I'm sorry, but your analyzations sounds like fortune cookie statements. I find it best to interpret my own dreams- nobody will know the symbolism better than me.
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Interesting. I have a few others. One very explicitly scary as hell, and a few others just odd.deedee03 said:contentment and good success in your efforts and security and news from a distanceCavouku said:sounds odd since so much happened in your dream but thats what it means
1: The absolute earliest dream I remember, and my earliest memory at all. A sort of black-and-white washout of my family's car crashing. It hit a spike,a and swerved out, and this was between the gas station and corner store, right behind the house. I the car swerved violently and I saw it from movie-style angles. I saw a close up of the tire hitting the spike, and a facing-view of the swerving car, almost hitting the "camera".
I woke up, went downstairs, and asked if it was my birthday. I don't know of anything happening to me prior to that dream.
2: this is pretty straightforward, and not the scary one: A power ranger ate my foot! I'm serious, I was in the van, and there was a blue background outside, all blue. It was the blue ranger, he was outside, and his teeth were REAL! He'd gotten my foot through the half-open window and I was struggling to get away, as he was nearly EATING IT! This is more weird now, than scary, and I never held a grudge to ol' blue for it, but that may be because I think every episode of the power rangers have different rangers.
I can make more later if you'd like to psycho-evaluate me, or predict my future. No, I'm not being skeptically sarcastic, I'm kidding with you ^ ^
(The scary one is long drawn out, and I've used too much room here)
I remember having a recurring dream as a kid that I was staring out the window in my bedroom. I would see a bald eagle flying around in a blue sky, then it would swoop down and would furiously try ripping the screen off the window to get into my room. It was a weird dream.
I had one about a week ago where I go to the coffee shop and come back outside with a drink to find a petite pregnant black girl with tears in her eyes talking to people about how she's supposed to die of lung cancer because she smoked too much.
As... little sense as it made to me I'd still like to see Freud try to put that one into perspective.
As... little sense as it made to me I'd still like to see Freud try to put that one into perspective.
Nov dreams or nightmares for me! Yay! I am free frtom the oppression of the clown monster (/Werewolf)! *Does awsome victory dance*
I wish i had dreams like yours. . .skitzo van said:
My best would be that in my dream, i was in my bed and my room was filled with little elves with red eyes, there were so many you couldn't see the floor, and the eyes were glowing because it was dark
And then one of them was like "Yes, we're elves" and then they smothered me with pillows and i woke up
Well in the four months since that dream I am yet to be betrayed, or be in any serious arguments with a small group of people. I'll stick to believing the psychological explanation.deedee03 said:thats an easy oneCrofty said:
Last night I had a dream;
I was playing basketball with some people, I can't remember who though. Then these lights popped up on the walls and all other lights were off, then this fire alarm sound sounded twice. Someone said "If it beeps three times, we have to get out of here." It beeped again, we all ran to the fire exit. Then I woke up, while I was trying to get to the door.
I was playing basketball with some people, I can't remember who though. Then these lights popped up on the walls and all other lights were off, then this fire alarm sound sounded twice. Someone said "If it beeps three times, we have to get out of here." It beeped again, we all ran to the fire exit. Then I woke up, while I was trying to get to the door.
Here are two for you:
It started kind of odd. I'm iin a fairly non-descript house (everyday suburbia), by myself, just doing basic house stuff. I here a small squeaking noise, and I go to investigate. On the side of the counter is this tiny little woman scampering up the side of my counter! I pluck off the side an put her in my hand. She is absolutly tiny - and absolutely stunning as well. An apt description of her would be akin to that of Din from LoZ wouldn't be far off. If Din looked slightly more human, was 4 inches tall, with a white leotard-thing on, and had E-Cup (American E-Cup) breasts.
