dwarfed the party. This curiously landlocked Kraken was some 100 ft. long, with huge tentacles writhing in the air. The members of the expedition darted past the squid towards the entrance of the caverns. They made it in, but the tentacles followed, bursting through the icy walls surrounding he enrance. The explorers ran deeper into the cave to get out of the Ice Squid's reach. Several members of the expedition only barely made it, tentacles snapping and clawing at the air right behind their backs. Fortunately, they did all make it. After only a little bit of exploring within the caves, however, they uncovered yet another species of arctic abnormality - a Yeti, or abominable snowman, was lurking within the tunnels. It was maybe seven feet tall, with a shaggy white coat and a greyish face that looked like that of a gorrila suit. It had bloody red eyes. The Yeti attacked the party and tried to eat one of its more hapless members. Fortunately for Our Heroes, they were able to escape. But the Yeti gave pursuit, and chased the poor explorers through an intricate series of surprisingly well-lit tunnels. Eventually, the party reached a vertical shaft, which they proceeded to cautiously descend. Then, suddenly, at the top of the shaft, there appeared the Yeti! The explorers tried to increase their rate of descent, but the Yeti grabbed the topmost member of the party (coincidentally the very same individual he had tried to nab before!) and pulled him up out of the shaft. This time, try as he might, the explorer was unable to free himself from the Yeti's grasp, and he was eaten. The dream then drifted off into nothingness.

Being eaten by Yetis since 1986,
--mark