Ghost Hunters?

Apparently, if you have a brain or subconscious like mine and you watch a comedy before bed (In this case the big bang theory) your mind gets bored and decides to conjure up ghost hunters while you sleep.... I think it's safe to say my brain is quite.... yeah...

31st May, 2011

I was standing in a square looking up at a balcony. The square was filled with a lot of people all looking towards the balcony, eagerly waiting for the arrival of someone or something. Through the crowd I spotted someone I recognised and pushed my way through the people. I reached her and she grabbed my hand and motioned me to the alley way. We stood in the shadows as the crowd began to cheer at the appearance of a man standing on top of the balcony. She pointed down the alley way and told me to take the third door on the left. I headed down the alley way and finally reached the third door. I turned the handle slowly, the knob was freezing cold against my palm and snuck into the room. It was dark inside and I could make out the sound of sand falling to the ground in the distance. I walked up towards the light, which was streaming in from the broken roof above. A man was sprawled on the ground, he was running a comb back and forth on an old tapestry. He must have heard me approach as he yelled out. I lunged at him and he dropped the comb. I threw my weight against him, and he fell down, smacking his head on a rock. I leaned over, checked his pulse, he was out cold. I walked over to the tapestry and drew a small octagonal box from my pocket. I opened the top and sprinkled some blue sand over the tapestry. The sand ate through the image, replacing it with another.  I smiled as I gathered the residue from the ground and placed it back into the box. I left the room to meet the girl, who was waiting outside. She asked me if I got it and I handed the box to her, walking back towards the square, leaving her behind. When I reached the square the crowds were in a panic, large rocks and fire fell from the sky and people ran, those who were hit turned into zombies who mindlessly roamed the street, grabbing at people who were running the wrong way and dragging them down into a similar state. I started to run towards the safe house which was a few streets away, pushing people out of the way I dodged at the rocks which seemed to double with each one that impacted the ground.

I turned a corner and ended up in a suburban street. The streets gave off a feeling of eerie silence. A guy was walking next to me, he looked nervously around at the houses. I could feel eyes watching me, but no matter where I turned I couldn't see any. He looked at me and said "we should stock up" and I agreed. We started heading towards houses with open doors, we packed food and any other supplies we could find into bags and then moved onto the next place. Anything that was long lasting we kept, those that were perishable got left behind. The more houses we went to the more a feeling of dread and danger crept up on me. I could feel myself getting nervous as I walked from place to place. I took his hand and told him, I thought it was time we found a safe house. Somewhere we could stay and where the eyes couldn't follow. We continued to walk at a brisk pace until we reached a hedge. For some reason we decided we should climb over it, as it would be our safest bet. He gave me a boost over and I landed softly on the grass. He climbed over after me and grabbed my hand as we walked down the old stone path. We reached an iron gate which we pushed hard. The gate gave way with a creak and we headed into a large house. The house was dark inside, and while the feelings of eyes seemed to diminish as we climbed over the hedge, the house itself made me feel uneasy. We went room to room, each one identical to the one before with a simple sofa, a fire place, and pictures on the wall. Finally we came to the back door. Pushing it open we were standing in a sunny garden. There were flowers growing and garden gnomes. Despite the sunny deposition of the place I began to feel even more uneasy. We walked around the garden for a while, when one of the garden gnomes caught my attention. I bent down and looked at it. It looked exactly like the girl from before, she was even holding the box I had given her. With that I knew this place wasn't safe so I grabbed the guy by the hand and we headed for the back fence. Climbing over, I could feel vines on my legs, pulling me back. Twisting out of the grasps we fell hard onto the concrete path outside the house.

