Night of October 27

Dream:

So last night I had something of a disturbing sort of dream. I'm not sure if it's because of this violent imagery that I've been recalling from previous dreams that are influencing my sleep, but something must be going on, because I haven't had this many gory dreams at once like this.

Anyway, onto the dream. I can't tell you where it started, or what sparked it, but I recall being outside walking down a path that I've seen many times in my dream. The exact location is outside my town of Shartlesville, but instead of the land leading to a bank, a highway turn off and a restaurant, there are patches of greenery, forests and fields. The thing is, in every time I've had a dream that took place in this certain setting, I've always felt threatened, or felt like there was something coming after me. Negativity has surrounded that place when I sleep.

So I was walking down these embankments, following my friend Nate whom I've been chatting to online. I was walking behind him, and he was leading me by his hand, a dark little smirk on his face.

The day was nice actually. It seemed like it was early evening, and everything would have been beautiful if it wasn't for these washed out colors. The grass, though should have been green, was a faded green, worn down as if it has been aged. Water flowed between embankments as if they were irrigation ditches, and a wind was blowing.

In moments, Nate disappeared and I was left with facing a wall of photographs. I was still outside though. Apparently, the photographs were tagged with letters, representing times that we've talked up until this point. It was as if I was sifting through a box of memories, each letter bringing up a moment between us. Though we never met and don't have an extensive history, the dream made it out to be that we did.

Letters would appear before me one by one, sometimes with photos, sometimes photos without letters. One in particular though stuck out, and is the only photograph I remember.

I held it up, and the background was a dark navy blue. It took place in a warehouse I believe, and for a moment, I actually transcended into the photograph. Hanging on meat hooks were naked human bodies, two of them. On the floor, I saw something else, or I thought it was something else. Pulling up this thing, I realized it was a cleaned carcass of another human, blood just pooling in the center of where all the organs would be in the torso. I dropped it in fear, and heard the blood slosh across the floor.

I came back outside of the photograph with a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. Afterwards, I woke up because my roommate came in to get ready for class.

Night of 10/26/08

No dreams this night. Because I haven't been having too many dreams this week, I will add in one in particular that I had documented a while ago that still stays with me to this day.

[Excerpt from personal documentation]

Approximate Time: December 29th, 2006 (Morning time)

This dream happened in the morning, probably between 7:30 and 9 AM. I woke up a few times and went back to sleep this morning, so it happened between these times, I'm sure.

I honestly cannot recall how the dream started out, but the part I remember most vividly is that I was standing in the middle of what appeared to be a lake. The sky was a navy blue, almost black and silver (it was very abstract), and to the left of me appeared to be some kind of glowing portal, possibly setting on a stone base. Now that I think of it, the whole dream was rather strange and magickal in a way.

But I have to be completely honest: What happened in the dream gave me the creeps, but I didn't feel too much negativity from it.

As I was standing on this shallow water (it seemed like it stretched on forever), I saw a girl who looked like me in a way, but with straight white blond hair and glowing blue eyes. She was grinning at me, talking to me in an eerie voice. I knew I was staring at myself. What it represented, I have no idea, for I am confused between her actions and her appearance. The feeling I received from her was almost evil, like she was this strange hate. And when she smiled, she showed fangs and sharp teeth like a carnivore.

I remember her talking to me, almost in a reassuring way, but I cannot recall what she said. She then reached out, her skin really pale and almost hard looking, and touched my head. She didn't even tug on my hair, and it just started falling right off of my scalp. I started to become scared, and then she started to actually eat my hair! My hair was long and black too, which isn't my normal hair color at all. It was also wavy at the ends.

As she was devouring my hair, I knew she was going to eat all of me, my whole entire body. I shut my eyes and said to myself something like "Please don't let me see it" over and over again. My eyes were shut so tight that I could feel it. I even remember having my hands on my ears as to not to hear her munching. And what I felt from her eating at me was a strange tingle that made my whole body numb. I then received the sensation like I was floating, just hovering there. I knew what parts of me she was eating too, for the feeling spread down to my legs, up my torso and to my chest. (The strange part is, I actually came into consciousness for a few seconds and could still feel the tingly numbness of her eating me.)

Finally, she completely ate me entirely except for my eyeballs. I remember being able to see again and saw all this blood, clots and entrails, all over the water's floor, which now looked solid. At a point in time between her feeding, I saw her morph into what I apparently looked like at the time she was eating me. She went from straight white hair and blue eyes to dark brown wavy hair to brown eyes with a peach complexion. Then she returned to her normal appearance.