Though I did question as to why, how, etc. of her existance and being in my house, the answer is too fussy to remember, save that her name was Eva. Suffice to say, it satisified me, and with my new house member, I went about life (taking care not to squish). After a few days, while sleeping, I hear this terrible scream from next me, where the little bed she has been sleeping in is. Next thing I know, I have a full-sized version of Eva next to me, blushing, clutching my blanket to her presumably now very nekked self, and trying to explain fervently what happened. I can't recall my answer, nor the explaination, but it did end with me fetching robe and some of my clothes for her. The last thing I remember is lying back down in bed, and wathcing her almost immediately falling back asleep, but now clinging to me like to world's biggest teddy bear.
The next few days are blur, though a blur now filled with my now full-sized....friend. The last thing I remember in the dream is sitting down for dinner, and Eva was getting all....heavy with suggestions, when the light cuts out, I feel tremendous whack on the head, and barely regain enough vision in time to see some....girl, maybe(?).......carrying off a screaming Eva.
I tried to get up and do something, but the dream just kind of...ended.
And the other:
It begins with me being knocked out, and presumably kidnapped. I wake in a clean, sterile looking white room (the room from the beginning of Portal wouldn't be a far cry from this), with some entertainment stuff and living stuff in it. (TVs a 360 or two, a rather large bed, some couches) In though a door in the wall comes this outrageously hot woman in a lab techincian's outfit. Chest like the mountains themselves, etc. As close to perfection as you can get, I suppose.
I quickly ask her standard issue "Just been kidnapped and woke up in strange place" questions, to which she replies "Don't worry, nothing bad is going on. We just need to preform some tests. Tests which we think you'll enjoy very much. Very sensual tests."
At this, a screen opens up in the wall behind me, and behind are some very, very hot women, sans clothing, standing there looking at me like I'm the nexgt big course.
So far, so good, right? Wrong.
Next, lab lady takes out what looks like the devil's own tuning fork. Seriously, jagged ass, sharp as hell, electricity running up and down it. Not fun looking toy. I ask what it's for. She replies "Well, we have to do some sensitivity tests first.....". I demand to know where she intends to put it. "Well....into your rect..." I cut her off with an F-Bomb. I tell her she can go to hell, and thaat is an exit only, not an entrance.
She looked pissed. "Well, we have to, and if you won't cooperate, we'll just just have to make you." I ask "We?". At this, she pushes a button on her wistband thingy, and suddenly two burly-ass looking guards with an assualt rifle and a shotgun comes barreling in the door. At the sight of this, I did something rather...odd. Rather than surrender, I instead kik the doctor in the chest, hard enough to knock her into the guard with assault rifle, knocking him over, and tossing his assault rifle chest-high into the air. I grab the rifle shot the shotgun guard down, and then put a few rounds in the downed guard and doctor. Grabbing the shotgun, I haul ass out into the hallways outside the room.
Even though you really don't have what seems like a sense of time while dreaming, for the next fifteen minutes there was a running gunfight between me and the guards. Lots bullets, explosions, dead guards, etc. Epic stuff, I know. Finally, I reach what I assume is the Securty Office. Inside is one old, hippy looking guard. Without saying anything, I just kick the dude in the head, smashing it into a console screen, breaking it, and causing him a rather nasty head wound. Typing something in on a console, I open what seems to be the remaining doors. I book it for the entrance.
However, in the little foyer before I get out, I find the girls from my room from earlier. Now clad in skintight battle armor, with some weird triangle looking emblem on it, weilding various weapons, including an RPG. After some sexually charged banter, I just drop the pre-texts and shot three of them dead before they can move, inlcuding RPG lady. The next one charges me, bu slap in her her (literally), then use the shotgun to urn her into a fine red mist. The next tries the same with what looks like a combat knife, but she meets the business end of my foot and the shotgun blast to the belly. The final one attempts to pick up the RPG, but, after some cheesy one-liner, she catches a bullet in the eye.
I make my way outside. Its kind of forest-y, with a city very obviously nearby, due to the noise. However, a new noise greets me, along with a new sight - helicopter gunships. Yes, gunships. I take off through the forest gunships in pursuit. I reach what looks like highway, and sneak up an On-Ramp to the top. The gunships, still look in the forest, are close enough to the highway.....I leap.
