Jessman on 30 March 2008
Just wondering what weird dreams everybody has had. I myself don't normally remember my dreams, but a few have stuck with me.
1. I remember one when I was about 6 or 7. I was hellish sick with something and I had a high fever. I know I had nightmares because of it, but I only remember one. I was falling through a void that can only be described as like a kalidescope, and there were transformers falling past me. Goddamn that was scary. Still like transformers though.
2. When I was little, my grandmother lived in this old house that had a porch type thing on the front. At night, when the porch light was on, there would be really deep black shadows cast on the ground from the edge of it, so black that you couldn't tell where the ground was, and I used to jump off the porch into these black shadows. It was a thrill, because you didn't know exactly when you'd hit the ground. I used to dream of it, and I'd just jump into the shadows all night. Wasn't scary, just cool.
3. When I was younger I had a recurring dream about getting eaten by a packet of chips. It always happened at my grandmothers house, and the dream took place in her bathroom.
It'd start out innocently enough, I'd be getting ready to have a bath when, as I closed the bathroom door, the door would nudge an empty chip packet on the ground. It'd kind of rustle across the floor as if on a breeze and rest on my toe. Then it'd "look" at me, and I'd step on it, to try and stop it from basically "eating" me. When I say "eat", it was actually just going to cover me with something that was kind of like a second skin, like half inch thick rubber. It always eventually got me, and I usually woke up after that, but I remember a few times where I tried to peel this second skin stuff off in strips, and it'd just grow back almost instantly.
4. Last year I had a pretty awesome dream that I kind of hoped would continue the next night, but didn't.
I was in what I can only describe as an abandoned/renovated department store that was half shops, half hotel. I was in the department store part of it, in the shop front where I could see the street outside. It was night, and completely deserted.
I had a gun. I was being hunted by 2 men. I have no idea who they were.
They split up to find me, and I had to avoid them in the department store. Eventually, they were each on opposite ends of the store, one was in back around the double doors that lead to the hotel, and the other was up in the store front. I saw my chance, and snuck up on the one in the store front, but I guess he heard me or something, because he swung around and shot me, twice.
I've never really been shot, but damn, it friggin' hurts! Also, it sits you on your arse pretty quick.
One bullet went through my right side, in line with my navel, around 8cm to the right of it, and the other went through about 7cm above the other.
Well, I'm down, and hurting, and this guy starts to walk calmly towards me, so I do the only thing I can. Put 5 bullets into his chest. He drops, but he's still alive, and kind of raises his head over his chest to look at me, so I put another bullet through his forehead.
I'm thinking, shit, the other guy is going to come back now, so I roll over painfully and eventually manage to stand up. I hobble slowly back towards the back of the store, towards the hotel thinking to shoot the other guy before he finds me. Yeah, slightly flawed logic, I know. I open the doors and enter the hotel, when I hear running coming up the firestairs. I figure he'd gone into the hotel, heard the shots and is coming back, so I lean back and wait for him to come charging up the stairs where I can pop him before he knows what happening.
It's not him. It's some other older guy, who I have no idea who he is, but I know he's a friend. He says not to worry, he took care of the other guy downstairs, and we should get out of here now before the cops turn up. He notices my wounds and pulls me into a hotel room and starts basic fixing up.
Sudden scene change!
Suddenly I've jumped forward a few months. My wounds have pretty much healed, and, well, myself, the friendly guy I met at the hotel and another guy who I have no idea who he is, but he's also a friend. Guess what we're doing? Getting ready to break into a shopping center and steal something from the main security room. Oh, yes. Why? I'll be buggered if I know. What is it? Not a damn clue.
It's not a big fancy shopping center, it's more like, well, a slightly oversize Westfields. 3 Stories, carpark on the roof, that kind of thing. It's broad daylight, and the place is full of people. We walk calmly through the little side passages to the security section and my 2 friends kill the 2 guards at the desks there. This irks me, because they weren't armed and they're just shopping center security guys, I mean, no need to kill them. I say as much but they don't reply, and start messing about with the computers, downloading files or something, I don't know. I keep watch.
Then, a wall slides back to reveal a rack with all kinds of heavy weaponry, and I'm more than slightly surprised, to say the least. We're in a suburban shopping center for christs sake. The other guys arn't interested in that though, they're interested in what else was revealed when the wall slid back. A kind of vault, not very big. The kind of thing you'd find hidden behind a rich guys painting in his study, only rectangular and slightly larger. It's protected by a keycard type slider thing, and fingerprint scanner. One of the guys whips out some plastic with a fake fingerprint on it and applies it to the scanner, and it works. Only problem now is the card thingy. The other guy (new one) whips out a card, looks at the other guy and says "He better be right about this. This had better work." and slides the card.
Well, alarm city. Whoops. Security starts running down the hall towards the security station we're in, so I grab a shotgun from the rack and start feeding it rubber bullets. We each had a SMG, I had a G36, older guy had an MP5 and I can't remember what the new guy had, but I'm thinking, shit, don't need more dead shopping center security guards, so I yell at the other two to grab shoguns and do the same. The new guy laughs but grabs a shotgun anyway.
