November 29th, 2010

[prismaticbleed]

I had a triple-dream last night. Holy shuppets.
I've never had one that connected before, and although the beginning of it was highly disturbing, it was more than worth suffering through.

 

The only thing I remember of the first dream is driving down a highway in the family car, but I was sitting in the back seat. The driver was playing music on radio, and a song by Gwen Stefani came on. I recognized her voice and wondered aloud what the name of the band she had originally been in was called. My brothers asked me what I was talking about, and I repeated my question, but they told me that I was crazy for thinking that was Gwen singing. I was confused because that was obviously her, but then someone changed the channel. This time 'Firesuite' by The Doves came on, but I couldn't remember the name of the band for the life of me. Either way, we reached our house around this time, passing a UPS truck on the way in. There was also one parked at our neighbor's house, so my grandparents pointed out that they must be doing their 'daily delivery.' True enough, there was a thin package attached to our door, which I understood as being from my friend Darian. I was excited that it had been delivered, and was about to go open it when our cat, Dusty, began trying to get in the car (as usual). I spend a minute or two trying to get him out, noticing with surprise that he looked much younger than I remembered, but when I got up to walk into the house, I somehow ended up back in a car. This time, however, my old friend Lyndzee was driving, and the road ahead of us was covered in orange traffic cones. There were two men in professional-looking outfits manning the road, one stopping the cars, and another scanning the road ahead of us with what looked like a large metal detector. Lyndzee tried to drive around them but the men began to freak out and demanded she stop. She did, reluctantly, and the man finished scanning the area ahead of us. He nodded to the other, who picked up a few cones and moved them further down the road, so were were able to move the car ahead about 6 feet. We were now almost directly in front of our driveway. However, the men then began to scan the road again. Lyndzee was getting frustrated, and asked why we had to wait, but I was now getting very nervous and pointed out that maybe something dangerous was in the road. Sure enough, just then the man's detector went off, and he said 'that's it, this is it, right here,' in a panicky voice. The other gingerly picked up a cone and was about to move it, when Lyndzee let go of the brake and moved forward a few inches. Seeing this, the scanner-man jumped up and exclaimed "we're done for, it's over, it's over," before turning to run. Immediately the ground he had been inspecting began to spark like a firework, and Lyndzee anxiously asked what was going on. I realized that there had been a land mine beneath the road, and the pressure from our car had set it off. Sure enough, the ground exploded, throwing our car into the air. I managed to pull the door open and we both jumped out safely (don't ask how), then turning to run up the hill to my house as fast as we could. Once we reached the top, Lyndzee screamed 'get down!' so we fell on our stomachs and began to low-crawl to the door of my house. I grabbed the package from Darian on the way in, but as soon as I opened the door, I woke up.

