If i had to choose 12 songs to define me,
this is pretty damn close. I've had three really strange dreams over the past two nights, all with excruciating detail and realism.
First. Friday night. I was on this "ship." This "ship" was massive. The size of an aircraft carrier, if not, bigger. Think of it more like a moving island. It was surrounded by a tall fence with barbed wire along the top. Half of it was covered in forest. There was a section where there was an airstrip, there was a section with a few buildings, a section with this sort of duct system, and the rest covered in trees. This duct system is where i spent half the dream, and it was massive. Multiple floors. I was with three people at this point, but their faces were blacked out. I was climbing through this duct system/ventilation system looking for something. It was tall enough for me to walk, and only wide enough for myself.
While wandering through the maze-like area, i saw an alien. H.R. Giger-style, "Aliens" movie with Sigourney Weaver-style alien. I turned around, my heart racing, as i rounded a corner, i saw another. This one was father away, and a gap in the maze separated us. Above me was open to the sky, and below was a bottomless black entity. I decided to jump, but somehow, i jumped from what i believe was the center level of this system to the very top. I landed on the very top of the system, and proceeded with my three people towards the buildings. As we reached the first building, i noticed something was familiar. The entrance was exactly like my house. Walking in, it seemed as though it truly was my house, but with a general store where the kitchen/living room/master bedroom has been. This part was a little fuzzy.
I'm not sure how i got to this point, but I remember walking down the stairs, to see an alien standing in the doorway, holding a baby alien, but this baby was pure white. I raced upstairs to wake up two new people to the group, Angelina and Ciara. They were sleeping in my brother's old room, which had bookshelves to the left of the door, and a table to the right. As i woke them up telling them we had to leave, the other three black-faced people were racing down the stairs, weapons in hand.
And i don't remember anything more than that. I woke up at ~4.30 AM and couldn't fall asleep until ~7AM.
Second. Last night. This was ridiculously short, but very vivid, and odd. I was at school, in the lunchroom, like any normal day. My friend Madeline sits next to me, and sees that i'm not looking very happy. She asks me what i need, and i don't say a word. She kisses me on the cheek, and asks if that was it. I nod my head, and thank her.
I seem to have forgotten the third one while writing the first. It was long like the first one, i remember that. Damn.