Monster

Sometimes in life, I sit and say to myself, why would you do that when you know it's stupid.. Apparently dream me has the same stupidity in her... This dream I have no idea about, all I know is, Freddy Kruegar doesn't stand a chance against my mind.

27th July, 2011: Monsters

I was waiting for a friend to pick me up, and I could feel that feeling of dread creeping up inside my stomach. I knew this was a bad idea, but for some reason, I figured I had already committed to it so I should go along with it. This definitely wasn’t my brightest idea. The car pulled up and I got in. I said hi to the guy sitting next to me and we drove to a café. I got out and we sat and had a coffee, catching up. He told me he had just broken up with his girlfriend and I asked what happened. He launched into the story and I promptly tuned out to, looking at the people around me. I realised it was getting late and asked him to drop me home.  He got a strange look on his face and then walked to the car. Instead of taking the right turn, he turned left into a dark street which was surrounded simply by dirt. I assumed this was a construction site, and dream me knew I’d been here before, and nothing good ever came from here.  I looked at him, and his face seemed darker. He started giving me the, I didn’t invite you to coffee as a friend speech and that he would get what he wanted. I hated when people got like this, I could feel the hatred building mixed slightly with fear. I grasp my bag harder in my right hand, opened the door while the car was moving, and jumped out. I started heading back towards the lights on the road. He came after me, grabbing at my legs and tripping me over. I kicked hard and felt my foot connect with his face. I heard him swear as I scrambled up and ran towards the street. I dodged the cars and landed in a square which was filled with stalls and small carts selling food. I ran through there, asking for someone to help me, but not many people seemed to notice I was standing there. Across the square I could see the guy; he was just standing there, watching me, a strange smile on his face. I turned down an alley way and ran into a girl, someone I thought I knew.  I quickly explained to her what had happened and she told me we had to go out there. We went into the crowd, behind me a small group of people were building. He was standing there, a small group surrounding him as well. He walked up to me and grabbed at my wrist. What I imagine to be a shooting pain went through arm, and I lashed out hard. He kicked me in the ribs, still holding onto my wrist. One of the girls behind me got angry and charged at him. Soon enough there was fighting going on everywhere. Frustrated at feeling weak, I lashed out, hard, my fist connecting with the side of his jaw. He let go of my wrist and I kicked him hard in the stomach. He slumped over; I brought my first down hard on his skull. There was a loud noise as my fist connected with his head, and then he slumped to the ground, passed out. My arms were killing me and before I knew it I was sitting on the side of a fountain being checked over. The paramedic checking me over informed me I had a broken wrist and bruised ribs and I probably shouldn’t do anything strenuous. Then he smiled at me and said, “we both know that won’t happen though…”

After the attack my friends insisted on taking me to see a psychologist. We walked into the office and the three of us had a joint session. We each got to take a turn discussing an issue, none of which actually had anything to do with the events that had just occurred. I sighed, listening to my friend talk about her problems, using up pretty much all the time since she was self-centred like that. After we finished the psych told us she’d like to see us all again, and I told her that wouldn’t be happening since I was getting on a flight in a few days to go home. She handed me a card “just in case” and we headed out the door. The place we were in was dark and the trees seemed to cling to the night air. They were all bare so I assumed it must have been winter, even if it didn’t feel that cold. A strange smell seemed to drift across the breeze and I got another bad feeling in my stomach.  The parking lot was completely secluded and my friend gave me a look which translated to, can we just get on with this I’m tired. She walked over to the car and stuck her key in the door, only to have Freddy Kruegar appear behind her and cut her arm off. She screamed as he stabbed her with his knives. I sighed for a second, thinking this couldn’t be happening and walked over to a tree. Hanging from one of the branches was a machete. I picked it up and walked over to Kruegar. I took a swing and beheaded him, laughing to myself at how my head was probably too scary for him to handle. I kicked his head aside and looked to my other friend. I handed her the car keys and told her to get out of there because something worse was coming. I watched as the trail of blood from Kruegar’s beheaded body appeared to move towards the trees. I sighed and had an awful feeling that whatever was coming next, I probably wouldn’t be able to beat. From the trees came a large man, if that’s what you could call it. He had no mouth, just eyes that seemed to fixate on something and destroy it. He was two, maybe three times taller than me, and made completely of muscle. He pushed trees over as if they were nothing more than a tooth pick sitting up in the dirt. He came at me and tossed me aside. I hit the tree to the left of me hard, landing on my wrist which still hadn’t healed properly.  It went into the house and I could hear people screaming, and I knew right then and there, there was nothing I could do to stop this thing. Getting onto my bike I started to ride down the back streets, heading for a friend’s place who I was hoping would be able to help me. I got a call and I took it as I was riding, avoiding the obstacles which seemed to appear. I could hear the creature coming behind me, knocking over houses as it went, however I couldn’t hear any screams... it was as if the world had gone silent or everyone disappeared. My friend told me I needed to get to his as soon as I could, otherwise there would be little hope left. The creature was getting closer and closer, until it swiped at my back wheel, sending the bike from underneath me sprawling across the road. I landed hard with a thump and rolled along the pavement. I heard a swear word as my friend came out with a rocket launcher and launched one at the creature’s face. I got up and scrambled over to where he was, only to find myself staring face to face with a smaller version of the creature in his place. The creature spoke that I had to hurry, however I stared at what used to be my friend confused. The creature lunged again, throwing the smaller one against the road, spikes began to appear leading up to the smaller creature until it was impaled. I grabbed the spike protruding from the creature’s chest; it burned my hand as I touched it. Without so much as a flicker, I ran at the creature, sticking the spike into its leg. It hit the floor, hard, making everything shake. Large holes began to appear along the road, and I ran in an attempt not to fall in. Unfortunately I was too slow to get there and the floor caved beneath me. Grabbing onto the edge as I fell I clung on with all my strength to avoid the dark black that awaited me below. The blood from the creatures leg seemed to crawl towards me, slow at first, and then gaining more and more speed the closer it got. I didn’t want it touching me so I tried to move my hands, however I had little choice. I was either going to have to find out what happened if it got to me, or fall into the darkness. The blood reached my hand and began to sting my wrist where the breakage was. It was ice cold and my hand instantly reacted to get away. I could feel myself falling, but there was no point, the blood was on me and was wrapping itself around me. I could feel the cold against my bruised rib. It seemed to feel better against it; however I couldn’t shake the feeling of disgust as it encompassed me. I seemed to fall faster for a second, and then I slowed to a float. Reaching the bottom there was darkness around me and I peered into it, for the first time that day, unafraid. I could see red eyes looking back at me and I walked towards it. I could hear voices telling me to stop, the guy who attacked me, the self-centred girl, the psychologist, the friend and a thousand others I could barely make out. But I didn’t listen. I walked into the darkness, following only the red eyes I could make out. And then I woke up.