After she ate me, I remember her walking over to the right of me, right in front of a large horse that appeared out of nowhere. The horse looked as if it was blending into the shadows, because it was black and its hind legs were swallowed up by a thick black mist. Its eyes were scary looking, and its head was actually a mix between its visible skull, muscle and skin. It kicked the other me down to the ground and started eating her!

I remember seeing its teeth grab a hold of her bottom lip and rip it upwards until it came off. I turned away, not being able to bare seeing an animal demonic as this one eat a human, one that looked almost like me.

My dream fuzzed out and was replaced with the family room. My mother was sitting in the arm chair, rocking back and forth, and I asked her if she seen this new movie yet. (The movie was actually what happened between me and that girl and the horse.) She said she had seen it a million times with someone else, and wasn't interested in it at all. I was disappointed in hearing about this, for whatever reason, and walked off.

Night of 10/25/08

Dream -
This dream was actually pretty stupid, random, and just ridiculous, though it did give me a good laugh when I woke up this morning.

So there is this boy in Heinz hall that I see around campus a lot. He's friends with one of my newly made friends on campus in the hall as well, and I've met him only once. Probably the only reason he stands out to me is because he has blond hair and blue eyes, a common trademark that I fall for in guys. Also, the night I had the dream, I was talking with my friend Ashlee from Knight about our current work in progress of a story. We were discussing the antagonist, who is a serial killer.

There wasn't much to my dream to start out with, but the only part I remember is that it was like a movie. It had music in the background (though I don't remember what kind), and dramatic scenery. All I remember is that there was an old looking car pulling up on a cobblestone road in the rain. Stepping out from the car was this kid that I've only met once on campus. And the camera angles and music in the dream freaked out as if the viewer (me), suddenly discovered that this man was the bad guy of the so called story.

He stepped out and gave out a stereotypical evil laugh. He was dressed in a long dark trench coat, and the light and shadows on his face were harsh. And when he spoke, he sounded like Xerxes from the movie 300. His voice was low and ridiculous sounding.

It made a good story to tell at breakfast.

Night of 10/24/08

Dream -

This was a very strange dream. It first started when I found myself running through a hallway (at this point I was in third person watching myself come towards the camera angle). Something was chasing me, or was invisibly chasing me. There was a presence of something demonic or evil that was going to kill me if I didn't get out of this building structure. I was set on some kind of internal time limit as well, so if I didn't get out before the ‘alarm' went off, I was going to be slaughtered. (The dream actually reminded me of Saw).

Running into a dark room with miscellaneous objects inside, I shut the door behind me and pushed some kind of large structure in front of it. I believe it was either a desk or small bookcase. Worried that I wasn't going to make the time limit, I ran over to the window as a means of escape and saw that the glass was barred. There was only way to lift them, and that was to unlock a dial lock (like the ones on our high school lockers). The way I could figure out the combination was by holding the lock a certain way so when I turned the dial, it ‘clicked' over certain numbers. After a little bit, I just scrolled them in order and was able to unlock the window to escape just before I was to be killed. The combination on the lock was... I don't exactly recall, but I know for certain there was an 18 and a 6 in it, and possibly a 28...it was a 20 number.

Slamming the window shut and jumping out, my dream then changed angles where I was now running towards the said camera. The day was overcast and grey, almost rainy, and was sometime during the spring. Everything was just starting to mature but the trees did have leaves on them, and the grass was a healthy green. The place that I escaped from was on an embankment and was surrounded by giant trees. The outside...everywhere, there was plant life. It would have been gorgeous if I wasn't running from something.

I ended up running to a strange looking house for help. The house's roof was very steep, almost touching the ground itself, and it was brown mixed with an earthy tone of green. On the roof itself and all along the walls of the home was moss that was growing. Apparently, the house must have been there for quite a long time, and it seems very fictitious, but homey, nice.

I knocked on the wooden door, out of breath, and a pretty dark haired woman answered. She was slender and a little taller than me, maybe early thirties or late twenties. She was dressed in a dress of some kind, but I do not remember the color. She looked at me almost with malice.

I asked her if I could hide out in her home, and at first, she just stared, but then was called into the kitchen by two men. They were dressed in black police uniforms with a notepad out. She walked back over to me and, with a more sympathetic expression, and told me to run, that I couldn't stay there. She knew that my chasers were in there with her asking questions (the police), and I took off from her property.

