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| I was with some guy who was apparently my boyfriend, and we were touring what seemed to be a multi-million dollar house. We walk into a large room that looks like it's set up for theatre, with many plush gray chairs circling a low stage. A man is performing on stage, I believe playing an instrument. He glared at us angrily because of our interruption, but we sit down anyway. Details here are hazy because I woke up and fell asleep a couple times after this dream, but I think I remember a part where my boyfriend and I are walking down a hallway, and the man who was performing comes by and is still angry with us. My boyfriend gets angry in return. There's a big blank here, but what I remember next is that it's later at night and the house has been destroyed by a big explosion. I'm outside the mansion, fairly far from the house. It's starting to rain, and a nice lady comes and guides me to a nearby barn or garage that is still in construction. I climb the ramp slowly, and when I enter, I see the angry man and his daughter to the left. I turn to the right and climb over some piles of wood. The nice lady asks if want anything, and I reply, "Just something to lay down on." As I brush away sawdust, she returns with a folded up red and white shirt, which I use as a pillow. I've been burned, but instead of just a random burn blotch, the burns flow in arcs and lines around my body, as if something that was burning had fallen on me. I begin to pick off dead skin on my leg, like peeling skin after a sunburn. Then suddenly a few shots ring out. I peer out and see my boyfriend in a silver SUV-type car shooting up at us. I ask the angry man if he has a sniper rifle, but before anyone can do anything my boyfriend (or maybe ex-boyfriend, as I had apparently intended to shoot him) drives away. I calmly return to picking the dead skin, but then the burn lines start to fizzle and turn yellow. It crumbles at my touch. I tell the nice lady that my skin is bubbling. I don't remember her reply, but it was something nonchalant, so whatever was happening with the burns apparently was not an issue. And that's all I remember.
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| The dream seemed to have some chronology, but was broken up by smaller, unrelated dreams. Details of the first part of the dream got lost in the workings of the rest of my dreaming, but I do remember a bit. For those who don't know, here's Abe:
Abe was upset about something that happened. I was in some sort of industrial, ship-looking room/area and there was an island of monitors. I ran around the island calling Abe's name, wanting to talk with him, to help him, make him feel better, but he kept swimming off-camera. After circling the island, I decided to get in the water and go to him myself. More may have followed, but I believe it was lost.
Later, after a couple unrelated dreams, I'm somewhere else with Abe. We seem to be somewhere where everyone knows us. I'm sad because something happened to Abe, I think he got hurt. I'm sure there was more, but again, details are vague now. In the next part I remember, Abe and I are going out to dinner. We're sitting at the table, and there's a lady with a small box. Abe had bought me something and she was here to deliver it. She's kind of a spaz and is talking excitedly. As she waves her hand around, the box pops open for a second and I see a necklace inside. She keeps yapping, speaking quickly and emphatically, and mentions something about marriage. She doesn't seem to realize she had revealed a potential secret, and keeps talking as if nothing unusual had been said, and I do my best to hide my surprise and excitement. Finally she is done talking, and the necklace is given to me. It's simple but cute, consisting of three circles set in a line horizontally. Each circle has a smaller circle in it, looking rather like the Target store's symbol, but made of gold, bronze and copper.
Then--I don't know if this is the same time or later--we get attacked by something. A lot of somethings. This is one of the parts where I know a lot happened, but the details have been lost. But regardless of the details, Abe dies. I'm distraught, devastated. I don't want to live. I lay on the ground, unwanting and unwilling. A couple people come over by me but I don't move, don't speak. They pick me up and carry me off.
Time passes, I'm myself again, mostly. Someone comes up to me excitedly, saying they found something. I open a door and I'm shocked senseless to see our son standing there. I don't know how I know this but I do. (On a side note, Abe and I must have spawned somehow because I was never pregnant and he was somewhat grown; looks to be around 8-ish by human standards), but I can see that although he is mostly Abe's species, he has some human in him, too. His colors are much darker than Abe's and green and his face has slightly more human features. I am filled with an indescribable joy and I lift my arms to hug him, but his face fills with anger and he cries, "I hate you!" My joy instantly turns to sorrow and despair. He starts talking about how I abandoned him, and I reply, "How was I to know?" Then, for some reason, he starts talking about the past of his species, how the planet became over populated and they built a space ship to carry people away.
