maraguays, tim curry, amadala look-alike and a yellow slip of paper

May 01, 2013 11:59

i was dreaming i was stuck in this place that i used to be dragged to as a child. there was a large walkway doored off of the main place, like an auditorium, with three exits. I vividly remembered ("remembered" it wasn't a real memory) being made to sit out there as a kid.
...then I saw a margay (though iw was calling it something more like maraguay, and looked more like a clouded leopard in size and face) starring at me through the middle exit, very close to the glass. it slinked around i think it was storming outside, it seemed to want to be let it. I was entraced by this cat, we were making eye contact.. it...turned purple.. fucking purple. liek it's furry, it's whole body, changed like a freaking chameleon.

Then this guy had come out, like a custodian, and told me I needed to report it, there was a sign i didn't even see or something saying if you see a margay or other wild cat at the doors to inform security immediately because it's trying to enter the building.. so.. well, I went to go report it, but .. i figured out something wasn't right. They wanted to kill this maraguay and I'm not sure why.

I had four names of children on a yellow slip of paper with something else.. i think it had to do with a cover-up, maybe they were murdered or something and i am not exactly sure how i got ahold of this paper, or the information, but a guy who looked freakishly like a well-kept Tim Curry stole it off of me, while I was trying to see if any of the people in the back room / information desks had the nametag "Wilson"
... and I wound up stealing it back in a stairwell. This is when I started getting chased

I ran into Nicole in a hallway and I was practically out of breath like PUT. THIS. IN. YOUR. JACKET. POCKET. PUT IT IN YOUR POCKET. handing over the yellow paper. She looked at it and commented on the 4 kid's names (thats the only reason i remember what was on it), and then put it in her jacket pocket and zipped it up. (it was white with like bits of mint green.. not taht her jacket's details remember).

I'm not sure who was running with me, but, there was another girl.. can't remember where the fuck she came in. We both wound up on a stage that was being set up for some sort of play / skits, but with beads instead of curtains. I remember trying to stop the beads from moving so the security people chasing us wouldn't notice. James came out of nowhere and was apparently directing this play/skit, and was like.. well since you're here, you might as well act. I kinda said fuck that and tried to hide behind some chairs (it was sorta set up like a school cafeteria on the offscreen section) .. but eventually security came for me. A good 5 or 6 people. Some woman grabbed me - I bit her arm and took off running through the main stage and out through the beads where a huge crowd had formed and was walking. Whispering "Help me. Please help me" to a few of the guys near the emergency exit before I ran out..
..and thankfully they did help me, 2 or three rather buff guys grabbed security as they were chasing me - I kept booking it down the hall, this girl I don't remember who with me - we make it into this area that looks like a little place with elevators, a stairway leading up like a castle tower, and at least 3 different places to put like airline bags - two being directly in front of us on the same side as the tower stairs.
We knew we had to get on one of these convayer belts, but didn't know which one led to safety. I was assuming it was the one that had glowing letters instead of non.. but anyway.. this girl I didn't really notice until now but she was in a white dress, almost like a wedding dress but not as fancy, her face was whited out a bit and had some strange amedala-lookin lip design going on - kinda had a natalie portman looking face. I remember kissing her.. .. It was wonderful.. one of those kisses that doesn't have words. Time even slowed down within it.

and I woke up before we figured out which "exit" to take to get to safety.

kiss, margay, amedala, tim curry, chased, yellow paper, dream

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