Nov 21, 2005 15:32
I knew I shouldn't have ate that mini-pizza and piece of pecan pie right before I went to bed... Food before bed can give you nightmares, but this wasn't really a nightmare, well, except for the end that is.
It all started at Steve's house. Steven, Steven's brother Eric, and I were there, as was someone else. I knew him in the dream, but I don't think I do in real life. He reminded me of someone, but the memory's fading away. We were all doing something, then the third guy ran off to find something and Steven and Eric went with him. I was alone there, I went to use the bath room before I left. As I was finishing I heard some people coming into the house. I panicked because I had to much stuff to gather to just run out. So I went back out and I guess it was a party for Steven and Eric's birthday (I'm shure they aren't really on the same day though). Steven's mom came over and asked me what I got him, luckily I did have something I could give to Steven. She asked me how I got it and I tried to explain over the noisy crowd that I only got something for Steven and not Eric. It didn't work, they were too loud. So I went outside and ran into Steven. We talked for a minute, about what I don't know, then I asked him if he could help me grab my stuff. We went into his garage and grabbed a few of my things to put into my backpack, when a evil looking wizard-ish/elf-ish looking thing came in through the door at the other end of the garage. I saw him and put down what ever I was holding and stepped back from the wall to look at him. When I did, about three or four eight-foot tall creatures stepped into the garage. Steven, having noticed this took a few steps back to stand next to me. As they walked up to us, I jumped at them and started punching the middle one. Having little to no effect I stopped and he shot a fireball at me. I put my left arm up covering my face and when it hit my arm it turned to vapor. I was about to attack him again but he threw another fireball at me. I put my right hand out to catch it, and my hand absorbed most of it, the rest that I didn't absorb billowed through my fingers like smoke. I cursed myself at having used my right hand though, my left was the only one it worked with. Needless to say, it hurt with a capital H. I don't know what happened after that, but suddenly we were outside the mall (I don't know if we fled those creatures and ended up there, or if it was just a dream scene switch). Steven and myself were walking around the mall when we ran into Jessica H. She asked us if we would help her with something and told us to meet her somewhere in the mall. We show up where she told us to meet her, and there are quite a few people already there. I threw my bag into an empty spot on the floor by the wall and sat down. She handed all of us a purple-ish/red-ish powder and said it would help us with what we have to do. Everyone used the powder but me, and I'm not shure if Steven used it or not, but if he did it didn't have any effect. We pretty much said screw this and left. When we got outside, everyone who took the powder was going crazy, running around the parking lot, screaming. Some where in their cars running into everything. There were cops chasing almost all of them. Steve and I were heading for where we parked when I remembered I left my hat inside. We headed back to where we met up with Jess and I looked around where I had put down my bag. There were some different people here this time, two or three of them and they were kids. One of them said "It isn't there" while I was looking in a square shaped hole in the bottom of the wall where I last saw my hat. I looked up at her and she smiled a huge smile and said "Just kidding." I looked under a coat that was laying in the hole and saw my monster shaped slippers that I have in real life and my hat was lying between them. I grabbed it and we left for the parking lot again. We went out a different door this time because it wasn't the same place we came out before. There was a line of trees to the left of the sidewalk we were on. and there wasn't much room for cars to park here. The first car we came to, well, the first truck we came to, was dissolving. Like it was dipped in acid up to the windows. The roof and windows were fine, the rest was being eaten away. I said something to Steven, something about it looking like it was from salt. Steve said "Saltwater?" We looked around and behind the truck, back by the entrance we came from we saw a few fish. We looked at each other and we both said " Saltwater fish?" We figured an aquarium must have burst. We kept walking past debris, like a tornado had hit close by, and behind a SUV sized wooden stage type thing was our truck. Steve threw his stuff, then himself into the truck bed and leaned back against the tailgate. I climbed onto the stage, being only about a foot from the truck, and laid back...
This is all of the dream I'm going to share, the rest of it is so fucked up, I'm not even shure I want to remember it.
What is it with Mondays? I had a weird dream last Monday too...
It took me four and a half hours to write all of this. Am I a lazy ass or what?