We wandered down the dark grey street until we came across a duplex. I knew this was the house that used to belong to my uncle... I also knew there wasn't something quite right about the house to begin with, but I figured it was better to stay in this house knowing, than an unknown house awaiting surprises. The door was opened when we got there, it looked almost inviting. We walked into the house. making sure to keep all the lights low.  I headed up stairs to the kitchen and placed the food in shelves. I then opened the pantry door and began pulling out blankets, a tv was playing softly in one of the rooms and I went in to turn it off. I got an eerie chill down my spine. I walked to the window and saw Grant and Jason from ghost hunters. They were investigating the house opposite us. They looked up and gave a small wave. Behind them I could see a mist forming and I pointed at it. They turned and began to chase after it. I headed down stairs to find the front door wide open. It was swinging back and forth, despite the fact that there was no wind. I walked over and slammed it shut hard. I turned the key in the door, locking it. I went back to the window to check on the boys. They seemed to be fine, doing the same thing. I heard a creak and turned to see the door open again slowly. The guy I was with came down with a large brown ottoman. He placed it against the door to stop it opening. I said, it was pointless since the door opened outwards, and he suggested putting it on the outside. I realised then doing that, would notify people of where we were. He placed it outside anyway and I started to get frustrated. I could feel darkness closing around and eyes on me. I looked at the guy and walked over to him. I kept saying this isn't what is supposed to happen. It's not meant to be this way. They're meant to be here, they’re meant to get rid of this. Why are the things in here? And the guy looked at me. His face was blank as if he wasn't sure how to respond, as if I had gone off script. I got angry at him, I threw the door open, climbed over the ottoman and walked off the porch into the dark. Then I woke Up.

Ipod

This dream... I have no words for, except that it clearly shows my dislike for all things Apple because a PC is much better!!!

27th May 2011 : Ipod

"Look at this" the girl said excitedly and she sat down next to me. Her enthusiasm was over whelming and she seemed exceptionally bubbly for the dark day out. We were sitting on a wooden bench overlooking a cul-de-sac. I thought to myself this was a really strange place to be sitting in, considering there was nothing aesthetically pleasing around. She pulled out what looked like an iPod, leaning in close to me, she pressed the button to play something. Images seemed to flash from the iPod and while I tried to look away, I couldn't bring my head to turn. I kept staring into the kaleidoscope of pictures and colours. A strange flapping sound filled my ears, drowning out everything around me as I stared mesmerised at this contraption. I felt a feeling that can only be described as floating and then the images faded. Everything disappeared and I was back sitting on the wooden bench. The iPod was in my hand and I turned to ask the girl what just happened, but she wasn't sitting next to me.

I saw myself, I suppose the only way to describe it, is as if I was looking down at the scene, and I appeared to be coloured shades of grey. The world around me seemed to take on a grey hue when my "mother" walked up towards me. She looked at me and shook her head. She tutted with that familiar click of the tongue, she smacked the iPod out of my hand and told me I was stupid. She said she had to find someone to get back what was taken from me. I got up to follow her down the dirt track to the road where the car was. I reached the end of the track and was about to step off when I felt a gush of wind and I was sitting back on the bench. I got up and tried again. The same thing happened. The mother figure told me she'd be back with help and to wait for her. She got into the car and disappeared up the road. I walked back to the bench and sat. I stared at the houses opposite me, the trees with the slight bits of dulled green seemed to sway and laugh at me. I sighed and stretched out, wondering how long this was going to take. My mind was already bored and didn't really want to spend the rest of the time sitting doing nothing. I looked at the iPod covered in dirt on the ground. I leaned over and picked it up. Sitting back up I dusted the dirt off the screen and tried to turn it on. Nothing happened.

"I told you it was awesome" Said a voice next to me. I turned and the girl was sitting next to me, she was in full colour, in fact her clothes were so bright, they almost hurt my eyes. She giggled as my eyes adjust to the brightness of her. She grabbed my hand and asked me "want to see something else even more fun??" She dragged me to my feet and pulled me towards the deserted field that was opposite the road. We stood in the middle of the field, and I looked around. Nothing but grass. I looked at her and said "I don't see anything". She giggled and said, look harder. I stared into the field, and then I noticed the grass was blue, and the colours seemed to get deeper. The wind passed through the grass, making them wave back and forth, back and forth as the colours got deeper. I rubbed my eyes and took a step back as the whole field seemed to cave in on itself and become water.