I land on the wing of one. I crawl forward, take out the shotgun, and blow the pilot away. I quickly hop in the spiraling gunship, and gun down the remaining, confused gunships. I make for the city.
At the outskirts of the city I spot a woman standing in the middle of the street. She has the same armor as the chick from earlier. However, as I approach, she goes all......demonic, and changes into some half-nude, half-demon, all pissed devil woman, covered in some weird-ass black armor. She picks up a whole, four-story building and throws it at me. I dive out f the gunship. Somehow I survive the fall, and don't get crushed by debris either. I take off through the city.
She chases me telling me all sorts of stuff she wants to do to me. Finally, she nails me with a large chunk of....something, and I go down. Dazed and wounded, she stands there, looking all....demonically hot'n'bothered. Then, suddenly, she is hit by something, and is literally blastes to pieces. A tank rolls by, followed by some soldiers and gunships, some FAVs etc. A soldiers runs over to me, while shouts of "There they are! Take'em out" and explosions and gunfire are heard. As the soldier reaches me, I black out.
I wake up in what appears to be a hospital room. Lying in the bed, I'm groggy and sore, but otherwise alive. In walks this absolutely gorgeous female doctor. She asks me how I feel, and then tells me that they're going to do some tests to see how I'm doing and when I can be released. She bends over to reach for something, and I catch a glimpse of her neck - a tattoo of the same triangle emblem as on the uniforms of the deceased women from earlier.
I woke up after that.
It started kind of odd. I'm iin a fairly non-descript house (everyday suburbia), by myself, just doing basic house stuff. I here a small squeaking noise, and I go to investigate. On the side of the counter is this tiny little woman scampering up the side of my counter! I pluck off the side an put her in my hand. She is absolutly tiny - and absolutely stunning as well. An apt description of her would be akin to that of Din from LoZ wouldn't be far off. If Din looked slightly more human, was 4 inches tall, with a white leotard-thing on, and had E-Cup (American E-Cup) breasts.
Though I did question as to why, how, etc. of her existance and being in my house, the answer is too fussy to remember, save that her name was Eva. Suffice to say, it satisified me, and with my new house member, I went about life (taking care not to squish). After a few days, while sleeping, I hear this terrible scream from next me, where the little bed she has been sleeping in is. Next thing I know, I have a full-sized version of Eva next to me, blushing, clutching my blanket to her presumably now very nekked self, and trying to explain fervently what happened. I can't recall my answer, nor the explaination, but it did end with me fetching robe and some of my clothes for her. The last thing I remember is lying back down in bed, and wathcing her almost immediately falling back asleep, but now clinging to me like to world's biggest teddy bear.
The next few days are blur, though a blur now filled with my now full-sized....friend. The last thing I remember in the dream is sitting down for dinner, and Eva was getting all....heavy with suggestions, when the light cuts out, I feel tremendous whack on the head, and barely regain enough vision in time to see some....girl, maybe(?).......carrying off a screaming Eva.
I tried to get up and do something, but the dream just kind of...ended.
And the other:
It begins with me being knocked out, and presumably kidnapped. I wake in a clean, sterile looking white room (the room from the beginning of Portal wouldn't be a far cry from this), with some entertainment stuff and living stuff in it. (TVs a 360 or two, a rather large bed, some couches) In though a door in the wall comes this outrageously hot woman in a lab techincian's outfit. Chest like the mountains themselves, etc. As close to perfection as you can get, I suppose.
I quickly ask her standard issue "Just been kidnapped and woke up in strange place" questions, to which she replies "Don't worry, nothing bad is going on. We just need to preform some tests. Tests which we think you'll enjoy very much. Very sensual tests."
At this, a screen opens up in the wall behind me, and behind are some very, very hot women, sans clothing, standing there looking at me like I'm the nexgt big course.
So far, so good, right? Wrong.