Spy Games

This is a dream I had last night... It's pretty long but it was kind of one of those dreams where.. part 1 would happen, then i'd wake up to something, then part two would follow on etc. Since I have no idea what the dream is about, i'm going to call it

23rd April 2011, Spy Games

I was standing at my grandfather's house on the balcony. It was dark outside and only a yellow full moon hung in the air, hidden by the trees that grew wild in the old deserted dirt park, a guy came up behind me, he put his arm around my waste and smiled. He asked if I was ready for this, and I looked up at him for a second, sighed and said, "yeah of course, work never sleeps does it?" He looked up at the sky for a second and then said "no it doesn't". I took a final breath of the night air as I walked down the stair case into the dark. He followed me almost silently. I let my eyes adjust to the darkness and the sounds of the night, looking for movement on behind the trees. I started to see shadows move between the trees, slightly then faster and faster. I braced myself as more and more of them appeared and moved out of the dark into the light. We were surrounded by men and women dressed in black. Their eyes were red, and they were staring us down. My hand formed a fist, as I stood my ground. He whispered into my ear "ready?", I flashed him a quick smile and said "always" as I grabbed the person closest to me and punched them in the face. The staggered backwards and the rest of the group advanced. I kicked the guy in the knee that was to my right, as I grabbed a hold of the collar of the guy on my left and hit him in the face. I could feel their hands on me, grabbing at my arms, as I kicked out harder and swung my fists, connecting with whoever was closest to me. The fight seemed to go on for a while, a pile of bodies laid at our feet. until there were only a few left. One of them grabbed me around my throat. I kicked them hard in the knee, they stumbled as I positioned my hands around their throat, squeezing harder and harder until the passed out. I dropped them on top of the pile and stood in the darkness. A strange light seemed to come from the bodies. and one by one their eyes opened. I helped them up one by one, and saw the confusion in their eyes. "It’s alright" I said, "It's time for you to go home" As they walked away from the lawn. The one who had their hands around my throat stopped and stared at me. Looked right into me... their eyes a faint colour of red and black mixed together. It smiled and said "til next time then?" And walked off into the night. The guy stood by my side, he looked at me for a second. My body ached and I could feel bruises forming on my arms and legs. He sighed and said "well that was a fun way to spend a night". I smiled as my phone rang. A voice on the other line said "I need you at the place". I sighed, Looked at the guy, who nodded and we got into the car.