I was standing on a dock staring up a large cruise ship. Strange colours seemed to emanate off it. The girl ran ahead and up the plank onto the ship, calling for me to follow her. I walked up the plank, feeling it shift beneath my weight and onto the deck, I could see her up a head weaving through a crowd of people who were as brightly coloured as she was. She motioned me to the front deck, where she was standing peering over the side. A few people were gathered around her, standing on the rails, feeling the wind. I walked up next to them and she flashed a huge grin. She said "this is the best bit". The person next to her let go of the rails and jumped into the water, which seemed to form a pit at the bottom. Everyone seemed to be enjoying this a lot, however I noticed no one who jumped resurfaced. The girl smiled and said I had to try it; it was the only way to experience everything. I got up on the rails, I could feel my hands shaking as the wind swept upwards, daring me to jump. I can do this, I thought to myself. I closed my eyes, let go one of hand, and then I heard a scream. I opened my eyes and grabbed the railings. The scream had come from a guy standing next to the mother figure. I could make out the bench in the distance. I climbed back over and ran towards the bench. I turned and looked at the ship. The girl was still grinning but she seemed to fade, along with the ship.

I stood next to the guy, who sat me down on the bench. He told me to close my eyes and concentrate hard on the sound of his voice. I listened and felt something around me, like a heavy atmosphere. I felt a tugging within me, and then a push that threw me backwards off the bench. I opened my eyes and he was holding what looked like a long straw that was multi coloured, similar to the colours from the boat. He smiled at me and said, "It’s a good thing you didn't jump, I don't think I would have been able to get you back". I smiled, as he handed me the straw wrapped around the iPod. He told me I had to hide it and not look at it, or I wouldn't come back next time. That I would be lost.

I looked the iPod and headed into my house, looking for a place to hide it where no one would find it. The iPod seemed to hum, wanting me to watch the video. I could hear the girl’s voice in my head egging me on to watch it, to just look at it for a second. The humming grew louder and louder and I could feel my restraint slipping. Finally I found a box and threw the iPod in there. I could see the faint glow of the screen against the black in the box. The screened seem to turn over, bright colours bouncing off the box. Quickly I threw the lid on, however the light seemed to find its way along the edges of the box. I placed the box on the shelf and walked away. I could still hear the humming, I had to will myself to walk away. I turned around and the girl was standing next to the box on the shelf. She looked at me, smiled and said, "You’ll be back."

Prisoner

24th May, 2011 : Prisoner

I was standing in my backyard. Looking at the rock garden in the middle of the yard, the one with the seahorse water bowl for the birds. My dog Fenix was running around back and forth, chasing black shadows that seemed to dart from place to place. I watched the shadows dart, from one side of the yard to the next, more and more of them seemed to appear and they brought the faint sound of humming or maybe it was flapping. I watched as they met up on the fence, growing larger and larger into a shadow. I had a bad feeling about them and saw a lady in our shed out the back. Her eyes were wide with fear as she yelled for me to get inside. I watched as the shadows converged into what looked like a large silhouette of a lady, bits and pieces of shadows darting on and off. I ran for the shed, slamming the door behind me. An old lady appeared and she was dressed in black. She kept trying to open the door and the girl kept screaming for her to get away. She went to each of our windows and tried to open them, so the girl blocked them off with sticks. She kept making promises of better things, if only we would accept and join with her. She went from window to window and seemed to get bigger with each one. The shed seemed to get darker and darker inside until I couldn't see in front of me. I clutched the arm of the old couch that had been left in there as I listened to the sound of banging on all the walls. The door burst open. I could see dark clouds and it was pouring outside. I could make the shape of the old lady coming into the house... and then suddenly I was standing in front of my house. The doorbell rang and I opened the door to find a guy and two of my friends coming in. They said they needed to get to the shed, and I was confused. We walked to the backyard, but there was no path, just a gaping hole in the ground. The guy turned to me, he told me to close my eyes and concentrate hard on being at the shed. I closed my eyes and I felt him grab my hand, and someone else grabbed my other one. There was a feeling of a slight shudder that passed through me. We ended up standing outside the front of the shed. I opened the door to the shed, the old hinges creaking. The shed was a complete mess with things thrown everywhere; the girl wasn't to be found. The guy turned to me and said, that's alright you have some place else to be right now. He touched me on the shoulder, I felt a light shudder and then I was standing in a large field.

