Mar 14, 2010 04:33
I just dreamt I was on a plane with my immediate family at Christmas. Suddenly, a demigod awoke somewhere, and he was angry. He appeared in our heads as a Caucasian male, saying, "You better put your seat belts on right now." Somehow, I knew his powers and story were between those of Dr. Manhattan and Hancock.
Some jerk in first class pressed the stewardess button. I flicked her (the passenger) off as hard as I could, and then vehemently signed to the stewardess to take a nearby open seat. The plane started shaking almost immediately and then went down.
The next thing we knew, we were all in an amusement park. There were bags of Christmas goodies for each of us on a table, individually labeled, which we could tell had been made by loved ones who were not there. The demigod was going to allow us a few days of fun before interrogating us for the location of the other gods, whom he wanted to kill. We had the impression that we might not survive.
My little brother pulled me aside and asked when I could attend his birthday party. He had put together a large event, with many of his close personal friends and a well-known band, despite being in an unknown location, and that only for a few minutes. I told him I wasn't sure of my schedule yet. Then I woke up.
demigods,
dreams