The older guy rummages around on the rack for a bit as the new guy and I blast away at the oncoming security, then comes back with gas masks for us all, and a bundle of tear gas grenades, which he proceeds to hurl down the hallway.
Well, soon after, the new guy and I run out of ammo for our shotguns, so I start reloading, but he shouts "F**k this!" and just whips up his SMG and blasting away. Well, damnit, this guys a psycho. I look up and there is a flipping wall of security advancing down the hall in body armour and riot shields and gas masks. The old guy throws his half used up shottie away too and starts in with his MP5 as well. I figure, yeah, rubber bullets aren't gonna do much good now, so my G36 joins them.
After about a minute of this, a second door opens and in comes a shitload of security, old guy and I switch to shooting at them while psycho boy keeps at the guys in the hallway. Things happened very fast after this.
We took down maybe 5 or 6 from the second door, when a new wave pushed in, running hard. I started walking backwards while firing and tripped over a chair. I lost my G36, so I whipped out my sidearm and got off 2 shots into the leg of a security guy just coming in, when all of a sudden there was a pissed off security guy with a knife on me. We struggled...
Then I woke up.
Holy crap was I disappointed! Best dream ever! I tried to go back to sleep but failed. It never continued, and I have never found out if we got out of that security room, what was in the vault, who my accomplices were or who those guys in the department store were, or why they were after me.
It was like coming home one night, switching on the TV and seeing one episode of the most awesome TV show ever, and getting really into it... but never finding out its name, and the next week when you make sure you're in front of the TV ready for the next episode because its just so damn good, the timeslot has been replaced with Passions or something. GAH!
Anyway, finally, this dream happened about a month ago.
5. Started out normal, I was in bed looking out the window and I see a light moving erratically. It's getting bigger, and I'm curious. Then it becomes, quite clearly, a UFO. Yeah, the classic type, round, all the lights. Well, now I'm terrified, and I start to try to get up but I'm paralyzed, and let me tell you, being terrified and unable to move even a little bit is not fun. I try to shout for help, but I can only make a kind of soft wheezing noise, my mouth won't form words. I start to levitate....
And I wake up, going WTF WAS THAT SHIT?!
Yeah. I dreamed I was being abducted by aliens. I'm not a nutjob, I don't believe I was really abducted, hell, I don't believe aliens would want to visit earth. I'll myself clear; I believe there are alien life forms out there somewhere, but the chances of them coming here are miniscule, and chances are they're just some weird bacteria floating on a rock, really in no position to abduct anybody.
That said, for that day... I did wonder...
1. I remember one when I was about 6 or 7. I was hellish sick with something and I had a high fever. I know I had nightmares because of it, but I only remember one. I was falling through a void that can only be described as like a kalidescope, and there were transformers falling past me. Goddamn that was scary. Still like transformers though.
2. When I was little, my grandmother lived in this old house that had a porch type thing on the front. At night, when the porch light was on, there would be really deep black shadows cast on the ground from the edge of it, so black that you couldn't tell where the ground was, and I used to jump off the porch into these black shadows. It was a thrill, because you didn't know exactly when you'd hit the ground. I used to dream of it, and I'd just jump into the shadows all night. Wasn't scary, just cool.
3. When I was younger I had a recurring dream about getting eaten by a packet of chips. It always happened at my grandmothers house, and the dream took place in her bathroom.
It'd start out innocently enough, I'd be getting ready to have a bath when, as I closed the bathroom door, the door would nudge an empty chip packet on the ground. It'd kind of rustle across the floor as if on a breeze and rest on my toe. Then it'd "look" at me, and I'd step on it, to try and stop it from basically "eating" me. When I say "eat", it was actually just going to cover me with something that was kind of like a second skin, like half inch thick rubber. It always eventually got me, and I usually woke up after that, but I remember a few times where I tried to peel this second skin stuff off in strips, and it'd just grow back almost instantly.
4. Last year I had a pretty awesome dream that I kind of hoped would continue the next night, but didn't.
I was in what I can only describe as an abandoned/renovated department store that was half shops, half hotel. I was in the department store part of it, in the shop front where I could see the street outside. It was night, and completely deserted.
I had a gun. I was being hunted by 2 men. I have no idea who they were.
They split up to find me, and I had to avoid them in the department store. Eventually, they were each on opposite ends of the store, one was in back around the double doors that lead to the hotel, and the other was up in the store front. I saw my chance, and snuck up on the one in the store front, but I guess he heard me or something, because he swung around and shot me, twice.
I've never really been shot, but damn, it friggin' hurts! Also, it sits you on your arse pretty quick.
One bullet went through my right side, in line with my navel, around 8cm to the right of it, and the other went through about 7cm above the other.
Well, I'm down, and hurting, and this guy starts to walk calmly towards me, so I do the only thing I can. Put 5 bullets into his chest. He drops, but he's still alive, and kind of raises his head over his chest to look at me, so I put another bullet through his forehead.