The field was covered in patches of dirt and grass and up ahead I saw tents, similar to those you'd find at a carnival. I started walking towards them. There was a newspaper stand and my picture was on it, and a story that I didn't understand. I saw a friend of mine with blonde hair walk past and I grabbed her and asked her what was going on. She smiled a sly smile and said, well since we're not really friends anymore and I needed a story, I volunteered you as the subject. She laughed as she walked away. I walked further down the path and ran into a friend of mine named "Chase". I linked my arm around him and told him he'd be my date for the fair while he waited for the girl he was in love with to work out the guy she was with was a complete loser. He laughed as we walked down the path and into the tent that was designated to us. Once inside, the tent seemed more like a large prison. It was cold and grey and had rooms that were locked up with no windows. The security men then started to bring in prisoners, and put them in different rooms. There was the sound of a fight from the back room, and I headed back there just to see a prisoner run past the door and through the window at the end of the hall. We began to chase after him down through all the people. I saw him head off between two of the tents and ran after him. I jumped and tackled him to the ground. Turning him over and taking the grey hoodie off his head, I saw the flash of the prisoner as the face staring back at me was someone else. Chase caught up with me and swore, He picked up what looked like a round coin off the ground and crushed it under his food as the guy's face distorted for a second, then returned to normal. He laughed at us, and then got up and took off. Chase and I headed back towards the main strip and started heading back for the prison. He was annoyed and I was pissed off that the prisoner had gotten the one up on us. As we walked back, a young boy and his father, both in grey hoodies passed us. The boy gave me a smile as he walked past... it unnerved me. I turned and grabbed the father. The illusion was shattered as the boy screamed and the man became the prison. He swore and kicked me hard in the stomach. Chase jumped at him, and he threw him down. I picked up a chair from the tent next to me and smacked the guy over the head, hard. The chair shattered into pieces as the prisoner fell down onto the floor. I leaned over, punched the guy hard in the face and he was unconscious. The kid stood there, watched, and then laughed. He said I'd never find the surprise they had planted and then he disappeared. I helped Chase off the ground and we carried the prisoner back to the tent. He was locked up into one of the rooms in the back, furtherest from the window this time.

I looked at Chase and said, you know there's a "surprise" in store for us, we need to work it out.  I walked through an open door and saw a large blackboard. There were pictures of it stuck there, and the newspaper story. I picked up the story and ripped it off the board. For some reason I had a flash of the guy hiding under the prison as we headed out searching for him. I looked at him and said, I have an idea. I walked into one of the rooms at the back. There was a toilet in there, but it didn't quite look like a toilet. I began pulling it, and it slowly shifted with a large squeak against the tiles. Chase grabbed the top of it and helped me pull it out of place. Underneath was a bomb. I swore. There wasn't enough time left to diffuse it, so I did the only thing I knew. I picked up the bomb and started to run. I ran past Chase, out of the prison and down passed all the people. Ahead I could see the girl from the shed in a helicopter. She gave me the thumbs up as I continued to run down away from the crowds. People kept getting in the way and I shoved them hard, not caring where they landed. There were only a few seconds left and all I could find was a large bin filled with soft toys. I tossed the bomb in there and headed in the opposite direction. A second later it exploded and I was thrown forward. I opened my eyes, I could smell fire and the stench of fabric burning. Chase was standing there, he offered me a hand and helped me up. He smiled and said 'no point dying until you've finished the last thing' and I laughed at him. I put an arm around his shoulders as he helped me back towards the carnival. The blonde showed up again, she had her camera and was dying for the story. He looked at me and smiled. He said "you know you want to". And I walked over to her. I threw her camera on the ground and shoved her up against the wall. I told her there wasn't going to be a story, not after the last thing she wrote.  She looked scared as I punched my hand against the wall next to her head. She promised to print a retraction, and to leave, and I just turned away. I could feel myself thinking, what a waste of time dealing with her. Chase caught up with me and helped me back to the tent. He sat me down on a chair and looked at me. I stared back and finally said "what?” He said, "You know you're done right?" I didn't understand. He said it again "you're done now" And then I woke up.

