Weird Dream...
17 years ago
Now I did wake up over 5 hours ago, so my memory is a little fuzzy, but I'll try and remember everything anyway.
For whatever strange reason or circumstance I was one of three entrants into a race to cycle (on a regular bike) 100 miles down the British motorways during twilight. I was winning, managing the rather good speed of one mile every 5 seconds.
While taking a break from this race (I would expect such a thing to be tiring) I stayed in a white room with nothing but three beds in it. I was staying in the one on the far right. Under whatever intents and purposes, something that I presume was rather large attacked the room, tearing a hole in the top corner above my bed (giving the impression that past this room there wasn't any other part of the building there.
I hid under the middle bed, where I apparently ended up next to verace (all I know is that he was called Verace anyway...), who was also hiding under there too.
Once the strange attack was over I got out and went for a walk in the country, strolling down this large path to a country manor I decided to stop in a gift shop along the way, where I picked up a load of stuff to buy, checked my wallet and put them down again when I realised I was too poor to purchase anything.
I was then given a tutorial on how to blow your nose by an old woman wearing black.
On leaving the gift shop, I found that the country manor was now a quarry where they were teaching students (particularly Dave and Christobel, for those in the know) classes in using dynamite. The quarry was particularly weird, as classes were held in rooms embedded in cliff faces, and outside the door was nothing but hundred foot piles of exploded rock dividing each room.
Anyway, we each jumped into our turret positions and started firing missiles at each other from oversized blue and red missile gun things. Chris got badly hurt and we all slid down the rocks as if they were happy fun water slides.
And that's how I dream :3
For whatever strange reason or circumstance I was one of three entrants into a race to cycle (on a regular bike) 100 miles down the British motorways during twilight. I was winning, managing the rather good speed of one mile every 5 seconds.
While taking a break from this race (I would expect such a thing to be tiring) I stayed in a white room with nothing but three beds in it. I was staying in the one on the far right. Under whatever intents and purposes, something that I presume was rather large attacked the room, tearing a hole in the top corner above my bed (giving the impression that past this room there wasn't any other part of the building there.
I hid under the middle bed, where I apparently ended up next to verace (all I know is that he was called Verace anyway...), who was also hiding under there too.
Once the strange attack was over I got out and went for a walk in the country, strolling down this large path to a country manor I decided to stop in a gift shop along the way, where I picked up a load of stuff to buy, checked my wallet and put them down again when I realised I was too poor to purchase anything.
I was then given a tutorial on how to blow your nose by an old woman wearing black.
On leaving the gift shop, I found that the country manor was now a quarry where they were teaching students (particularly Dave and Christobel, for those in the know) classes in using dynamite. The quarry was particularly weird, as classes were held in rooms embedded in cliff faces, and outside the door was nothing but hundred foot piles of exploded rock dividing each room.
Anyway, we each jumped into our turret positions and started firing missiles at each other from oversized blue and red missile gun things. Chris got badly hurt and we all slid down the rocks as if they were happy fun water slides.
And that's how I dream :3
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