| Jun. 20th, 2009 @ 08:36 am More weird dreamings |
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I guess this LJ has turned into a weird-dreams / games / movies / anime / say-what-weirdness / slice of life blog.
I was going through my notes and found a 'weird dreams' post that I never made. So these are not from last night, but almost two months ago... but they're just as weird now as they were then.
The original post follows:
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April 30/2009
Weird dreams this morning.
See, I knew it was this morning because an hour before I had to get up, I had to get up for a bathroom break.
In that last hour I had *three* weird dreams, all running into each other.
Dream 1: Was extremely groggy and half-asleep, yet hearing and *feeling* someone in my room. Tried to yell out, "who are you?" but nothing came out. Time passes. I manage to get up and go through the house, looking for what's been done... I hear noises outside, so go check, and there's a special forces unit! It turns out they're investigating a R.A.Abercrombie-Fitch Jr, whose name means nothing to me.
"She changed her name to this," says the leader, and shows me a name, which is V-something S-something. I think it looked like Valxie Smith. In the dream this was a perfectly normal name. I also recognise it as one of the prior tenants of the house. "Oh my god," I say. "She's one of the prior tenants! Her mail kept coming to me for a while!"
The leader says something about how she's very suspicious and has done stuff with 16 bones and they're searching the house and garage for evidence.
"Ah, so this explains it," I say. "I thought I heard someone moving about in my room only a short while ago, I guess that was you guys searching through it."
He looks at me strangely. "No, that wasn't us."
My blood runs cold.
"Okay chief, we're all done," says one of the Special Forces, and they pack up and leave.
Very nervous, I walk up the stairs, dreading what I might find. I am literally only a few steps away from my room when...
Dream 2: I wake up, wondering if the hearing someone in my room was part of the previous dream or if it really happened, I'm not sure.
I hear noises outside and go check - it's the exact same Special Forces team from the previous dream.
"He's awake," says someone.
Annoyed, I walk up to the leader. "R.A.Abercrombie-Fitch Jr, who became Valxie Smith, who used to live here, and is being investigated because of suspicious dealings with 16 bones?"
"How do you know all that?"
"I *just* woke up from a dream where you told me all that."
He looks at me strangely.
Stuff happens that I can't remember exactly - I'm just standing around outside, annoyed and they do their stuff.
Then one of the guys goes into the house and suddenly the glass door slams shut! And the glass darkens to black! People swoop in towards the door, brandishing tools and implements and keys, and for some reason one of them is my coworker Ross. For some reason I now have my keys, so I open the door and we charge up the stairs. No sign of the missing guy, but there's blood on the floor! Aiee!
We look up at the ceiling and see blood dripping from the ceiling, so we charge up to the next floor and find a *big* bloodstain on the floor, but no sign of the missing guy.
Dream 3: I wake up, *again*. This time it's just a normal day, and I make my way to work...
Where things get weird. We're having an end-of-the-IT-team party, and previous members of the team have come in. A weird presentation is given, casting the boss Trevor as a knight searching for other knights, who are members of IT.
"It was during this time that one of IT's traditions started - we got our very first extremely-long-term contractor."
"Then, disaster struck!" says the narration.
A pair of dark knights enter the scene. One of them sounds suspiciously like Geoff, one of the Business Analysts. "Trevor!" he yells. "Your reign of indiscriminately hiring people on your own has come to an end!"
There's a bit of a battle, that Trevor loses.
"Sure, there's nothing against you hiring people," says the BA/dark knight, "but we need much more formalisation."
Real life: My alarm goes and I finally wake up, feeling really cold, not to mention confused, and really scared of the names R.A.Abercrombie-Fitch Jr and Valxie Smith. |
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