alien dreams
I had a terribly upsetting dream. That's what I get for reading essays about the Alien franchise before bed.
In the future, a group of people, including my parents, were gathered together in a room waiting to get on a spacecraft to a far off planet in what they thought was a pleasure cruise. Everyone was excited, happily chattering away as they waited for pre-liftoff procedures.
We were told to stand in straight lines shoulder to shoulder, as machines came down the line to process us for liftoff. . But the machines were there to turn us all in to monstrous human equipment needed for the journey. The female attendant didn't give anyone any sympathy as she divided us in to groups. I looked around, wishing I could tell people to get out, get out now!, but no one realised the horror that was happening They pumped in happy-gas as probes dug in people's brains and abdomens, who, not thinking anything was wrong, giggled and talked with each other as their humanity was stripped away.
The result were three groups of fleshy malformations. The first were the lowest ranking 'tools', spindle or diamond-shaped, about four feet long. They had no limbs or sense organs. My mother had been turned in to one of these. Besides their unknown beginning purpose, these would eventually be turned in to a slurry to feed the second group.
This group was larger, also vaguely like a diamond shaped prism but rounded of folds of flesh, much larger, about 8 feet tall. One bony knobby arm hung at their sides. All of them were hung from the ceiling. My dad was in this second group, and I cringed in horror as the smaller group was ground up and he essentially was fed my mom.
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In the future, a group of people, including my parents, were gathered together in a room waiting to get on a spacecraft to a far off planet in what they thought was a pleasure cruise. Everyone was excited, happily chattering away as they waited for pre-liftoff procedures.
We were told to stand in straight lines shoulder to shoulder, as machines came down the line to process us for liftoff. . But the machines were there to turn us all in to monstrous human equipment needed for the journey. The female attendant didn't give anyone any sympathy as she divided us in to groups. I looked around, wishing I could tell people to get out, get out now!, but no one realised the horror that was happening They pumped in happy-gas as probes dug in people's brains and abdomens, who, not thinking anything was wrong, giggled and talked with each other as their humanity was stripped away.
The result were three groups of fleshy malformations. The first were the lowest ranking 'tools', spindle or diamond-shaped, about four feet long. They had no limbs or sense organs. My mother had been turned in to one of these. Besides their unknown beginning purpose, these would eventually be turned in to a slurry to feed the second group.
This group was larger, also vaguely like a diamond shaped prism but rounded of folds of flesh, much larger, about 8 feet tall. One bony knobby arm hung at their sides. All of them were hung from the ceiling. My dad was in this second group, and I cringed in horror as the smaller group was ground up and he essentially was fed my mom.
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