crazy ass dream
Last night I dreamt that I woke up in my apartment to find out that a bunch of high rise apartment buildings near mine had fallen over earlier in the morning. I turned on the news, but they didn't know if it was a terrorist attack or structural failture or what. The aeriel view of the city looked like the Sim City I've been working on, and the buildings that collapsed were big apartment buildings from my Sim City. I lived in a mid-rise apartment building a block away from where all the stuff fell down, so I figured that I should probably evacuate the building, but I decided to get ready for work first and just go to work like normal.
But then I decided to see what my neighbor was doing about the situation. I didn't talk to my neighbor that much, so I forgot how cute he was. His name was David. He was nice, but he had an evil cat. He offered to help me out, and as I was going back in my apartment, he said I didn't have to lock the door because his cat wouldn't get in my apartment this time. Well, he was wrong. His cat did get into my apartment and scratched me a lot until I bled a little, and then I went into the bathroom where he (the cat) showed me in the bathtub, how he'd killed a kitten that belonged to David . I ran out of my apartment and into the common area of our floor, which had a pool table and a bar. I told David what happened but he didn't believe me. At that point I was like, screw this, I'm getting the hell out of here before the cat mauls me or the building falls down, so I went to my apartment to get my keys and stuff, but the cat was between me and my purse. I tried to reach over the cat to get my purse, but it wasn't working. And that was it. I don't know if I got my keys and escaped the evil cat or the building falling down. It was a cliff hanger.
But then I decided to see what my neighbor was doing about the situation. I didn't talk to my neighbor that much, so I forgot how cute he was. His name was David. He was nice, but he had an evil cat. He offered to help me out, and as I was going back in my apartment, he said I didn't have to lock the door because his cat wouldn't get in my apartment this time. Well, he was wrong. His cat did get into my apartment and scratched me a lot until I bled a little, and then I went into the bathroom where he (the cat) showed me in the bathtub, how he'd killed a kitten that belonged to David . I ran out of my apartment and into the common area of our floor, which had a pool table and a bar. I told David what happened but he didn't believe me. At that point I was like, screw this, I'm getting the hell out of here before the cat mauls me or the building falls down, so I went to my apartment to get my keys and stuff, but the cat was between me and my purse. I tried to reach over the cat to get my purse, but it wasn't working. And that was it. I don't know if I got my keys and escaped the evil cat or the building falling down. It was a cliff hanger.