Needless to say, I was pretty shaken, but it was only about 2AM, so I went back to sleep.
The next dream started out in my old workplace, but the place was huge and looked more like a giant storage building than anything. It was also extremely dark inside, as if it had been late night outside. My family was there with me and were agitatedly talking to the manager about something, but I was busy looking through some sort of holographic 'music catalog' in the air in front of me. I was trying to find songs whose vocalists sounded like certain characters of mine, but I wasn't getting any results. I then 'switched' the song list to Japanese music, and I remember listening to clips of some pieces by HYDE. After browsing for a minute or two, I didn't find any working vocalists, but I did find an extremely talented Japanese girl band instead, so I 'bought' that and left. The next thing I knew, I was driving the family car down a very overgrown road, which was flanked by trees on each side. Someone approached me in another car, and although I tried to avoid him, the grassy road threw of our traction and we almost flipped over. I didn't get to stop mine until about 20 feet further down, but immediately jumped out and ran to the other guy to see if he was okay. When I reached him, he was upset but unhurt, but his first reaction was to point at my car and ask me 'why I didn't turn the volume down.' Sure enough, it my car was blasting the music I had just bought. I apologized and ran back over to turn it off, then got back in and followed the other car in driving out of the area. The trees quickly thinned out to show a main road running behind them, although the level we were on was blocked off my a guardrail (it was about 8 feet higher than ground level). The road leveled out in front of us, but before we could reach that, we were saw patrol car parked by the guardrail. There were several stopped cars there, with some people standing and muttering about whatever was going on, and a man in a military outfit standing to the left of the road. I was about to roll down my window and ask what was going on, but he only glared at me and waved me past. Once the road leveled out, I found myself in a town that looked somewhat like Dubuque, Iowa, but the streets were more crowded together. There was a line of people driving behind me now, but they were all laughing and teasing me, saying that since I apparently 'could not drive,' that I had to escort two kids using my car. I didn't know what that meant, but I was nervous about the driving thing, because for some reason my car seat was very low and far back, so that my feet could not adequately reach the brake or gas pedals. I managed to lift the seat enough to reach them, trying to ignore the drivers laughing behind me, when I noticed the the two kids I was supposed to escort walking down the street. There was one boy and one girl, both with brown hair, who only looked about 7 or 8 years old. They weren't looking where they were walking, so I had to drive my car alongside them as they crossed the street, understanding that it would protect' them somehow. I got them across safely (much to the dismay of the mocking drivers), where 'cornerstore' sort of building was situated across a parking lot. I parked my car by the road and got out to escort them in. I introduced myself to the children, who in turn gave me their names: the girl was named Rose and the boy Chris. I asked them what they were doing walking out alone, and they said that their father had actually told them to go and buy him a porn magazine, which he apparently read daily, and they would be severely punished if they didn't. I understood that the father was abusive (and probably disloyal to his wife), so I was trying to figure out how to get the kids out of this magazine situation and protect them their father, but I couldn't think of anything yet. As I wondered, the three of us entered the building from a small set of stairs leading up to the door, which was about 4 feet off the ground. The inside of the place looked like a doctor's office, except that the 'check-in window' was much longer and was instead a cashier's room in which most of the store's items were kept. The children immediately ran up to the cashier, and began to speak to her in a way that showed they knew each other well. This made me nervous as it insinuated that they had done this for their father before, and even worse, that the cashier probably didn't see a problem. I quickly surveyed the rest of the store, and realized that it was practically empty save for several chairs and tables in a 'waiting room' setup. It was also bereft of people, save for two guys sitting on chairs by the cashier's window, with a small TV on the wall above them. The TV was showing war news of some sort. I then noticed that one of the empty chairs beside me had been turned around. One of the waiting individuals, a man in his mid-20s, said that it was to show 'rebellion' or dislike to whoever was beside the person who sat there. I then said 'well, I'm here to promote peace and love, and every little thing counts,' so I turned the chair around and even moved it closer to the other one. Almost immediately there was an alarm from the television and everyone froze. The cashier called out to me and nervously said that 'we had been marked' or something, referring to the children and I, and that we had to accept it. I didn't know what she meant and was a little scared, but nodded. She finished checking out the kids and they got the magazine. I was a little sick that they actually bought it and was still wondering how to keep their father from getting it and from hurting his kids, so I ushered the children out the exit door. The exit was enclosed and had a downward set of steps onto a landing, but past those was an even deeper set of stone, as well as a large window on the left wall (which was curtained from the inside). Chris ran over to look down the steep steps, and Rose shouted for him to be careful. I followed them over to take a look, but stopped about 5 feet from the edge of the steps. Rose ran to the edge and looked down excitedly. There was a cozy smell wafting from below the steps, almost like warm laundry, and I realized that this corner store actually connected onto a house, which likely belonged to the owner. I told this to the children and we all turned to exit through a door on the landing. We had barely taken three steps into the parking lot when I noticed a small group of dirty green, foreign military cars parked by the entrance and surrounded by several soldiers in similarly colored outfits. About four of them walked up to us, and the closest one reached out and harshly attached some sort of barcode to my head, reminding me that 'we had been marked.' I remembered the alarm in the store, and frantically tried to figure out what exactly we had done, but all I could conclude was that it had been the children buying the magazine. Either way, I simply said 'yes,' and the soldiers led the three of us away. They began talking to each other in German, which I could not decipher, and mentally took a note to learn the language. I then realized how ridiculous that sounded, as I didn't know if I'd even make it out of this alive. We passed the cars but the street was now different, instead elongating into a steep road not unlike the one behind my old elementary school. We were now joined by several other soldiers and marked citizens of all ages, and we continued walking up to the top of the road. There we stopped and were made to stand in small lines of about 3-4 each. A middle-aged woman with tangled blue-black hair was standing beside me, and she suspiciously informed me that we were 'to be stripped and tortured.' Terrified, I turned to survey the soldiers again, who were still muttering amongst themselves. I somehow understood that they were trying to 'weed out society,' and anyone caught committing even a minor offense would be marked, then humiliated and tortured according to the severity of their offense. Apparently if you took your judgment without complaint you would have no trouble, but if you did make a scene, you might not make it out alive. I decided to just deal with it, then, but then began to panic about the 'stripping' thing, because I was a transsexual dude and that might give them reason to kill me. I then wondered if nullification would cause a problem, and was still worrying about this when I suddenly awoke.

