I feel the need to update this but then I have to put effort into writing. So below is the hastily written dream I wrote after waking up from it (which was like 2 or more weeks ago).
Master Chinchilla is some guy who communicates to me mentally as I'm his apprentice. I fight with lighting and darkness against some kind of enemy in an open area outside a cafe where there is a random stone casket lying on the ground I use for leverage during the battle. Later on I go into the cafe with my partner who promised me ice cream. I don't get my ice cream but my parnter who was some middle age drunkard veteran turns into darth vader and now I have to fight him! It happens and the entire place get very trashed. Fast forward a year later I'm a student and professor at the same time at the very school this fight occurred (yes the cafe is part of the school).
Then I get angry cause the cafe is out of business and my ice cream/smoothie isn't in the fridge like they promised me! I get angry and go outside where it suddenly becomes an small island outside the cafe with a hurricane. A hut is where that casket previously was- I could smell the food cooking and I end up going back to the cafe (cause now they're suddenly open again). Where a Mrs.Clark from my days in elementry finds me to inform me of some scandalous evidence (photos) of me dressed in women clothing and apparently very drunk. Combined this irresponsible behavior with the fact I'm the campus's "hot teacher" xD I remember my high school having one so it makes sense to me there be one at each school. Anyway a girl sitting in the room has this on her phone. And then completely ignoring this I leave for a class (that i do not teach) and 3 girls walking by flirtaciously saying "hi professor". My class is apparently at a baseball field where I find my family arguing with a ice cream cone. The stadium has a weird wall that looks like the front of a house between us and the field and a weird ghostly light shines through. I run to the door of that wall and I see alien ships like from "close encounters" and the baseball field is now our backyard. The Aliens are like "what happened to the graveyard that was here a few years ago?" Crap our house is on a graveyard? That's great! But I'm more concerned about the aliens now because the ghostly energy is now haunting people all over the place and everyoen at the stadium is freaking out.
A white aura resemblin them is flowing off them screaming and looking tortured. I grab a really tall looking kid (no really it's just a young boy but taller than me) who is literally white as paper. He's heavily affected by these invading aliens and I try to escape to some guy I'm supossed to meet but security guards in teh lobby keep stopping my attempts. Glowing lines that look like a curcuit board run up and down their face and stuff. Eventually one opening I find finally gets me outside but i'm stopped by a guard. I'm considering attacking but then i notice his pants are different. Tehre's a red patch on hs left knee and I know riht away this is the guy I was trying to meet. So I follow him to a business headquaters where he is magically HOPE'S DAD
This building by the way is right next tot he baseball field. The giant kid no longer seems to be the focus and rather it's my left arm. From my finger tips to a point just a little beyond my forearm it is a dark red and somewhat demonic in appearance and it's spreading. He says something about it being the result of my resisting the alien invader's attempt to control me but eventually I will succumb. He leads me to follow him where the camera pans outside the building then flies up a dozen or more floors where there is this gaping hole in the building. Apparently negociations between this megacorp and the aliens first began with firing on the HQ but outwardly this company is cooperating. There is soem cool weapons they show me but oddly enough every signle one of them is a prototype and unreliable. Not to mention, I a target the aliens are pursuing, am assigned this room to hide in...where there is a gaping hole for them to see me through.
No comments:
Post a Comment