And, that's pretty much as much as I can remember. I thought I remembered much more detail, but after a shower and breakfast, even though I was thinking of the dream the whole time, some must have slipped away. :(
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| It was sort of like real life Team Fortress 2 and, oddly, I was the Engineer. Hard hat, overalls, wrench and all. XD And, equally as odd, on the Red team. But we were in what looked like a house. I only ever saw two rooms. The main room was about the size of a small living room. It was all white and had a rectangular table in the center with junk on it and below it. Both table and junk were white as well. I put my sentry turret in this room, near the table. The second room was off of the main room, and about the size of a small bedroom. It, too was all white, and I put my dispenser in here. I remember running back and forth between the two, waiting as I got metal from the dispenser, then whacking the turret with my wrench to build it, just like in the game. There were constantly people in and out of the room, but I don't remember any specifics. There were Spies everywhere. Once when I was at the dispenser I saw a Spy come into the room from the corner of my eye, but he had cloaked. I backed myself into a wall, pulled out my pistol and started sweeping the room with bullets, firing as fast as I could. Then the Spy's cloaking ran out and I saw that he was crouched a few feet away from me. I don't exacly remember what happened, but I think I beat him with my wrench. Then there must have been a bit of downtime or something, for the next thing I remember is talking to a large, burly woman (think of Hammer from Fable II), explaining or teacher her what, how, and why I did what I did. The next thing I remember is being in a meeting with the rest of the team. I'm angry, asking why the hell are we in this meeting when the other team could be here at any second. Then Wolverine enters the room and I cry out, "Spy as Wolverine!" It's the movie-style Wolverine, and he's wearing a brown leather jacket, but he has his bone claws, and even weirder is that they're broken. A bunch of enemies pour in after him and everyone bursts into action. I beat the crap out the of the Wolverine spy with my wrench, and that's all I remember.
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| Last night I dreamed that Jennifer, my parents and I went to see Jeff Dunham (which is ironic, as we will go see him next month) and the theater was really small. Then there was this break and a lot of people got up to go to the bathroom. Then this crabby lady sat in my parent's spot, and nothing I could say could convince them they were in the wrong spot, but they finally moved when Mom and Dad came back. I remember looking around and seeing tons more people than there was before, as if the theater had somehow gotten a lot bigger. There were some more details, but I don't quite remember them. | | |
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| Man, I wrote this dream in my regular Xanga, but not here. >_< Anyway, this is circa October 10, 2008.
There were six of us on a mission or quest to find someone's wife, I believe. Earlier we had arrived at this maze-like fortress, but I unfortunately do not remember that part, try as I might. We are in a small-ish room, somewhat L-shaped with doorways at both ends, and a set of stairs running up the back wall. There is also a small storage room adjacent to the wall with the stairs, containing boxes and lots of junk. There is a large boombox that is, for some reason, playing. It is attracting large black dog-like creatures, and we are trying to turn it off, but there is no power button, and the power cord disappears behind all the boxes. The dog-creatures, begin attacking, and take out the person nearest the door. Someone says to turn down the volume, but it will not turn down all the way, it just goes soft. During this time, the dog-creatures have been ignoring me, and I figure they must hunt by sound. I tell everyone to stop moving, and just after I do, someone turns off the boombox. I slowly drop to my knees to knees to keep still as the sound-hounds (as I call them) prowl around. One of the guys freaks out and runs up the stairs. Two of the sound-hounds pursue and quickly follow him. The others are following my example and dropping to their knees. One guy falls hard to his knees and the sound-hounds focus on him. But he makes no other sounds, and they continue to prowl. A sound-hound sniffs at a lady near it, but then moves on. They pass through the doorway opposite the one they came in, and we wait a few minutes to move. The others leave through the doorway the sound-hounds came in, but something attracts my attention up the stairs. I ascend the stairs, and see a small procession of six or eight Spartans (Halo Spartans, that is). I get terribly excited, and cry out "Spartans! Spartans!" over and over again in awe and wonder. I hover around them, watching them as they walk by but being careful not to get in their way. An angry man approaches me, and I flee before he can get to me, knowing he would tell me to leave. I return shortly, however, and continue my adoration of the Spartans. The one in the lead stops and talks to me, and we have a short conversation, but quite sadly, I remember nothing of it. Something behind them happens and the Spartans burst into action. The lead Spartan gives me his gun and tell me to run, which I do post haste. I run back down the stairs and through the doorway everyone else went through and down a long hall. Sound-hounds are attracted to the commotion of the Spartans. I shoot them as they come down the hall, and bash one against the wall. A few sound-hounds have begun to pursue me, and I run, faster and harder than I ever thought I could and lose them. Finally I pass through another doorway, this one leading to where we were housed, and I run into the room, showing everyone the gun the Spartan had given me. (It might be worth noting that it is not a gun found in the Halo games.) Everyone exclaims in "oohs" and "ahhs" and "OMGs!" but then, I randomly wake for no reason at 7:30 AM. :/ I highly considered getting up to write my dream, but I was awake enough to run it through my head a couple times before falling back asleep. However, I wish I had gotten up, as I might have remembered the earlier part of my dream.
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