Well, now it's time for...
MY CRAZY DREAM!
And trust me, it's waaay crazier than a lot of the dreams you guys had :P
This was copy-pasted from my journal:
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I had the wierdest dream last night. I was in a deep gorge filled with fist-sized white rocks. On a ledge about 20 feet above me there was a deep pool of water. At the other end of the gorge there was a group of kids, who looked like some kind of gang. I couldn't tell how old they were, but they seemed to be about a foot shorter than me, and I didn't recognize any of them as someone I knew.
Somehow, I magically ended up in the pool, with some kind of face mask on. It was made of red plastic, it had a huge glass lense that I could see out of. The odd part was that there was a huge mouthpiece that held my mouth open, and it led to some kind of pipe. Even though I could see out easily, it was claustrophobic and uncormfortable. Then, I fell through the pool through some kind of water slide, with spashes of water going up the pipe into my mouth, and I couldn't breathe. I tried to pull my face away, and even though I had enough room to pull my head back, there was something keeping me from closing my mouth. I came out at the bottom of the gorge.
EDIT: I tried to remember what my arms and legs were doing at the time, and I realized that I couldn't feel my body, just my head and neck. An allusion to the "brain in a vat" theory? Also, water is associated with the subconscious mind.
I forgot the next few minutes of the dream, but I ended up going through the slide again, this time in some kind of race against one of the gang members. I won, and then the leader attacked me with a knife. I threw one of the big rocks and hit his knife-hand, but then he started throwing the rocks with his other hand, which I dodged easily. I ran back up the gorge, and then the rest is a blur- I can't remember it, but I'm pretty sure I had to go down the slide again, but came out in a completely different place.
Eventually, my dad pulled up in some kind of car (it was a pitch black night, so I couldn't tell what it was) and I got in. We were in some kind of dilapidated, filthy town full of run-down hotels that were nontheless huge (about 10 stories). There was one that was cleaner than the others- I can't remember what it was called, but its sign had a swan on it. We went in, and despite the bad light it was obviously much cleaner than the others. My dad said something about not trusting the people though, so we went back to the car. As I walked out across the parking lot, which had dozens of puddles in it, I felt like I was barefoot- I looked down to check, but I was wearing my new shoes. I told my dad that I felt the ground through my shoes, and he just said "Hmm." We got back to the car and I was somehow barefoot- my shoes just disappeared.
There was some kind of projector in the back seat putting images on the windshield, and it showed me in the pool, but without the mask, just floating there, limp, almost liked I had passed out. I said "That's where I had to beat their best time." (word for word), and then on the projection I started swimming really fast.
Next thing I knew, I was in the back seat, and I think my brother was in the passenger's seat. There was no projector, but I could still see an image of me fighting hand-to-hand with one of the gangsters hovering about a foot away from my face.
Then I was walking through the hall of my house, and all the lights were off except the ones in the bonus room (so called because it would've normally been a third car garage), and my parents and brother were sitting by the computer listening to The Hollow.
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Spooky, eh?
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