I could hear my feet pounding down a damp road as I took off faster, not knowing where to go. On the right side of me were trees, and there was a slight wind that blew through the leaves. I could hear them hissing. That's all I remember.

The roof was a lot lower, but the concept is all the same.

Night of 10/23/08

Dream:

I didn't like this particular dream at all. I'm not sure exactly how it started, but I recall being in almost a blank room. The atmosphere of the place wasn't really that important, as my main focus was on a friend. Ashlee was crying her frustrations to me, explaining that she was raped. The more she went on about it, I began to cry, and the image of her shifted into an old friend from back home, my neighbor. Shelby grew up in a not so good family, as her dad cheated and was an alcoholic. So when Ashlee turned into Shelby, the air of the story grew darker and more devastating. She began explaining that she was sexually abused by her own father.

When her story was drawing to a close, I remember seeing walking on this stark white table, mechanical cats. They moved and felt like real cats, but at the same time, you knew they were fake. I tried giving one of them to Shelby, but she had vanished. I was left with about four of these mechanical kittens by the end of the dream.

Night of 10/22/08
No dreams this night.

Night of 10/21/08
No dreams this night.

Night of 10/20/08
No dreams this night.

Night of 10/19/08

Dream -

The start and finish of this dream feels almost nonexistent. There were three main points though that I feel like I need to mention, as they were the strongest scenes out of the entire dream.

The first scene was like something out of the video game Silent Hill. It's the only video game that my friend and I have been playing over the past month or two, so scenes and characters have been in my head, not to mention in conversation between us. But the scene itself was dark, dreary, and reminded me of an old grainy photograph. I was with my friend Ashlee who was the one I've been playing the games with. In this place, wherever we were, she left for a moment to head to the other side of the room, and I was stuck sitting in this chair by what appeared like a corpse hanging from the ceiling. Though it was a corpse, I didn't get a strange feeling, nor was it grotesque or gory. To be honest, I barely noticed it because I was hiding.

Coming out from the darkness was pyramid head, one of the monsters from Silent Hill that the game seems to be known for. But the thing was, he seemed like a cross between the butcher from Silent Hill Origins and pyramid head from Silent Hill II. His head armor seemed shrunk, and his body was more stout and bulky than tall and muscular. Around his waist though was the same material pyramid head wore in the games though, which seemed reminiscent to leather or flesh. And instead of carrying a large heavy sword, he had some kind of pole arm that looked similar to a pilum or halberd.

He came into the scene and my friend was no where to be found. I was stuck hiding in this chair, and in my head, I seemed to have pulled up the gaming knowledge that pyramid head never actually harms the game player, but rather the other people around them. So I stayed still, hoping that it would still be true in this dream, and I watched as he took the corpse down from the ceiling. In that moment, he saw me hiding in the chair and went to stab me with his blade. Somehow, and I don't understand how, I put up my arms and blocked the blade from hitting me as if I was suddenly made of metal. Sparks flew and he doubled back with the corpse in hand. I took off running in the other direction to find Ashlee and wound up spilling to her all of what happened.

The second part of my dream was after the encounter with pyramid head/the butcher. Ashlee and I went running out and I believe we came out on some kind of rooftop. It was nighttime and the sky seemed dreary. There were city lights I believe, all over the background and glowing brightly, but even so, it didn't make the dream anymore positive. I found my friend Wen then, and another large group of people that I believe must have been from my art classes. We all seemed to need to run away from someone or something, and Wen told us to go down the fire escape to reach the floor of the building.

The only thing was that the fire escape was in the center of the building, and went down in a spiral. The strangest part of all was that when all of us walked on it, the material of the staircases became flexible and pliable. It bent underneath our weight and even bounced us a little as we tried climbing to the bottom.

When we finally made it, I met up with people from my classes, though I cannot tell who they were exactly. All I remember though is that I was in trouble for not having work done for my Drawing I class, though the teacher was Bonnie Hayes from my scandalous pictures class. She was really angry at me and yelled at me to hand in my drawings, one of them being that of a bookshelf. The other may have been the contour practice with a plant, but then again, I don't remember very well.

All that I do remember though is that I went searching through these piles of papers to for my homework. I grew more frantic when I couldn't find my work in the pile to hand in, and I remember pacing the room and trying to figure out if it was the drawing of a bookshelf or a duffle bag that I needed to hand in. I didn't want to talk to the teacher either for fear of being scolded again.
My dream ended there.