We were standing in front of a set of elevators. It had a pad on the front with a hand scanner to let people in. I was trying to decide how best to get in when a girl appeared. She had hair black hair pulled up in a bun and black framed glasses on. She walked over. swiped her card and placed her hand on the scanner. I approached her from behind, silently. When the doors opened I pushed her in and we went in after her. I grabbed the card from her hand, and told her to punch in the code to take us down. She stood there, so I placed a gun behind her back and told her to do it now. She punched in 33 then a # symbol followed by a button with no symbol on it. The elevator creaked as it went down, fast. When we got to the bottom. I used the end of the gun and smacked her on the back of the head, she passed out as I stepped over her body. I grabbed her glasses and straightened my dress. I turned to the guy who gave me a grin and told me to take the right hallway, as he took the left. I walked down the hallway, taking in what I was seeing. A few rooms on either side, with nothing but computers and a few desks. A couple of people walked past me, they didn't seem to notice. To the left of me was a card swipe leading to a door. I took the card I had taken from the girl and swiped it. The door slid open, and inside I saw the girl from the park, her eyes a darker shade of red, but still had bits of black in it. She looked at me, screeched loudly, the sound hurting my ears and making my body shiver as she lunged at me. Quickly, I stepped back and ran for the elevators. An alarm bell rang out through the facility as I ran down the hallway. The guy met me there, waiting at the elevator. I punched I swiped the card, and quickly keyed in the code to the elevator which burst to life going upwards. Upon reaching the ground floor, we decided our best bet was to hide. We ran into a Japanese restaurant and slipped into one of the booths. I sat next to a man who was slightly unshaven and had blue eyes. He handed me a pair of chopsticks with a wink and there was a spare plate of food on the table in front of me. The people around me began to talk, and I pretended to fit in.  The guy next to me slid a sword into my lap, and winked and said "just in case". We talked for a bit when the door swung open. 5 women stood there, clad in black outfits with swords in the arms. They threw the tables up, and people screamed. I grabbed the sword and unsheathed it, and swung up, blocking the first blow. The woman seemed angry, as a few of my friends grabbed swords from a nearby umbrella holder and attacked them. The fight seemed to go on forever, swinging and blocking. The leader swung hard at me, I lost my footing and fell to the floor, knocking down the umbrella stand. Out poured a few dozen swords, which I struggled to grab at. The first sword split in two, as swung at me. She laughed. And swung down again as I rolled out of the way. From the right, another one of them swung hard at me, hitting me in the arm and cutting me. I swore as I noticed that no one was around. I scrambled to my feet, grabbed my sword and ran into a room. I threw the door closed behind me and leant up against it to stop them getting in. I kept thinking "please let my team not be dead" when I felt a strange feeling in my arm. The cut had begun to heal itself, and the sword glowed a faint silver in my hand. I heard a humming noise and saw a bright light. Then it was quiet. I opened the door, the women were thrown around on the floor. The guy from the balcony appeared, he looked badly hurt as I ran over to help him. He put his arm around my shoulders and leaned against me as I helped him walked towards the door. He looked at me and said "definitely getting too old for this"

We sat in a small cafe having a coffee. It must have been some time passed because he no longer had cuts and bruises on his face. He looked at me and said "I really think it’s time we give this shit up" and I looked at my coffee and said, "maybe... but you'd miss the fun". He smiled and looked upwards then nodded over to a booth where a guy was placing caps on a table. I stood up and walked over to the older man. He gave me a look as I approached then asked how everything was going. I handed him a report from my handbag, and told him everything he needed to know was in there. He smiled as the lady across from him waved. I asked him when he was going to ask her out, teasing him. He appeared to get mad and told me to get back to work. He handed me a piece of paper with a simple direction on it. He told me someone needed to see me there. I sighed and walked down to the marina.

 I got onto an old ship, where I was met by a general. She told me to head down to a room since there was work to be done immediately. I walked down there, only to see a lot of people running. I walked into a room with a few people sitting on chairs who exclaimed finally loudly as I walked in.

"So what's going on" I asked. Turned out there was a missile heading for the ship, so we had to figure out what to do. I wasn’t sure so I looked up at the white board and we began to brain storm. Some suggested changing our bearing, however we wouldn't have time to do it without any damage happening. I suggested firing a missile back, which would impact and would change our bearing slightly but would take the last amount of damaging. After debating it for a while, the general walked in and asked for our solution. I told her to fire a missile at it, and moved up to the deck. The captain said it was too late. As I watched the missile run and hit into the boat. I felt the missile hit the boat, and grabbed onto the railing. The boat began to sink in some places and people scrambled to get up. I ran towards the high edge and saw the split in the boat. I watched people fall off the boat, into the water, and they were drowning. I wasn't sure what to do, except try to get the people who were clambering over the top of me off me. One of them rammed into my side and I toppled over the edge. I held onto the railing but I could feel my arms tiring. Someone smacked into my hand and I let go of the railing and fell down for what felt like forever before I hit the water. I felt myself being pulled under water, and I couldn't reach the surface. I drifted along with the pull of the water and finally surfaced inside the crack in the boat which was filling up with water. I noticed an underwater blow torch and I grabbed it. I pushed myself down and began to heat the metal up, hoping to seal it. I could feel myself struggling to breathe as I closed up the crack... which for some reason was a straight line up along the bottom of the boat. I pushed upwards to get a breath of air and went back down.  I continued to seal the boat until there was no holes left all along the bottom. I finally reached the surface and took in a large gasp of air when it was done. The boat seemed to be sitting straight now. I yelled out for someone to throw me a rope or something. The general appeared and tossed me a rope. She pulled me up and I fell onto the floor of the boat exhausted. I took a minute to get up, she leaned in and said "why don’t' you take your time?" I looked up, only to see the girl with the red and black eyes standing there. A large number of her allies surrounding her, and there was me, dripping wet with a blow torch in my hand. I swore as they charged at me... Then I woke up