my dreams sure are bizarre
*Saturday, September 12, 2009
This time though, my brain's probably just overcompensating for my injured foot. Here's what happened.
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I was in a multi-storey house, sleeping in one of the rooms on the second floor. It had those old-school shuttered frosted glass windows that you often saw in classrooms. In the middle of the night, I heard a sound which came from outside my window. Wary, I opened the window slowly and saw a group of gangsters having a meeting outside. I quickly closed my windows before they noticed me. They began to make quite a ruckus, and seemed to be out for blood. Afraid, I hid back under my blankets and pretended to sleep, hoping that they wouldn't notice me. Next thing I knew, I was in an old classroom with about 15 or so other people and the gangsters. Everyone was frightened, especially since the gangsters looked especially malicious and menacing.
The gang leader said "Okay let's go, there isn't much time left before that thing explodes" and left the room with the rest of the gang, locking the door behind them. Looking around, everyone realised that there was a bomb ticking and if we did not escape, we would all die. I went to a window, which had the same shuttered frosted glass windows. Using all my might, I pulled at it, along with another person in the room. Surprisingly, it came out easily. We saw that there were 2 gangsters keeping watch outside, 1 facing us while the other had his back to us. The gangster facing us pretended not to notice, and we smashed the pane of frosted windows on the other gangster, knocking him out. The gangster who saw us told us to hurry escape, and took another pane of glass, shattering over his own head. We all ran and split up, as the gang saw us and gave chase.
Coming to a stairwell, I rushed down it, with a gangster in hot pursuit. I took the stairs 1 flight at a time, jumping over the banisters to speed up. Coming to the ground floor, I ran as fast as I could, past people milling around. Suddenly, I found myself in a lobby of sorts, when I was just in a school building. The police were there, and the rest of the escapees were seated on the floor, with most of the gangsters caught. I went to them and sat down for awhile to catch my breath. The police lead most of the gangsters away, and I left the place after thinking that everything was over. As I was outside, the chief gangster who wasn't captured spotted me and gave chase.
I immediately ran, as fast as I could, and this time I was jumping around to avoid him, jumping up the top of the exhibit booths on display. As the chief gangster couldn't get to my position, he was goading me, taunting me to make me come down. At this point in time, I tried to capture him with my web, ala Spiderman, but nothing came out. I saw the police approaching him, ambushing him and I distracted him, allowing the police to capture him. As he was led away he shouted out "I will be back, this is not the last you'll see of me!"
With the threat finally gone, I was about go get down from the booth when a voice from the top of the other booth stopped me. "Before you go, try this Meowth taiyaki!", he said. I turned to my right, and I saw a guy with the taiyaki. At this point in time, I somehow noticed that the booth that I was on was Lancomé and the other booth was L'Oreal. As I turned around, I woke up.
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My dreams can get weirdly bizarre sometimes. It'll probably make a rather good story though, with some polishing.
7:50 PM
Happiness can be simple.
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