Next, lab lady takes out what looks like the devil's own tuning fork. Seriously, jagged ass, sharp as hell, electricity running up and down it. Not fun looking toy. I ask what it's for. She replies "Well, we have to do some sensitivity tests first.....". I demand to know where she intends to put it. "Well....into your rect..." I cut her off with an F-Bomb. I tell her she can go to hell, and thaat is an exit only, not an entrance.
She looked pissed. "Well, we have to, and if you won't cooperate, we'll just just have to make you." I ask "We?". At this, she pushes a button on her wistband thingy, and suddenly two burly-ass looking guards with an assualt rifle and a shotgun comes barreling in the door. At the sight of this, I did something rather...odd. Rather than surrender, I instead kik the doctor in the chest, hard enough to knock her into the guard with assault rifle, knocking him over, and tossing his assault rifle chest-high into the air. I grab the rifle shot the shotgun guard down, and then put a few rounds in the downed guard and doctor. Grabbing the shotgun, I haul ass out into the hallways outside the room.
Even though you really don't have what seems like a sense of time while dreaming, for the next fifteen minutes there was a running gunfight between me and the guards. Lots bullets, explosions, dead guards, etc. Epic stuff, I know. Finally, I reach what I assume is the Securty Office. Inside is one old, hippy looking guard. Without saying anything, I just kick the dude in the head, smashing it into a console screen, breaking it, and causing him a rather nasty head wound. Typing something in on a console, I open what seems to be the remaining doors. I book it for the entrance.
However, in the little foyer before I get out, I find the girls from my room from earlier. Now clad in skintight battle armor, with some weird triangle looking emblem on it, weilding various weapons, including an RPG. After some sexually charged banter, I just drop the pre-texts and shot three of them dead before they can move, inlcuding RPG lady. The next one charges me, bu slap in her her (literally), then use the shotgun to urn her into a fine red mist. The next tries the same with what looks like a combat knife, but she meets the business end of my foot and the shotgun blast to the belly. The final one attempts to pick up the RPG, but, after some cheesy one-liner, she catches a bullet in the eye.
I make my way outside. Its kind of forest-y, with a city very obviously nearby, due to the noise. However, a new noise greets me, along with a new sight - helicopter gunships. Yes, gunships. I take off through the forest gunships in pursuit. I reach what looks like highway, and sneak up an On-Ramp to the top. The gunships, still look in the forest, are close enough to the highway.....I leap.
I land on the wing of one. I crawl forward, take out the shotgun, and blow the pilot away. I quickly hop in the spiraling gunship, and gun down the remaining, confused gunships. I make for the city.
At the outskirts of the city I spot a woman standing in the middle of the street. She has the same armor as the chick from earlier. However, as I approach, she goes all......demonic, and changes into some half-nude, half-demon, all pissed devil woman, covered in some weird-ass black armor. She picks up a whole, four-story building and throws it at me. I dive out f the gunship. Somehow I survive the fall, and don't get crushed by debris either. I take off through the city.
She chases me telling me all sorts of stuff she wants to do to me. Finally, she nails me with a large chunk of....something, and I go down. Dazed and wounded, she stands there, looking all....demonically hot'n'bothered. Then, suddenly, she is hit by something, and is literally blastes to pieces. A tank rolls by, followed by some soldiers and gunships, some FAVs etc. A soldiers runs over to me, while shouts of "There they are! Take'em out" and explosions and gunfire are heard. As the soldier reaches me, I black out.
I wake up in what appears to be a hospital room. Lying in the bed, I'm groggy and sore, but otherwise alive. In walks this absolutely gorgeous female doctor. She asks me how I feel, and then tells me that they're going to do some tests to see how I'm doing and when I can be released. She bends over to reach for something, and I catch a glimpse of her neck - a tattoo of the same triangle emblem as on the uniforms of the deceased women from earlier.
I woke up after that.
I don't agree with the second interpretation, as I don't gossip at all, but the first one seems like it could be hitting the nail on the head. Thanks. Very interesting...deedee03 said:
I got another one for you if you're interested:
The first one was probably a cynch for you, but how about this!