Bad Idea

Sometimes I have dreams, and all I can think is, seriously what the hell was that?? This is one of them because I have no explanations at all for it.

15 May, 2011 Bad Ideas

I was standing outside my grandfather's house, watching a million black crows fly across the sky and land in  the trees in the park out the front of his house, not that you could call it a park, it had dirt instead of grass and a few trees lined along the side. No one ever really played there, it was just a path between two parts of the street. The guy sitting next to me swore as more and more birds circled above turning the sky dark. He looked at me and said, "we could just burn it down, birds and all". I thought for a second, it didn't seem like the best plan, but it wasn't the worst one we had come up with either. "Alright, the gasoline's in the back" I said as he walked over and later came back with a small can. He began pouring the gas onto the bottom of the trees and grabbed a lighter from his pocket. "last chance to pull out" he said with a grin. "Let's just get it over with" I said as I turned and headed up the stairs. He tossed the lighter onto the trees and walked up the stairs after me as the flames traveled up the trees. I stood there in the golden ember, and watched the birds fall from the sky. The wind changed suddenly and the first headed towards the house. I sighed and said "Some fucking plan that was".  I ran into the house and started putting my stuff in boxes. My family began to do the same, I kept loading my stuff into boxes, handing them to the guy to put into the van parked in the driveway. More and more things seemed to pile up and I could feel the house getting warmer and warmer.

Everyone threw things in the car and headed towards the road, when my aunt started screaming about a baby she forgot to pick up. Rolling my eyes I looked at the guy from the start and he said "guess we're going back". He turned the car around and we got off, I watched as the other cars drove off. I ran towards the house, the flames getting close and closer. I threw the door open and headed through the lounge room and into the hallway joining the dining room. I turned into the spare bedroom which was a nursery, there was a strange shadow girl standing over the crib. She lifted the baby up and walked towards me. I told her to give me the baby but she wouldn't as she walked past me into the flames. I yelled, but the baby seemed unharmed and sleeping in her arms. She told me if I wanted the baby back I had to put all the food from the cabinet into her bag. I started grabbing at the food and throwing it into the bag, however the more food I put in there, the less food that seemed to be in the bag and the more on the table, I put my arms across all the food and dragged it into the bag, again everything appeared. Frustrated I pushed the cabinet hard and it fell backwards. It smashed into the wall creating a large hole. "Well now you're stuffed" the girl said as the black birds began to flock into the room. More and more of them flew into the room until I couldn't see the girl anymore. I could feel them in my hair, on my skin, everywhere. Everything went black. Then I woke up.

My Own Supernatural Episode

Every so often, I have a dream that kind of resembles a tv show and then I spend the next few days wondering if I do in fact watch too much tv. The chances are yes, I do watch too much tv, but I figure its my down time and if I want to spend that being entertained by somewhat good looking people, doing whatever, I deserve to. That said, this episode resembles kind of a Supernatural episode because the boys are in it... Although it probably has more plot holes and no reasoning.