I fell back asleep after about 3 minutes, and again found myself in my home driveway, this time with my three brothers. We all had to drive somewhere together, so we split up into 3 cars. I took my grandparents' car, Viral took my mom's car, Ranndall took some car I didn't recognize, and Excalibur got into Chris' car with some old blond woman I didn't recognize. We all drove out onto the main road in that order (which had its typical dream appearance) without a problem. However, about 30 feet down past our driveway, a small red car zoomed by me and began to spin out. I immediately panicked as it was heading straight for Excalibur's car, and frantically tried to find a space to turn around and drive back in case something happened, all the while watching my rearview mirror. I was approaching a graveyard entrance after which the road dropped steeply, so I quickly pulled aside. Thankfully, the red car just missed my two younger brothers, so I got back on the road with them. However, traffic began to pile up where the road dropped, and I realized this was because it led directly into a huge city (think Philadelphia with tight NYC roads) at the bottom. The view of it from the top of the hill was gorgeous. We made it into the city then, but traffic was at a standstill. As I was nervously waiting to move, I saw two flying military cars (yes, really) zip by on the far left of the road, both with soldiers sitting on their roofs and anxiously broadcasting something in German. This made me nervous as I didn't know what they were doing, or whether it was bad or not, so I maneuvered my car at the side of the road and parked. I met my brothers on the sidewalk, and we began discussing what to do next. Strangely enough, my brother Ranndall spoke up and said he needed to find a certain main somewhere in the city. He explained that the man had an incredibly ability to literally bring drawings to life, and that he needed to get to where that man lived, assumedly for that reason (he didn't explain why outright). I asked Ranndall where the man was, and he said he didn't know, but took out a crude pencil sketch of the man, explaining that it 'was how he looked.' The man was very thin and pale, had a shock of short, somewhat tangled black hair, and wore a black suit. I thought that he reminded me somewhat of Edward Scissorhands, and was mentally comparing the two when the man himself walked around the corner and up to me. He took the paper from my hands but held it before me, and began to do something with it, I forget what, but he was talking quietly all the while. It only took about 20 seconds, but at the end, he took a needle from somewhere in his suit and punctured his finger with it, producing a very small amount of blood. I wondered why there was so little of it, but he held it up to me, explaining that this was the last step in doing whatever he needed to do with the sketch. He then told me to kiss it, instructing 'a real one; not a peck, beautiful girl.' I didn't correct him as my gender was apparently warping regularly. Either way, I did kiss the puncture, and as I did so, the blood appeared on the sketch, near the man's face. As soon as this happened, the man said it was done, and a high-pitched ringing noise suddenly erupted in my ear. I flinched, but then noticed everyone around me but the man was doing so as well. He apologized for the sound, but explained that if we followed it, it would lead us to the place we needed to go-- the streets were far too difficult to navigate blindly. I nodded, and was about to get into my car when the man jumped into the air and began to fly. To my surprise, the people with me all followed him as if this was normal, so I did as well. We gained a fair bit of altitude, flying around 8th-story level, and I realized that I could no longer see any cars in the streets. I told this to the suited man, and he explained that as long as we were 'tuned into the sound,' we were invisible to the rest of the city. We continued down the road we were on and my brother asked why, as we were flying away from the sound, but the man said he knew a shortcut that would spare us the trouble of navigating the twisting streets the entire time. As he said this, we reached a large river running within the city, not unlike how Paris looks. We had barely flown 100 feet along it, though, when the water began to boil. One of my brothers suddenly cried out a name I didn't recognize, but before I could wonder what it was, a huge fish-like monster burst from the water. Apparently the name my brother had shouted belonged to this creature, which was colored in bright aquas and violets, and had a huge mouth full of teeth. We were all flying away from it as fast as we could, but I noticed that the creature was chasing us blindly, and asked the suited man if it could even see us. Just then, the fish exclaimed that it hunted prey that naturally emitted sounds at the frequency we were following. Apparently, we were also emitting a sort of signal. The pale man apologized profusely, saying he didn't know this would happen, and told us we'd have to cut back into the city. So we did, and flew until we reached a tall building near the center of the city. I don't remember entering it, but the next thing I knew, I was inside it. It was built like an apartment complex, but had several hallways on each level, all lined with doors of various kinds. I was looking anxiously for a certain hall, but couldn't find it. The last hall on that floor, though, was lined with tall doors that were decorated with various drapes and tassels, all red and gold and black. I became very excited upon finding this, as apparently someone in our travel group had 'had a premonition' about that hall, and it was the one the pale man lived in. I turned to inform a girl behind me of this, and she smiled and thanked me for finding it, before saying that now I just had to 'wait for the others' or something. She then led me to a small, comfortable 'waiting room' on that floor. It connected to a game room of some sort, but I could not clearly see into it at the time, although the walls of the waiting room were glass from the waist level up. I sat down in a chair at the far side of the room, when I realized that there were two other individuals in the room with me. One was the pale suited man, and I the other was a young