Night of 10/15/08

Dream -
I had no dreams this night.

Night of 10/16/08


Dream -
I don't recall how this one started, but I can tell you only snippets and small happenings. They will be sort of vague as well.

I remember I was with someone, whom I believe was a friend of mine and was female. I cannot tell you exactly who it was, but I'm thinking it was either Apryl or Ashlee. We were walking down a dirt road aside of a huge field and it was nearing nighttime. It was a pretty dull day, and I received an ominous feeling from all of these images. We walked by what appeared like an abandoned building, but it wasn't a house or tall skyscraper, but it was almost like a box with a hole in it, like a wooden cave. On the outside there were people all gathered and seemed like they were having a good time, but I felt disconnected from them. They were laughing and talking. They appeared like shadows.

A lot of them were gathered around a large thick twisted tree with a thick green bouquet of leaves around the top. There was a lantern hanging from one of its branches in the center, and people seemed like they were telling stories. Some of them were dressed in shadowy cloaks and were listening intently on who was talking.

My friend and I said we should come back to the party, but we had to run to my house first, for whatever reason. We had to get something. That's all I know.

It grew sort of foggy between that time and this one, so I'll just go into the rest of the dream.

We were on our way back to the party and the sun was practically set. The night was dawning and it was becoming really dark. I was scared in my dream, feeling like there was something following me in the fields to the left of the roadway. I don't even think we had a lantern with us to light a path.

When we came up to the cave-like house, there was no one in sight. Everyone looked as if they vanished into thin air, taking their food and laughter with them. There wasn't even a scrap of trash on the ground. My friend and I started thinking that they were possibly ghosts.

Out of curiosity, mostly my friend's curiosity, we took the lantern off the tree, as that was the only thing that was left behind, and started to go into the house's cave. As we entered, the entire inside was so black that the lantern barely offered any useful light. I remember looking into it and seeing twisted metal and junk. It was so scary to look into as I just knew there was something horrible hiding in there. I saw yarn and string, metal upon metal and random junk, like things you would find in a garage, but it was scattered all over the place as if a tornado went through.

I remember seeing something outlandish in the piles of trash and knew immediately it was a ghost. I don't recall what it looked like, or what it did, but I saw something. My dream is fuzzy after that.

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Night of 10/17/08


Dream -
There wasn't much to this particular dream on Friday night, but I remember waking up inside my dream. I was back in my house, in my own bed and my room was shrouded in a dull blue light. It's how my room looks in the winter time in an early overcast dawn, or a dreary foggy summer day. It was depressing almost to me in the dream.

I woke to a sound outside on my roof. For a moment I was disoriented, but when I finally got up and shrugged off the grogginess, I thought about going outside to see where this noise was coming from. Suddenly, I seemed to have warped outside onto my rooftop, probably still in my pajamas. Standing on the roof, I saw my dad nailing up Christmas wreaths. It was cold outside, and the day seemed dark.

I remember looking at the wreathes, counting them down the line. Three of them were nailed up on the siding of the house (I'm not sure how exactly). My dad actually does hang a wreath up in that part that they were at in my dream, so it seemed almost like a ritualistic thing he was doing. But that was only one, and there were three here.

I also remember him griping about a problem with the rest of them, like he couldn't hang them up, or didn't have anything else to do it with. I'm not sure what it really was.

The overall feeling of the dream seemed kind of sad and forlorn. I'm not sure if it's because I miss home, or am waiting for Christmas, but with the lighting, the cold, and a kind of negative ending, it really brings my mood down to think about it.

Night of 10/18/08


Dream -
Last night, there was a lot going on in my dream that I can barely remember. What stuck out to me though was something so simple and kind of stupid. I was back in my house sitting in the family room, and on the window sill was my cat Yuki. She's a small black cat with a white patch on her chest and yellow-green eyes.

So she was sitting on my window sill, and I was sitting on a chair across the room watching her. She started growling. Another cat someone got on the window sill. This one was a short haired mottled brown cat, full grown like Yuki. It had these dark brown stripped markings. I'm not sure what kind of cat it really was, but it was cute I must say.

But Yuki freaked out. She started growling and biting at it. My mother yelled at my cat to knock it off (not like she would listen anyway).
I'm not sure what happened after that.

10/14/08

Dream -

I have no clue where this dream started, but I know where it ended. In between, there was a lot of ruckus. I met up with another one of my exes for some reason, this one being Zac. Not sure why I keep running into people from my past considering I haven't been thinking about them at all in my day to day life, but whatever.