12th May, 2011 : My Supernatural episode

I was standing outside an old two story house. The paint had faded and the house looked like nobody had bothered to take care of it in a long time. While standing out there, two boys came up behind me ( Think the Winchesters from TV’s supernatural, and no I wasn't watching it before bed, I was watching Lilo and Stitch). They started looking at the house and I was getting a weird vibe from it so we decided to go around the back. In the backyard were a few children running around at what could have been a children's birthday party if there were decorations. A little girl was sitting on the back step, staring at the children and I went up to her and asked her why she wasn't playing with the others. She looked at me and said "I have to stay here in case he gets hungry". I thought for a second then said "in case who gets hungry?" She said "the man in the house". I asked her "what does he eat?" and she held up a bloody stump. She smiled at me and said, "He likes the fingers the best but he doesn't like to waste anything". I was shocked and the boys were angry, so we told all the kids they had to leave and went into the house. The house was dark and had heaviness to it. There was dust on everything and it didn't look like a single person had been in it for a long time. I started towards the stair case and walked slow up. The boys followed, and then I stopped. I felt something strange, like a presence even though there was nothing. There was the faint sound of a baby crying in the distance. The boys moved past me and up the stairs. I could see the silhouette of an old man standing in the corner, a baby in his arms and what I imagine was blood dripping from his lips. The boys started towards him but he disappeared into the room on the right, when we got there, there was nothing. The boys said we had to burn the house down and I agreed. I moved downstairs while they poured petrol down the stairs and through the bottom room. I said they had to do the rooms upstairs, but they didn't think so and lit a match as they walked out. In the lounge room, which was right near the door, I saw a woman with deep red hair. She was standing there staring at me.  I yelled to her she had to get out when she came running at me. She grabbed at my arms and scratched them. The force of her impact knocked us both to the grown and she placed both hands on either side of my face and slammed my head down hard. Things went blurry as I kicked upwards hard and grabbed at her wrist to stop her scratching my face. I pushed her hard, rolled over and scrambled out the door while the bottom floor went up in flames. She stood at the door, flames around her, watching me. The boys stood on either side of us when one of them said "that should do it?" I asked if they were sure, and they said yes, when a girl (resembling Amy Acker) showed up behind me and said, "he's still in there" I turned to ask her who, and she said "the baby". In my hand I noticed a piece of glass, which she took from me and twister. The red head in the house twisted in agony. She said we needed to get something from one of the cities to kill the old man and save the ghost baby. We got into the car and started heading up the road, I was clutching the twisted glass in my hand when a brown chestnut horse passed us. I looked at them and said "you saw that right?" and they just nodded... the trip was relatively silent.

We came to a bridge (think the one in San Francisco) and we started to go through it. The car felt strange for a second. We came to a stop as the bridge began to lift up to let a ship go pass. The car then disappeared from around us and we were clutching onto nets, holding on for dear life, as what was below us, was nothing but black. The bridge continued to go up until it was completely straight, and we continued to hang there. I could feel myself growing tired, and the shouts not to let go, when the netting itself disappeared and we fell. It seemed like forever we felt until we landed in water. Coming up for air I noticed a large thin piece of metal on the edge, which we all climbed up onto. "Now what?" I said... one of the boys looked at me and said "first we need to get those things off you, and then we've got to find a way out of here". "What things?" I said, and looked down at myself. I was covered in... Tiny crabs only they were translucent. He began throwing them off me as I whacked hard at my arm, feeling tiny pin pricks, which I assume was them biting me. "Get them off" I yelled as I noticed they all had the same things. I hit harder and harder at my arms. They started crawling over my face until I couldn't see, but I could feel everyone around me.

Then I was standing outside the house again, it was half burned out. I clutched the piece of glass in my hand until blood trickled down. The boys were next to me, they asked me if I was ready... I walked into the house, right up to the old guy. I grabbed the baby from him, only when I looked down there was nothing there. The boys began to pour petrol everywhere along the top floor. They then grabbed out some strange powder and started spreading it throughout the house. The old guy was pissed off, he threw the baby aside and came at us, only he disappeared before he reached us. The guy who resembled Sam lit the match and threw it on the floor. The fire spread quickly, and the stairs were burned out, so they grabbed me and threw me through a window. I landed hard on the floor, they landed next to me, and we watched as the house went up in flames. In the top window I could see the old guy, I could see the red haired girl and the baby. They were just watching us, the fire wrapped around them, but they just stood, watching.

Vampire SEALS??