I've been having a recurring nightmare for over 10 years set in a survival horror kind of tone about escaping unrelenting hordes of zombies. Sometimes I'm able to survive until I wake up. Other times, I"m not so lucky. The dream varies in some of the background characters and scenery from time to time but it typically involves me holed up in my current residence and trying to survive the onslaught. The doors are barricaded and there is plenty of food around and water, but sometimes the doors don't hold and the get inside. Additionally, any of my sleeping partners over the past few years has been able to tell me when I've had the dream as well as I engage in somniloquy (spelling?) during this dream state.
Only once or twice I actually saved the entire world from this zombified horde, as for some reason I had some kind of electro-telepathy power...
Thanks in advance.
Forgive me for my cynicism, but I think it's been fairly thoroughly established that the reading of dreams is a ridiculous, fanciful, lie, which any sane person could recognise as being such.deedee03 said:Anyone have a dream they would like to have me read-just explain the dream the best you can adding colors and objects such as ice or a car
It's a ridiculous practise, to be quite frank.
One of my dreams has stuck with me for years
It's late at night and I'm in this empty carnival, in front of me is a fortune telling machine so I put some coins I have in my pocket into the machine. My fortune comes out as blank, after a few seconds the word "Decide" appears and with that, the carnival begins to rust and fade away into dust, everything goes black after that. When I wake up I see a mirror, as I look at my reflection, one half of me has turned angelic looking while the other has turned demonic. Wit that the words "Decide" echo through my mind until they turn deafening and then I wake up
It's late at night and I'm in this empty carnival, in front of me is a fortune telling machine so I put some coins I have in my pocket into the machine. My fortune comes out as blank, after a few seconds the word "Decide" appears and with that, the carnival begins to rust and fade away into dust, everything goes black after that. When I wake up I see a mirror, as I look at my reflection, one half of me has turned angelic looking while the other has turned demonic. Wit that the words "Decide" echo through my mind until they turn deafening and then I wake up
Strangest dream two nights ago. Here's how it begins:
A girl who looks like Isabell or whoever from twilight is driving around in a red car. There is a black car next to her. The guy inside it has blond curly hair that is kind of like a short, loose Afro, and goes into, I guess, points on two sides. He has glasses. So, somehow, the cars both crash. Isabell lives. Blondy does not. From my understanding, Isabell-esque girl can see the undead, demons, ghosts, and anything supernatural. She goes to Blondy's funeral, which is in a garden with a black gate around it on top of a hill, and sits under a barren tree. Then Blondy without glasses and with sharp teeth and blood around his mouth appears. He sits in front of his stone, of the soil bed where his body was, (no coffin, mind you.) and keeps calling Isabell-esque girl "Girly." He said something like "It's all yours, Girly." or "You see me, doncha Girly?" at the end, I think before I wake up that "the undead don't have a choice." This was the girl thinking it, I only heard it, or something... I dunno, it's one messed up dream.
My recurring dream:
I'm a kid of 4. In my bed. the clock says 10:00, always ten. I'm laying in my bed that has blue sheets and a pillow blue pillow case. One is a normal pillow, the other is memory foam. I'm on the left side facing the entrance to the hallway, looking into the bathroom across the hall that has a mirror. I do nothing. I lay there. Then I hear quickened footsteps. Loud ones. into my room walks none other than E.T, who then jumps on my bed and tackles me. Then I wake up, thinking "what the heck?" This was only recurring when I was 3-6. When I hit about seven, it stopped.
A girl who looks like Isabell or whoever from twilight is driving around in a red car. There is a black car next to her. The guy inside it has blond curly hair that is kind of like a short, loose Afro, and goes into, I guess, points on two sides. He has glasses. So, somehow, the cars both crash. Isabell lives. Blondy does not. From my understanding, Isabell-esque girl can see the undead, demons, ghosts, and anything supernatural. She goes to Blondy's funeral, which is in a garden with a black gate around it on top of a hill, and sits under a barren tree. Then Blondy without glasses and with sharp teeth and blood around his mouth appears. He sits in front of his stone, of the soil bed where his body was, (no coffin, mind you.) and keeps calling Isabell-esque girl "Girly." He said something like "It's all yours, Girly." or "You see me, doncha Girly?" at the end, I think before I wake up that "the undead don't have a choice." This was the girl thinking it, I only heard it, or something... I dunno, it's one messed up dream.