Anyway, the only part of the dream I really remember clearly is this particular section that was something of a room that seemed composed on a stairwell. There was a bed with a wide, naked mattress on the steps (though it was perfectly horizontal, almost floating), and then another at the top of the stairwell. I don't remember if it had sheets on it or not. The room, or stairwell was also dim.

The ending, which stood out the most, I recall seeing this giant creature, or grotesque man who must have been coming after me and my ex at this end of the dream. I remember him wearing some kind of dark colored cloak.
With everything in near chaos, meaning there was wind and a dramatic sort of dynamics to everything around us, Zac took what looked like a pencil and stabbed the man in the face. It shattered like glass, breaking apart as ink spilled out from his wound instead of blood. I shoved him back through what looked like a transparent wall. I remember there was fire, and he screamed something to the extent that, what I have done will effect me horribly in the future.

But I shouted back confidently, "I believe!"

Environmental Influences -

Setting - The setting in this dream was not familiar to any extent to me.

People - The people I remember and know that were in the dream (even if I can't place them anywhere memorable), was my ex Zac, his mother, more faceless shadows, and I believe my friend Davis was there as well at one point.

Items - No items stood out to me in this dream, though my final quote, "I believe!" was really vibrant and felt like it had some kind of weighty meaning behind it.

Misc. Information - Like I had stated earlier, I am confused why my ex had come up in this dream (and my other dreams as of late as well), considering I barely think of them anymore. I don't even talk to them, or come across things that would remind me of them.

10/13/08

Dream I -
Another night with many dreams, but only one to remember. I was with my grandmother, or I should say an older woman because it wasn't my real grandmother at all. But in my dream she registered as my grandmother. So I'm with this old woman on what seems to be the side of the road back in my home town, the one that leads into Bernville just a few miles out of Shartlesville. She has this big brown leather looking purse, and is digging through it. In her hands, she is showing me these small RVs. They look like models to be honest. But in a moment, the one she shows actually because life size.

Through the dream, she is touring me through these RVs of hers, each one different. Some had large areas for storage and snacks while others were well equipped with beds.

Eventually, as I toured the last one with her, the old woman was no where to be found and was replaced with my sister, who took the wheel of the RV. In reality, she would have no clue how to drive one (even though she is almost thirty). So she takes the wheel and starts driving down the road to head towards Bernville.

Dream II -

One dream that I just remembered now that I had is a little fuzzy, but there is enough there to recall something.
I'm not sure at what part of the dream this occurred, but somehow, I was hell-bent on finding this place called "Willow...something" that was apparently located here in Pennsylvania. Why it was so important was because my online friend Davis, apparently lived there, or was moving there, even though he is located down in North Carolina.

So me and a friend of mine (I'm not sure who it was), went on a search. We came to this old building which I think was located in my town of Shartlesville. It was kind of old, and when we came upon it, we thought it was closed. But we went in anyway and realized it wasn't. We were asked what we were looking for, and I told the woman that I wanted to find some maps.

We were led to a downstairs that appeared like a decaying sort of library. It seemed to have had books there from the 1700's, as everything was torn, yellowing, or disintegrating. I was trying my hardest to look for a map of PA, and as easy as it sounds, I couldn't find one at all that was helpful. Some were just relief maps, and others just had high ways labeled on them.

I had to go back to a computer, and just like searching for books in a library, I typed in what I wanted to find, an I pulled up all these maps, that were apparently located all over the library on the wall. Go figure that I didn't see them right away.

So I walked all over the library looking at these maps. Again, nothing helpful. I do recall however picking up an old book with photography of Pennsylvania in it. The binding was tearing apart, and the photograph that I saw was something like that of a mountain taken from the inside of a cave. So you could see the silhouetted edge of the cave, a bluish-white sky, then the crisp green trees from the mountain side.

Environmental Influences -
Setting - Bernville is a place right outside of my hometown that I have grown quite familiar with.
Setting II - Though the dream took primarily in Shartlesville, we do not have a library there. The library itself didn't seem familiar to me at all either, except maybe that it was a very twisted or warped version of the library here on the arcadia campus.

People - The old woman who was supposedly my grandmother didn't look at all familiar, so I assume it really was my grandmother but with just a new face or form. The other person that was in my dream was my sister, and I had just seen her over the weekend, so I guess she was still fresh on my mind.