I'm thinking, shit, the other guy is going to come back now, so I roll over painfully and eventually manage to stand up. I hobble slowly back towards the back of the store, towards the hotel thinking to shoot the other guy before he finds me. Yeah, slightly flawed logic, I know. I open the doors and enter the hotel, when I hear running coming up the firestairs. I figure he'd gone into the hotel, heard the shots and is coming back, so I lean back and wait for him to come charging up the stairs where I can pop him before he knows what happening.
It's not him. It's some other older guy, who I have no idea who he is, but I know he's a friend. He says not to worry, he took care of the other guy downstairs, and we should get out of here now before the cops turn up. He notices my wounds and pulls me into a hotel room and starts basic fixing up.
Sudden scene change!
Suddenly I've jumped forward a few months. My wounds have pretty much healed, and, well, myself, the friendly guy I met at the hotel and another guy who I have no idea who he is, but he's also a friend. Guess what we're doing? Getting ready to break into a shopping center and steal something from the main security room. Oh, yes. Why? I'll be buggered if I know. What is it? Not a damn clue.
It's not a big fancy shopping center, it's more like, well, a slightly oversize Westfields. 3 Stories, carpark on the roof, that kind of thing. It's broad daylight, and the place is full of people. We walk calmly through the little side passages to the security section and my 2 friends kill the 2 guards at the desks there. This irks me, because they weren't armed and they're just shopping center security guys, I mean, no need to kill them. I say as much but they don't reply, and start messing about with the computers, downloading files or something, I don't know. I keep watch.
Then, a wall slides back to reveal a rack with all kinds of heavy weaponry, and I'm more than slightly surprised, to say the least. We're in a suburban shopping center for christs sake. The other guys arn't interested in that though, they're interested in what else was revealed when the wall slid back. A kind of vault, not very big. The kind of thing you'd find hidden behind a rich guys painting in his study, only rectangular and slightly larger. It's protected by a keycard type slider thing, and fingerprint scanner. One of the guys whips out some plastic with a fake fingerprint on it and applies it to the scanner, and it works. Only problem now is the card thingy. The other guy (new one) whips out a card, looks at the other guy and says "He better be right about this. This had better work." and slides the card.
Well, alarm city. Whoops. Security starts running down the hall towards the security station we're in, so I grab a shotgun from the rack and start feeding it rubber bullets. We each had a SMG, I had a G36, older guy had an MP5 and I can't remember what the new guy had, but I'm thinking, shit, don't need more dead shopping center security guards, so I yell at the other two to grab shoguns and do the same. The new guy laughs but grabs a shotgun anyway.
The older guy rummages around on the rack for a bit as the new guy and I blast away at the oncoming security, then comes back with gas masks for us all, and a bundle of tear gas grenades, which he proceeds to hurl down the hallway.
Well, soon after, the new guy and I run out of ammo for our shotguns, so I start reloading, but he shouts "F**k this!" and just whips up his SMG and blasting away. Well, damnit, this guys a psycho. I look up and there is a flipping wall of security advancing down the hall in body armour and riot shields and gas masks. The old guy throws his half used up shottie away too and starts in with his MP5 as well. I figure, yeah, rubber bullets aren't gonna do much good now, so my G36 joins them.
After about a minute of this, a second door opens and in comes a shitload of security, old guy and I switch to shooting at them while psycho boy keeps at the guys in the hallway. Things happened very fast after this.
We took down maybe 5 or 6 from the second door, when a new wave pushed in, running hard. I started walking backwards while firing and tripped over a chair. I lost my G36, so I whipped out my sidearm and got off 2 shots into the leg of a security guy just coming in, when all of a sudden there was a pissed off security guy with a knife on me. We struggled...
Then I woke up.
Holy crap was I disappointed! Best dream ever! I tried to go back to sleep but failed. It never continued, and I have never found out if we got out of that security room, what was in the vault, who my accomplices were or who those guys in the department store were, or why they were after me.
It was like coming home one night, switching on the TV and seeing one episode of the most awesome TV show ever, and getting really into it... but never finding out its name, and the next week when you make sure you're in front of the TV ready for the next episode because its just so damn good, the timeslot has been replaced with Passions or something. GAH!
Anyway, finally, this dream happened about a month ago.
5. Started out normal, I was in bed looking out the window and I see a light moving erratically. It's getting bigger, and I'm curious. Then it becomes, quite clearly, a UFO. Yeah, the classic type, round, all the lights. Well, now I'm terrified, and I start to try to get up but I'm paralyzed, and let me tell you, being terrified and unable to move even a little bit is not fun. I try to shout for help, but I can only make a kind of soft wheezing noise, my mouth won't form words. I start to levitate....
And I wake up, going WTF WAS THAT SHIT?!
Yeah. I dreamed I was being abducted by aliens. I'm not a nutjob, I don't believe I was really abducted, hell, I don't believe aliens would want to visit earth. I'll myself clear; I believe there are alien life forms out there somewhere, but the chances of them coming here are miniscule, and chances are they're just some weird bacteria floating on a rock, really in no position to abduct anybody.
That said, for that day... I did wonder...
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