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Dream Dump, November 2016.
7 years ago
This is what I think...
November 7th:
I had a dream I walking some dumb-ass pre-teen/early teen kid home, not sure why, I was either their reluctant friend or was asked to escort them since it was late.He was a short blonde haired boy named Terrence, got into trouble easily so I can see someone I would know would ask to make sure he got home safe.It was winter and snowy, also some corner working girl asked if either of us "wanted a good time" and I just had to keep pushing him along the street to keep walking.After that we were passing a dark alley and he was gone, I looked around and called for him but nothing, there was a woman waiting for a bus nearby and I asked if she'd seen a blonde kid about his height and she yes but hadn't paid him much attention, just when I was thinking of calling someone he pops up again.I don't know what his problem was but god damn it he was a handful, the dream ended before much else happened... WTF brain, why you do this?
November 23rd:
Dreams have been plentiful and mixed as of late, it's hard to work them out and write anything down when they're like that, but I'm trying.
Kept having really violent ones for a while and I'm not sure why, the kind that just aren't any fun and don't feel like remembering.
Had one that was brief but pleasant, I was sitting and a girl (I assume I knew them from the perspective of the dream as I didn't react oddly)
hugged me from behind and was just warm and comforting, odd given that I've never been big on hugs even when I was a kid.
This is also one of the first times I can actively recall hugging in a dream as if to attest to that statement above, odd.
November 28th:
Had what felt like a cross between Fallout and Elder Scrolls dream in that Nick Valentine was there but also supernatural things.
The whole dream was in first person and seemed real rather than a video game, cool but also nerve-racking.
The dream started off similar to Far Harbor where Nick and I were setting off on a case and had to travel far North.
It was day time, we were about to get on bus or something of that nature when the driver stopped me saying my companion had to wait behind.
In the time I took to step off and aside in order to talk with Nick about what we should do, the bus took off without us.
Standing there like a couple of idiots, I remember having an idea about how we'd get around the issue, I don't recall exactly what though.
Next thing I remember we were in a new location and it was night, a sleepy looking town and snow was falling.
We were walking when we heard something, the sound the wind but mixed in was the very real howl of wolves.
Next thing we knew there was a pack coming down the otherwise silent snowy street at us and we looked for options,
we saw the lights on in what looked like an inn or motel or what-have-you and started making for the doors.
I remember having to bash them back at times, the sleeve of my duster thankfully being padded so the teeth weren't as bad.
It was dark and blurry from the snow coming down so blind fire seemed like a bad idea, we made it inside and were greeted.
The place was a little run down but had an "old time" feel that was oddly if not pleasantly calming compared to the wastes.
We got ourselves a room and tried to settle for the night, Nick not being the sort that sleeps made that difficult.
Eventually I got restless and went to have a look around the place while Nick read a book he found in the room clutter,
I was walking passed an open room when I saw a woman, she was alone and seemed jumpy so I spoke albeit softly.
After she calmed down it made clear that she was looking for someone as well, or had lost someone while in this place.
While trying to speak with her she went quiet and stared behind me and upward, I turned when her face went from blank to horror
and as I did I saw what she had been looking at, what looked at first like more wolves seemingly outside a roof level window
was in fact what I can only describe as werewolves glaring in at us with the raging storm in the background.
I remember reaching for my weapon, a sword rather than a gun (I don't know, I do prefer one over the other normally) and shattering
glass as one came leaping through the window at me, I put myself between the woman and the wolves and stabbed.
Everything was happening so fast, all I remember is a blur after that of running with the girl in tow calling for Nick as I
rushed into the room saying something along the lines of "Problem Nick, we have a very big problem!" as things escalated.
I recall the staff of the inn also turning on us, they had dead stares and red eyes like beasts, zombie/ghouls of some kind?
I remember something about walls being broken out and running, faded bits of something with gold and revenge?
Then I woke up...
I had a dream I walking some dumb-ass pre-teen/early teen kid home, not sure why, I was either their reluctant friend or was asked to escort them since it was late.He was a short blonde haired boy named Terrence, got into trouble easily so I can see someone I would know would ask to make sure he got home safe.It was winter and snowy, also some corner working girl asked if either of us "wanted a good time" and I just had to keep pushing him along the street to keep walking.After that we were passing a dark alley and he was gone, I looked around and called for him but nothing, there was a woman waiting for a bus nearby and I asked if she'd seen a blonde kid about his height and she yes but hadn't paid him much attention, just when I was thinking of calling someone he pops up again.I don't know what his problem was but god damn it he was a handful, the dream ended before much else happened... WTF brain, why you do this?
November 23rd:
Dreams have been plentiful and mixed as of late, it's hard to work them out and write anything down when they're like that, but I'm trying.
Kept having really violent ones for a while and I'm not sure why, the kind that just aren't any fun and don't feel like remembering.
Had one that was brief but pleasant, I was sitting and a girl (I assume I knew them from the perspective of the dream as I didn't react oddly)
hugged me from behind and was just warm and comforting, odd given that I've never been big on hugs even when I was a kid.
This is also one of the first times I can actively recall hugging in a dream as if to attest to that statement above, odd.
November 28th:
Had what felt like a cross between Fallout and Elder Scrolls dream in that Nick Valentine was there but also supernatural things.
The whole dream was in first person and seemed real rather than a video game, cool but also nerve-racking.
The dream started off similar to Far Harbor where Nick and I were setting off on a case and had to travel far North.
It was day time, we were about to get on bus or something of that nature when the driver stopped me saying my companion had to wait behind.
In the time I took to step off and aside in order to talk with Nick about what we should do, the bus took off without us.
Standing there like a couple of idiots, I remember having an idea about how we'd get around the issue, I don't recall exactly what though.
Next thing I remember we were in a new location and it was night, a sleepy looking town and snow was falling.
We were walking when we heard something, the sound the wind but mixed in was the very real howl of wolves.
Next thing we knew there was a pack coming down the otherwise silent snowy street at us and we looked for options,
we saw the lights on in what looked like an inn or motel or what-have-you and started making for the doors.
I remember having to bash them back at times, the sleeve of my duster thankfully being padded so the teeth weren't as bad.
It was dark and blurry from the snow coming down so blind fire seemed like a bad idea, we made it inside and were greeted.
The place was a little run down but had an "old time" feel that was oddly if not pleasantly calming compared to the wastes.
We got ourselves a room and tried to settle for the night, Nick not being the sort that sleeps made that difficult.
Eventually I got restless and went to have a look around the place while Nick read a book he found in the room clutter,
I was walking passed an open room when I saw a woman, she was alone and seemed jumpy so I spoke albeit softly.
After she calmed down it made clear that she was looking for someone as well, or had lost someone while in this place.
While trying to speak with her she went quiet and stared behind me and upward, I turned when her face went from blank to horror
and as I did I saw what she had been looking at, what looked at first like more wolves seemingly outside a roof level window
was in fact what I can only describe as werewolves glaring in at us with the raging storm in the background.
I remember reaching for my weapon, a sword rather than a gun (I don't know, I do prefer one over the other normally) and shattering
glass as one came leaping through the window at me, I put myself between the woman and the wolves and stabbed.
Everything was happening so fast, all I remember is a blur after that of running with the girl in tow calling for Nick as I
rushed into the room saying something along the lines of "Problem Nick, we have a very big problem!" as things escalated.
I recall the staff of the inn also turning on us, they had dead stares and red eyes like beasts, zombie/ghouls of some kind?
I remember something about walls being broken out and running, faded bits of something with gold and revenge?
Then I woke up...