People II - The whole reason I was doing a search for the PA maps was because of my friend from NC who I usually talk to everyday. Other than that, there wasn't really anyone who I knew there, besides a friend, who shifted from one person to another during the dream, so I could never tell who she was. There were other people in the library too, but none who I was familiar with.

Items - The only thing that really stood out to me as an item were the small toy looking RVs that somehow turned large.

Items II - During my search for the map, which I guess could be an item that stands out, the picture that was taken from a cave of the mountains in Pennsylvania stood out to me somehow. I'm not sure why, but in the dream, I thought it was so beautiful. It isn't a familiar place or scene though.

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10/12/08

Dream -

Last night when I was trying to get some sleep, I must have had at least 20 dreams. Not because my imagination was overracting, but because I woke up so much in the night. My cold has gotten worse. I have a chest cold and a head cold, a cough, and a fever of 102. So I didn't get much sleep last night.

Though I had many dreams, I cannot recall a single one in detail. I know they took place at Arcadia and my family were key members. One vague recollection was that I was really upset with how I was going to conquer this following week while I am sick. So my dreamself was very upset, which in many ways reflects how I am feeling at this current moment.

10/11/08

Dream -
Though I had many dreams this particular night, I can only remember one, and only one scene from it.

I was at my own house on the front lawn next to my drive way. We had a semi in-ground pool there, and my friend Shelby (my neighbor), we were swimming and having a good time. It felt like a late summer early evening.

Suddenly, I hear screeching tires and I witness my dad's van come tearing down the driveway. As the garage door is opening, the van pulls in, barely nicking the mechanized door. Another pseudo-memory is created at this point, letting me know that my ex boyfriend Ryan has been working for my dad. Apparently he goes out on deliveries, and even though we are broken up, he still visits the house to complete his job, which requires him to use my dad's van.

So as Ryan comes out of the garage, he sees Shelby and I swimming in this pool and having a good time. My stomach goes sour. Diving under the water, I try to avoid him because I didn't want to speak, to even say one word to him. But he stays there, talking to Shelby and just staring at the water. After a while, I mentally questioned (while under water), "Why am I not running out of air? Oh, wait, I'm fine. I can breath under water. That's better."

My dream ended and I still didn't surface to face him.

Environmental Influences -
Setting - This weekend I had returned home for the first time in a month and a half, so it seems logical that I'd have a dream dealing with my home.

People - Again, Ryan appeared in my dream, which is strange because he has become a more frequent visitor now that I've started this blog. Maybe returning home also brought back some memories. Also, Shelby is my next door neighbor at home, so that too doesn't seem strange that she'd appear.

Items - There were no items in this dream that stood out.

Misc. Information - The weekend that I'm here, I am sick with a sore throat, cough, fever, running nose and congestion. If I was healthier, I would probably have more dreams to write about, as I know I've dreamed a lot this past night.

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10/10/08

Dream -

Many things went on in this particular dream. The setting was on the Arcadia University campus and on the sport's field no less. (It was on the north western side). On top of the Kuch center, there was a giant movie screen and they were going to be playing Twilight, the new vampire love story that everyone and their dog are freaking out about. Anyway, it was-no pun intended-twilight and I was curled up on a cold metal bench next to Davis. We were watching this movie with a lot of other people. Some were laying in the grass, or walking to find spaces to sit.

Halfway through the dream, I realized that the Twilight movie was actually in anime form. I remember thinking, "I thought they did this with real people." And as if to explain, my dream created a pseudo-memory process where I ‘recalled' them using real people as the foundation for the anime work.

Strange things happened then. An ice cream truck (a rather creepy one too), was driving around campus but didn't seem to want to sell any ice cream to the students. Then at another point, three boys got into a scuffle on the soccer field. I sensed that they were apparently shape shifters (like in the movie Twilight), and this whole battle sequence happened.

The third boy disappeared, and in the middle of the field, the people and scenery just seemed to fade away as I focused on these two boys. Their features are hard to remember, but I do recall the colors blue, white and red. (One boy was blue and white while the other was wearing red). They summoned up these monsters to fight each other. One was a giant dragon with a long swirling body while the other appeared like a fiery serpent. It was like watching a battle between the elements of water and fire.

Environmental Influences -
Setting - The dream took place on the college campus that I attend. So obviously there wasn't anything strange about that.

People - Most of the people in this dream were faceless or unknown to me besides Davis, who is a friend from online that I talk to a lot.

Items - There really were no particular items in this dream that stood out to me.


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