My burst of insomnia seems to be slowly wearing off. Yes I am getting up all the time during the night, but between the stretch between 6am and morning I'm actually getting more than an hours of sleep, which means I've actually been able to dream. This dream.. I have no words for... but vampire seals? Seriously brain? that's what you came up with? I'm beginning to think you lost you're talent at scaring me (I'm asking to be scared shitless aren't I?). I have to admit, in the dream scary... reflecting back.. not so much scare as a what the hell factor.. so here goes:

8th May, 2011: Vampire Seals

I was standing outside my house, talking to a girl. We were engrossed in conversation when a large orange cat darted between us. I rolled my eyes when a grey cat darted after it. Following the grey cat was a dark black cat with orange flecks in its fur. The black cat was named shadow and I called to it as it ran past. It stopped for a second and looked at me, then stopped in the shadow of the house. The girl asked me why I had named my cat shadow, and I told her to watch. She watched as the cat melted into the shadow of the house and disappeared completely. I smiled and said he'd be back when he wanted to, so we went inside, leaving the door slightly ajar in case he wanted to come in. I placed out some cat food on the floor and she put a movie in. We were about to start when a white cat walked in and started eating the food. Next thing I knew, Shadow appeared and jumped at the cat. He chased the cat out of the house, and I followed after him. When I went through the door, I was standing on a beach. It was grey and overcast outside. The clouds hung low in the sky and the wind was starting to pick up. A friend of mine was sitting on a rock, I walked over and sat next to her asking her what was going on. She looked at me and said the city to surf of course. It was only then I noticed there were a lot of people on the beach. She said that she was going to compete. The girl from the house showed up and sat next to me. She asked me if I was going to compete and I said no, that my friend was the athlete, I was just here for moral support.

People started to line up along the edge of the water and with a loud bang, they dived into the ice cold water and began to swim. I looked at the girl and said, I thought city to surf was about running? She laughed and said, yeah... it is, then got up and walked away. I watched as the people swam off into the distance until they were nothing more than small black dots on the horizon. I could see my friend swimming back towards me. I thought that was weird, but she seemed to be struggling against the water. Behind her a large wave was building. It was getting larger and larger until it blocked out the sun. I started to chant a spell to hold the water back; using everything I had in me to push it backwards. I held on until my friend got to shore and she screamed "Run". I pushed back with all my might and the wave fell backwards with a loud crash, water began rushing to shore and we scrambled up onto the rocks. I looked back to see a large island in the water. It was filled with creatures that, for lack of a better explanation, looked like half seals and half vampires. They had sharp teeth and dark black eyes. Their arms held large spears and their legs were the tail of a seal. That dived into the water and started heading towards us, grabbing my friend we began to run into the deserted streets. We ran down the streets until we saw a building with the door open. We ran through the door and noticed that the building was made up of hallways of doors that went up on a slant. We started running up the hallways looking for doors that were open, as we moved up more and more people seemed to be running in the same direction. For some reason I decided to turn right down a corridor and we seemed to lose a lot of people. The hallway was coming to an end and we had to decide right or left... When we got there a guy was running past and grabbed my hand and said, we've been looking for you guys, this way. He opened a door and led us up a flight of stairs. We came to a room and a few people were lined up, they were getting their names marked off and keys.

When I was at the front of the line I got sent to a guy, who looked familiar. He was looking for me in the system and kept saying I didn't exist. I looked at him and remembered him... or dream-remembered him. I asked if he had been at an event a few days before... and I remembered he was the idiot who ruined it. He got mad and told me if I wasn’t' in the system I had to leave. The guy came behind him and said you're spelling her name wrong and started playing with the system and fixed it. He handed me a key and said, careful they're coming. I started heading towards my room, knowing where it was. The guy was behind me. When I reached my door I slid the key in, and it wouldn't open. I yanked at the door harder, it still wouldn't budge. The creatures were heading up behind me, the grabbed a guy and ripped him in half... Panicked I shoved hard at the door again, nothing. The guy screamed for me to get into his room. I ran down the hall, feeling their fingers grabbing at my clothes. I leaped through the door and the door slid closed behind me. I landed hard on the floor, missing the edge of the bed by only a fraction. The creatures smashed at the door, again and again, I was surprised the door managed to stay closed for as long as it did. The guy looked at me and said, I think we're fucked. I headed for the window and smashed my hand through it. I was hoping we could climb to another room, or the ground, but there was nothing to hold onto. I looked down, we were high off the ground and I could see the creatures swarming below, waiting. I swore as a small hole emerged in the door. The hole grew and then the door burst into pieces onto the ground. The guy looked at me, a stupid grin on his face as he said "this could be fun" as he grabbed a piece of wood off the ground and attacked the creatures. Then I woke up