My recurring dream:
I'm a kid of 4. In my bed. the clock says 10:00, always ten. I'm laying in my bed that has blue sheets and a pillow blue pillow case. One is a normal pillow, the other is memory foam. I'm on the left side facing the entrance to the hallway, looking into the bathroom across the hall that has a mirror. I do nothing. I lay there. Then I hear quickened footsteps. Loud ones. into my room walks none other than E.T, who then jumps on my bed and tackles me. Then I wake up, thinking "what the heck?" This was only recurring when I was 3-6. When I hit about seven, it stopped.
i have recurring dreams of myself (though i look completeley different) in a wasteland destroyed buildings and dead bodies everywhere, a war between the few survivors and some things deamonic and shadow or ust ravaging beasts it depends but their of the same force, i lead a small warband and run a small destroyed town the dreams often span over ridiculous amounts of time sometimes even years though through all the battles people lost territories claimed and allies gained it all ends in the same way.
charging forth at front of the warband we siege a small hellblasted site what looks like it used to be a small military outpost, shotgun in hand i stand on top of a mound with 5 others firing off into a aproaching horde barely surviving the onslaught we push forward filled with fury destroying the deamonic mutants eventually we regroup with the rest of our allies and charge forward i kick down the a door leading into a a warehouse type building.
As soon as im in there im alone the doors shut behind me and become un-openable, the walls are covered in blood but the floor is covered in leaves, in the center of the room is a stone pedastal with silver music box atop it unopened its emitting a haunting a lullaby the room is lit with a pale blue light and a black cloaked figure stands next to the pedastal, it beckons me over in a soft female voice, once i reach the pedastal it steps to the side and says "Open the box, this future is determined but you can save what remains but to do so you must open the box" Then i place my hand on the box and open it once i do my vision goes black and the same femal voice says something i cant understand sounds kind of like "sar nanstak lowleekum" then theres some sort of scream and i wake up, I hate these dreams and i need to know whats causing them to stop it, i get scared half to death bones broken shot stabbed and set on fire also on a side note im actually rather surprised on how well my brain can simulate getting shot being set on fire and having bones broken.
charging forth at front of the warband we siege a small hellblasted site what looks like it used to be a small military outpost, shotgun in hand i stand on top of a mound with 5 others firing off into a aproaching horde barely surviving the onslaught we push forward filled with fury destroying the deamonic mutants eventually we regroup with the rest of our allies and charge forward i kick down the a door leading into a a warehouse type building.
As soon as im in there im alone the doors shut behind me and become un-openable, the walls are covered in blood but the floor is covered in leaves, in the center of the room is a stone pedastal with silver music box atop it unopened its emitting a haunting a lullaby the room is lit with a pale blue light and a black cloaked figure stands next to the pedastal, it beckons me over in a soft female voice, once i reach the pedastal it steps to the side and says "Open the box, this future is determined but you can save what remains but to do so you must open the box" Then i place my hand on the box and open it once i do my vision goes black and the same femal voice says something i cant understand sounds kind of like "sar nanstak lowleekum" then theres some sort of scream and i wake up, I hate these dreams and i need to know whats causing them to stop it, i get scared half to death bones broken shot stabbed and set on fire also on a side note im actually rather surprised on how well my brain can simulate getting shot being set on fire and having bones broken.
This is a recurring dream I've had (hence the length and detail), but the last time I had it, I was changing the ending.