woman, but she was apparently not human, looking instead like some sort of anthropomorphic chandelier-- her body was made of gold, glass and ceramic, and was incredibly elegant. She didn't have any facial features, just glowing white glass, and she wasn't wearing any clothing (as she didn't need it). The two greeted me as I walked in, but before they could continue, a young girl walked into the waiting room with three translucent ribbons of some sort. She wrapped two around my company's shoulders, saying that it was to 'keep out the cold,' but insisted on wrapping mine around my head. I told her she didn't need to, but she insisted. I remember she looked almost elven in appearance, with blond hair, lime green eyes and a ton of freckles. She was incredibly cute, though, and I couldn't help but smile at her. When she was finished tying my ribbon (which wouldn't stay around my head anyway, so I wore it like a scarf), she left. The suited man then told me to follow him, as he had to do something important and needed my assistance. He then opened the game room door and walked in, the chandelier girl and I following. Inside the game room it was dark and lit with neon, and a group of about 5 was hanging around a pool table and talking. They were all rather short in stature, with small horns and brightly colored hair. I assumed they were trolls or goblins of some sort, but had no time to wonder, as the suited man immediately began to reprimand them for what they had apparently been speaking of when we walked in. One troll tried to accuse him of being a pervert, but the claim was baseless as he had instead admonished the same individual for his lewd behavior. I do remember that troll calling him 'mister' though. Once the man had said his piece, the creatures moved aside, and he told me to hurry and get on the other side of the room, so I did. As I did so, however, a strange man walked in from a hidden door on the far side of the room. He looked almost like a classic vampire, but was decked out in navy and purple. He challenged the suited man to a fight, and the two began to battle. I then realized that, standing where I was, I had become the referee/ scorekeeper, and without me the fight could not continue. I clearly remember being Jayce at this point as well. Either way, I was somehow 'phased' into a small room behind the wall, in which a screen before me portrayed Mortal Kombat-esque animations of whatever moves the two fighters were performing. I recall having to help 'animate' the sequences at times or they wouldn't play out. To my surprise, though, the suited man was not a contender at this point, and had been replaced by some sort of werewolf. I realized he had left, but before I could wonder why or where he had gone, the screen turned off and I could see into the other room in real time. The two fighters were each charging a giant orange energy ball, which began to emit a screaming energy tone and surge with electricity. I then noticed the suited man in the waiting room (from the windows across from me). He urgently shouted for me to get out of there, as the ability the fighters were using was potentially lethal, and he couldn't pass through the room without risking severe injury. He then 'teleported' out, and I began to panic and wonder what to do. Realizing my only option was to warp out, I closed my eyes and did so without a clear destination, only ordering myself to 'go to someplace safe.' There was a bright flash, and I was suddenly sitting in the game
room, but it looked strikingly different. It was now well-lit, had much more space, and there was a long bench against the wall where the waiting room had been (and on which I was now seated). There were a few normal human children playing in the room, but there was no sign of the suited man. I began to worry about him, wondering if he had made it out in time, when I realized that I was sitting next to the chandelier girl from before. She was sitting quietly, looking as if she was waiting, and I got a little nervous because I somehow understood that she was the pale man's 'girlfriend,' and wondered if she maybe thought badly of me because I was apparently a close friend of his now. However, I then realized that we were probably both worried about him, and felt bad for her because she probably felt very lonely. I moved closer to her then, and put my arms around her shoulders in a sideways hug. She didn't say or do anything at first, but after about 10 seconds of this, she turned to me and pulled me close as well. We stayed like this for a while, and I had my eyes closed, completely ignoring the kids in the room. I began to wonder if maybe she were polyamorous like me, because that would be awesome, as we both liked the pale man and she was downright gorgeous for a chandelier girl. I remember feeling her heartbeat and wondering about it, as she did look entirely inorganic. I didn't have time to think on that, though, as she suddenly eased me back so we were lying down on the bench, still not letting go of me, still not caring about who was looking. I had a sudden fleeting thought that maybe she was the 'girl I had been looking for,' when she turned her head and told me that she had to 'send me back,' as I couldn't stay any longer at that time. I didn't know what she meant, but she told me to keep my eyes closed, and I felt her kind of 'phase' off me, which is hard to describe, but it was as if she had just melted into thin air. I then felt her hands holding my feet down, as if to make sure I wasn't going to move, and heard her tell me that it was okay to wake up now. Shocked at this, I opened my eyes and found myself lying in my bed. I sat up, wondering how she had done that, and got up. However, although the house was dark, there was a lot of noise coming from the living room so I went to check that out. Sure enough, my brothers were playing the XBox and my mother was putting lights on the tree. I had a fleeting thought at how weird this was, as I had fallen asleep when everyone else was in bed and my mother wasn't even home, when I suddenly woke up for real.


Seriously, wow. I haven't had such an amazing dream chain in a very long time.
I really, really hope I meet both the pale suit-man and the chandelier girl again soon... I'll have to ask my boss if he knows them. They are both far too awesome to ever forget.