Flood and Crows

I would like to thank my Insomnia for kicking in once again. I hate when it does that because I don't get to dream and then I get frustrated and angry. Anyways due to my lack of sleeping, and the necessity to wake up every hour on the hour, I decided to update with an older dream.. Here we go

4th July, 2010 : Flood and Crows

I was sitting at the computer, flicking through websites when a bulletin came on the news. There was going to be a heavy rain storm that might lead to flooding. My family seemed really panicked about it and insisted on us packing our essential stuff into the car. I packed my things, slowly, while watching the sky turn a dark black. There were warnings of floods coming left right and centre. There were these huge ships that had been constructed for people to stay in during the flood "just in case". We walked outside and it had begun to rain lightly, the thunder crashing loudly in front of us. We piled into the car and started driving towards these ships. We got stuck in the mud at one point and the people around us kept looking at me funny. We got free and headed to the ships but there was no room for our car and our things. We tried all the entrances and they were all filling up slowly. Someone had placed a large ladder at the top of this huge building. People were climbing up it and into the place to get out of the storm and in hope the shelter would protect them from the rain. We got out of the car and tried to park it in the garage of the place but it was full. People were arguing and screaming at one another and we kept trying different places. We eventually came back to the building and I climbed up the ladder. I peered through the window and noticed that the room was filled with pillows and people were gathered inside it, trying to escape from the storm. By now the sky was almost black and the rain was coming down harder and harder. I told my parents to get inside and I'd find somewhere for the car. I was looking for a place but I couldn't find any, people kept stopping and looking at me, then speeding off in another direction.

 I wasn't sure what was going on until the man approached. He opened the bonnet of his car and began to attach wires to the engine. He said he had to do something to me, or something really bad would happen. Unsure I looked at my parents for help, they didn't seem to see me so I laid down in the rain, he opened up my shirt and grabbed a knife and slit down my chest, he opened my rib cage and put the ends of the wire on my heart. It shocked me once, he said it wasn't enough and did it again and again. Finally I felt like something was pulling me away from this scene. After struggling for a while, I gave in and let go of whatever I was holding on to and everything went black.

I was sitting at my computer, talking to someone on msn. They said a huge storm was coming and it would lead to floods that would wipe out a lot of people. I told them I wasn't leaving. The rain was getting heavier outside my window and I watched as the rain seeped under the crack of my door. It wasn't long before the water reached my ankles, I said goodbye to whoever I was talking to and walked out of the house. I saw a few cars speeding past and I waved my arms to get someone to stop, A car slowed down and there was a woman and a man in it, I thought they were going to help me, instead the man pulled out a gun and shot me four times. I fell to the ground and I could see my blood mixing with the water. I was trying to get up when the Man approached me again. He said he could help, I had to trust him. A pool of black ooze appeared on the floor, He said that if I wanted to live, I had to let it in me. I could see others walking the street with the ooze; they seemed to be like zombies. I could feel the ooze travelling up my leg and into the wounds, I didn’t' want it but I didn't have a choice. Then everything just stopped.

I was standing outside of my school talking to a girl. She told me I had to go home and get her a book before class started. I walked towards the park and noticed there were quite a few birds floating around. As I turned the corner I noticed a large black crow sitting on the fence. Its wings were out as if it was drying the rain from before, although nothing was wet. It called out loudly and stared into my eyes as I walked past. I felt a sharp sting in my leg and turned to see another crow, its beak embedded into my leg. I pulled it out gently and let it fly. It swooped again at me. I fell to the ground, attempting to protect myself. I looked up and there was a large black dog, its eyes red growling at me. It bit me hard on the arm and began to drag me up towards my street. When I got there, I saw the man again, Just standing there laughing at me. He asks me if I've had enough. Then there was a large crack of thunder. Then I woke up.