Prince of Persia, anyone?
Odd, slightly depressing dream that kinda escalated into terror that I at least managed to escape. Why the title? I'll explain in a moment.
It took place at Ruth's house. Her house in Pittsburgh. I know it wasn't actually her house because it seemed much more like Wayne Manor sans the bat cave. I think I was visiting just after their anniversary and Dom had invited me over to see what was going on. The dream to this point had been in black and white (I remember this because I normally dream in color). Ruth and I were talking about mundane things.. weather, art, flowers, things like that. I couldn't help but noticed how depressed she was, and how much weight she had lost.
We ended up moving to a business like room that had maps everywhere and what not. There were three mercenaries sitting near the head of the table. Ruth and I sat across from each other. Dom came in and sat at the head of the table. He started going on about the business... apparently he inherited a company. The first thing he handed out was some sort of booklet on the revenue and income. Then he began to say how they can triple or even quadruple the profits if we had our own li'l secret ops... I noticed how Ruth started to look more depressed.
At this point he dropped the bomb on us. Apparently we were gonna start killing off people and become assassins. Now I know I had a dream before where I was offered this and a lot of money and took it. That was me being solo, though. This had my best friend in it getting more depressed and upset looking by the second. I wanted to do everything in my power to keep that from happening.
Next thing I knew time rewound and Ruth and I were back to talking. I must've looked confused as hell (hence the Prince of Persia thing here.... the movie, not the games). This time, though, when it came to the meeting time, I didn't even give Dom a chance to speak. I told him off, telling him from the get go the plan was horrible and how could he blatantly hurt his wife like how he is.
o.o The mercs looked really surprised and didn't exactly know what to do. I think I got up on the table and hauled him up to my level, still screaming at him. He actually looked really surprised and he didn't seem to notice how much he had hurt her. I ended up kicking him in the nads and screaming some more. Then I told him he needs to apologize to Ruth, and really make it up to her, and forget this plan or I'd REALLY hurt him.
He and Ruth left, leaving me with the startled looking mercs.
One of them, as it turns out, was the one influencing Dom with the crazy idea. He... was less than pleased with my outburst, and it became sort of a "hunt her down and torture her" dream. I woke the moment they caught me. At least I'm getting better at getting the hell out when the getting's good.
It took place at Ruth's house. Her house in Pittsburgh. I know it wasn't actually her house because it seemed much more like Wayne Manor sans the bat cave. I think I was visiting just after their anniversary and Dom had invited me over to see what was going on. The dream to this point had been in black and white (I remember this because I normally dream in color). Ruth and I were talking about mundane things.. weather, art, flowers, things like that. I couldn't help but noticed how depressed she was, and how much weight she had lost.
We ended up moving to a business like room that had maps everywhere and what not. There were three mercenaries sitting near the head of the table. Ruth and I sat across from each other. Dom came in and sat at the head of the table. He started going on about the business... apparently he inherited a company. The first thing he handed out was some sort of booklet on the revenue and income. Then he began to say how they can triple or even quadruple the profits if we had our own li'l secret ops... I noticed how Ruth started to look more depressed.
At this point he dropped the bomb on us. Apparently we were gonna start killing off people and become assassins. Now I know I had a dream before where I was offered this and a lot of money and took it. That was me being solo, though. This had my best friend in it getting more depressed and upset looking by the second. I wanted to do everything in my power to keep that from happening.
Next thing I knew time rewound and Ruth and I were back to talking. I must've looked confused as hell (hence the Prince of Persia thing here.... the movie, not the games). This time, though, when it came to the meeting time, I didn't even give Dom a chance to speak. I told him off, telling him from the get go the plan was horrible and how could he blatantly hurt his wife like how he is.
o.o The mercs looked really surprised and didn't exactly know what to do. I think I got up on the table and hauled him up to my level, still screaming at him. He actually looked really surprised and he didn't seem to notice how much he had hurt her. I ended up kicking him in the nads and screaming some more. Then I told him he needs to apologize to Ruth, and really make it up to her, and forget this plan or I'd REALLY hurt him.
He and Ruth left, leaving me with the startled looking mercs.
One of them, as it turns out, was the one influencing Dom with the crazy idea. He... was less than pleased with my outburst, and it became sort of a "hunt her down and torture her" dream. I woke the moment they caught me. At least I'm getting better at getting the hell out when the getting's good.