I had a weird and interesting series of dreams last night that I just want to record down somewhere.
It started out at Dark Carnival. It was in a theater that was attached to a mall that was also a school. It was a Sunday, and I had missed the first two days. Brian was with me, but hanging out with friends most of the time.
It was set up so that there were seats outside the theater to wait in. Then when a movie came on that I wanted to see, I went inside a theater that had fewer seats. There was also a haunted house type thing connected to the theater. The movies were so good, I ran screaming out of the theater twice. They felt like you were really there.
After the movies were over, I went back out to our seats in the waiting area, but Brian wasn't back yet. I thought that was weird, because it was award time, and the people he would have been hanging out with were back. None of the movies that had won awards were any I had seen, so I pulled out my notebook to make notes on them to blog about. After a while, Brian still hadn't come back, so I decided to go look for him.
I went out into the mall/school, and my boss was the head teacher, and she was handing out packets that had a calendar and organizer in them. When she handed one to me, I took it without opening it, and continued to look for Brian.
Well, the packets were a ruse set up by an alien lady who wanted to destroy the earth. They would get everyone out in view of the doors which let in a bunch of light. Then she rigged these sun reflector things to give a concentrated dose of solar energy which would destroy the earth. But in my packet, I had accidentally gotten a chalkboard eraser, which somehow led to me covering my eyes with my arm when the reflectors went off. That caused her plan to fail, and time to go backwards until right before the packets were handed out.
I found my boss and told her what was about to happen, and suggested we put erasers in as many packets as we could. She agreed, but I ended up finding a whole bunch of erasers that she hadn't done anything with.
The alien lady found out about my plan and changed hers to still work even when people were covering their eyes. In fact, she sat next to me and covered her eyes too when she detonated the reflector. She ended up arranging it that people who got erasers were people who she could use to either help her invent new technology, or as soldiers and captains in her army.
The blast also put us many years into the future, and everyone got there at different time points. When I had arrived, she was already training her army. And I was imprisoned on a desolate earth. They landscape outside the windows was bleak and lifeless, but the stands where the reflectors were still stood. The alien lady's territory extended out beyond the stands, but after that, a great war was going on with another alien civilization.
As I watched out the window, I saw this creature out by the reflectors that was like a cross between a cheetah and a hyena with really long legs. I asked a girl what it was, but she said she had to report to combat training, so she didn't have time to explain.
I followed her out to the training area and told her I was going to escape. She didn't have faith I could make it, because I had to cross the training grounds to get out. That meant getting around machine guns and laser pulse guns, but I ended up making it out. I found one of the cheetah creatures, and although it couldn't talk to me, it did this kind of mind meld thing. It showed me that not all the planet was desolate and at war, that there was this area of forests and life.
I found my way into an area that was on the edge of a forest, where there was a building. Inside the building was a small group of people that had escaped before. They had turned it into a museum of human life, and the head honcho walked around naked to show off his humanity.
The dream kind of dissolves from here, turning into something about living in an apartment (which was also part of this museum) with my mom, stepdad, and sister, and my sister being in the bathroom. Then I tried to take a bath, but couldn't figure out how to shut the water off.
Like I said, this wasn't one dream, just a series of dreams. I don't remember exactly where each one stopped and started, but in some cases, it seems kind of evident. All in all, really weird, but has the potential to be a story. Or Doctor Who episode.
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