Weird Dreams.

[spoon]

All odd dreams of mine reoccur, which I find slightly freaky. One in particular I have dreamt/redreamt nine times with only slight variation:

So I was walking through a mall (I think. Either that or I was at Navy Pier in Chicago). I started walking alone against the crowd (like the agent training program in the matrix), but I noticed in time that there were a few people walking with me. All of the people walking opposite direction of me were wearing bright orange and had rifles. One of the people next to me (who turned out to be Elise, a classmate) said that they were all after the deer, but it might not be a deer when we got there because we were going the wrong way. We turned around, but everyone still was walking the opposite direction. Then another person with me (Declan, a teammate on track) started pointing to a zeppelin that was floating a wee bit about the roof of the place. We went outside, and a person in a tuxedo and sunglasses said that I had to follow him. Everyone with me disappeared at that point, and I followed the person. A police came up behind me and handcuffed my. As luck had it, I was right next to a prison, but they couldn’t throw me in a cell because my shoes kept sticking to the floor. They took me outside again, but the sky had turned the same orange color that the people were wearing before. The police officer next to me said that they had caught the deer, but the deer had eaten them all instead. Declan appeared again, and he took me back to the mall. We went into the zeppelin, but it was really a boat. Someone kept shouting about an iceberg, but no one paid attention because no one could find who was shouting. The boat then proceeded to turn back into the mall, but the place was empty. I started looking for Elise, but I was stuck to the floor again. And then it ended.

[KaneTheMediocre]

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[Terrene]

I had a dream once where I was at my grandmother's house. She has a pool in the backyard. I'm kinda afraid of deepwater, escpecially at her pool. My dad is there, and he sends me out to do something at the deep end. I really didn't want to, and I protested, but he wouldn't have it, because I am obviously just making excuses because I'm a lazy, horrible child. So I go, and I get so scared and miserable I sit down on the edge of the pool and curl up and cry.

Later, when I walk inside, I tell my dad "We have to talk" and he agrees.

Talking never makes anything better though.

So yeah, that's my most miserable and believable dream. I hate it. My weird dreams are just too funky.

[FireAza]

Heh, I remember this one dream I had. I was on a rooftop and a neighborhood like the one in Super Smash Bros Melee, and aliens were attacking, and for some reason, they were using bows. Anyways, suddenly my Gameboy Advance appears in the back corner, so I leap off the roof, and dodge their arrows in bullet-time, grabbing the arrows and throwing them away, all while running to save my GBA. My only guess is that I was playing SSB:M, Mac Payne and my GBA and doing bowhunting at the time.