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 | Strange Dreams
entry by Jennibel
9/10/2005 5:00 AM
| Is it me or do your dreams get stranger while you're sick?
I have been sick for the past 7 days & have been mainly sleeping my days away. During this time I have noticed that those dreams that I do remember are stranger then when I feel 'well'. People say that its a reflection of what you've recently seen or ate...well I havent felt like eating anything solid for these days (nothing has had any flavor/it all tastes like blah) nor have I really watched anything (since I cant seem to stay awake long enough to finish watching a show)--so it has nothing to do with these.
Anyway, the first dream I remember is about exploring an old building--what kind, I cant say for sure. I remember starting to walk across a street with a group of people (two guys of which I recognize-everyone else is a stranger). While walking across the street, we are told that there is a spirit remaining at the building--an accountant by the name of Albert. Albert is/was a nasty person both in life & in death... His negative 'energy' is preventing the building from being torn down & we are going there to see if we can get evidence of Albert. Then it switches to us being inside the building & jumping over a concrete barricade inside...almost like a parking garage. But there are steps leading up to a broad area in which off to the left there is a room in which there is an old cot, an old adding machine & a wooden desk. Everything is covered in dust except for where someone would actually be setting at the desk working an adding machine. Then we're out in a courtyard area with a cop car--being questioned by cops. The male cop wants to arrest us but the female cop says to let us go--that we know what we're doing. I really dont remember much more except being driven around in a green mini van by a dark haired woman who turned around & looked at all of us (while still driving) & mentioned that her parents didnt know that she was here doing this. There was also just a sense of...I dont know...dread when I was on those concrete steps. Yeah, I know--how scary can an accountant be. Strange dream...but not the strangest.
The next one started out driving down the road...I was riding in a Jeep Wrangler & just looking out the passenger window. We were driving down the back roads in the country & all of these abandoned houses are on the side. I remark that I need to bring my camera back for pictures & then wonder if I will get into trouble taking pictures of these houses... They are all abandoned but in perfect shape... There is one house that is lived in & I take note of the town in which all these houses are in--intending to write to that sole residence via general delivery. Then we are up in the mountains driving on all these roads that have a dropoff right off the passenger side--I mean there is nothing on my side of the rig. Then we are on snow covered paths in the woods. There are pine trees everywhere...we pass deer looking at us thru the pines... we pass lumberjacks cutting down trees with hand-drawn saws (no electricty). After passing some sort of equipment the jeep became stuck. I started walking down the path & for what seemed an endlessly long time, came to 2 girls near a large stack of cut logs. I asked them how to get to camp two. They idly started picked at the bark on the logs & said that if it were them they wouldnt head to camp two. They moved around the stack of logs & disappeared. There was an ATV there just past a piece of wicked looking machinery (2 claws in front & rows of saw blades--I presume it was some sort of logging machinery). After gingerly squeezing by it I took the ATV down the path. I arrived to a run down log cabin...there were 2 people inside with another stack of logs--this time a guy & a girl. I asked them if this was camp two. They said that if it were them--they'd be careful. The girl then said she needed to go out to the garage & if I wanted to come along. The 3 of us walked thru a door & was in a large cement garage with many openings. It was filled with cars...my very first car that I owned was there (79 ford mustang). There was no order to how they were parked. Then past that is an area that is filled with furniture, luggage, electrical operated machines on wheels. It all starts towards me as I enter this area...like they had a life of their own. I get on some sort of wheeled thingy (like a floor polishing mini zamboni) that starts up as I touch it & have to play 'bumper cars' with couches, tables, etc.
The guy then says you have to keep them dead. Everything goes silent after I slam a blue sectional into a corner--like the electricity was turned off. Looking outside a 'window' there are all these SUVs in various states of decay in the sun-burnt grass & its hot. The guy then reaches out for the girl & slashes her throat & throws her in an armoire. He acts as if its nothing out of the ordinary. They come back, he says. Next thing I know, I'm putting cut off arms & legs into an old orange & white suitcase that opens from the top. The last thing to go in the head...I notice its a nurse who asks me if I really want to do this. Then the girl comes back into the room picks up a knife. The guy pushes me back onto the same blue sectional & starts to crawl up me--from the feet up. He's not wearing any clothes as he reaches my face he looks at me & says no, its not your time.
Next I am running along a creek, the guy ahead of me, the girl to the side of me. There is someone on the other side of us with a cross bow shooting at us saying 'wheres my cat'. The girl is struck & falls into the water. Then a small boy & girl appear out of the woods & start running after us too. The guy ahead of me shoots something back at the guy with the cross bow & he falls. Then everything is dark...like night. I get into the water to get away from the little kids--they have an evil sinister look around them...their eyes glow red. I reach the other side of the creek bed & pick up the crossbow & shoot at the kids. Not looking back I run until I get to a running nissan truck (dont ask me why I distinctly remembered nissan or the copper color) but I close the door & drive off--only to hear a loud 'thud' coming from the bed of the truck. I then woke up...
These 2 dreams are not the only ones that I have had recently but they are the ones that are the strangest. With the exception of one more...
Maybe I should stop taking nyquil at night & tylenol severe cold medicine during the day...
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