In the dream, I attend a really, really strict school. The slightest infraction gets the students awarded with a "red card". The student then has to take this Red Card to this strange creepy dungeon place, and spend the night there, as punishment. The dungeon is filled with these horrible monsters that look like strange mixes between ferrets and badgers. They have massively big, purple teeth, and if you get bitten three times, you die. The first and second bites make you progresssively ill. So sometimes students die in the dungeon.
Anyways. Whilst I'm at the school, I'm at a lunch table with a load of new students, who are misbehaving. They all get issued with Red Cards. Most of them I don't care about, but for some reason its really important to me that one of them, a girl called Kaelyn (I don't know anybody called Kaelyn IRL), doesn't die.
So I go to the creepy dungeon place, and convince the caretaker (a grumpy old woman) to let me in to rescue Kaelyn. Whilst I'm at the caretakers place, Kaelyn's cat (who is kinda like a familiar or something, I think) appears, and really wants to find her again. The cat is called Sappho. So the caretaker takes me and Sappo down the the first level of the dungeon (I think there is three levels, and it is very Oblivion-style looking). Soon after entering the dungeon, we get attacked by one of the monsters. I get bitten (in the butt ( ;_; )), and Sappho runs away. Also, when the monsters bite you, they leave their teeth behind (like a bee-sting, I guess).
Anyway, not much really happens, because the dream kinda fast-forwards until I reach the end. As I'm approaching where Kaelyn is, I find Sappho dead, having been killed by the ferret/badger monsters. I find Kaelyn, who has been bitten twice but is still alive. Thats where the dream ends.
HOWEVER, the last time I had the dream, I knew how it ended as I was having it, so I was careful to not let Sappho run away the first time we were attacked. I was keeping her alive, and it felt really important that Sappho not die before we reached Kaelyn... but the dream ended before I could find out what changed, because the phone rang.
There. Interpret that, pl0x.
In the dream, I attend a really, really strict school. The slightest infraction gets the students awarded with a "red card". The student then has to take this Red Card to this strange creepy dungeon place, and spend the night there, as punishment. The dungeon is filled with these horrible monsters that look like strange mixes between ferrets and badgers. They have massively big, purple teeth, and if you get bitten three times, you die. The first and second bites make you progresssively ill. So sometimes students die in the dungeon.
Anyways. Whilst I'm at the school, I'm at a lunch table with a load of new students, who are misbehaving. They all get issued with Red Cards. Most of them I don't care about, but for some reason its really important to me that one of them, a girl called Kaelyn (I don't know anybody called Kaelyn IRL), doesn't die.
So I go to the creepy dungeon place, and convince the caretaker (a grumpy old woman) to let me in to rescue Kaelyn. Whilst I'm at the caretakers place, Kaelyn's cat (who is kinda like a familiar or something, I think) appears, and really wants to find her again. The cat is called Sappho. So the caretaker takes me and Sappo down the the first level of the dungeon (I think there is three levels, and it is very Oblivion-style looking). Soon after entering the dungeon, we get attacked by one of the monsters. I get bitten (in the butt ( ;_; )), and Sappho runs away. Also, when the monsters bite you, they leave their teeth behind (like a bee-sting, I guess).
Anyway, not much really happens, because the dream kinda fast-forwards until I reach the end. As I'm approaching where Kaelyn is, I find Sappho dead, having been killed by the ferret/badger monsters. I find Kaelyn, who has been bitten twice but is still alive. Thats where the dream ends.
HOWEVER, the last time I had the dream, I knew how it ended as I was having it, so I was careful to not let Sappho run away the first time we were attacked. I was keeping her alive, and it felt really important that Sappho not die before we reached Kaelyn... but the dream ended before I could find out what changed, because the phone rang.
There. Interpret that, pl0x.
yeah well.....ive never seen a curlycrouton so neeeercurlycrouton said:Forgive me for my cynicism, but I think it's been fairly thoroughly established that the reading of dreams is a ridiculous, fanciful, lie, which any sane person could recognise as being such.deedee03 said:Anyone have a dream they would like to have me read-just explain the dream the best you can adding colors and objects such as ice or a car
It's a ridiculous practise, to be quite frank.