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* I had a dream (another from my childhood days) that me and my two classmates were treasure hunters. Whenever we find a rainbow artifact( like I said childhood) and get near it. The table under it will grabbed our legs with boney, green hands making us run out cartoon style, with dust clouds seen on the horizon. Yet every time we are gone, the table will reveal another one of my classmates with the hands. Smiling as he saw us run away like lunatics....

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*i had a dream that my dad gave me a packet of ramen and a tupperware container in a bath and body works bag for christmas i hope that dream does not come true

*idk what it is i always have weird dreams like last night i dreamed i was in the ocean but the water was black and there was like a yacht passing by me and im like hey im over here and they threw a ring thingy but it looked like a donut so i just ate it instead and from on the boat it was i think rob schneider with a weird accent who was like you fool! and then i cried and my dream was over

*last night i dreamed i was in like, a set for like a sitcom or smth and it was like a bar or lounge and a guy grabbed a megaphone and said "ok for this scene i need you guys low!!" and everyone sunk down at their barstools and the guy was like "moooooore i need more EMOTION!" and everyone just kind of slunk onto the floor and the as everyone lay facedown on the floor he was like "PERFECT!!!!!!"

*I had the worst nightmare ive ever had last night
I dreamt I stabbed my hand with a screwdriver and there was no blood or anything just a gross hole.

*had a dream where I was in this really fancy like.... hotel....... thingy and I had a bunch of roommates and I was older and thin and wearing a pencil skirt and a cool jacket
in the lobby there was a painting of these people, a amily I think, with their backs turned and they had like..... safari outfits and guns and there was a lion there
and I was very enamored with this painting so I said omg we gotta see who painted this to my friends
so we were at some psychic ladys house and as soon as u walked in there were stairs and they were all stacked on top of one another and there was a lot of books and she read our fortunes and then she said something about going under the stairs, but that didn't make any sense cause there were no stairs
that's it

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*So I had the most messed up dream
To cut a long story short I became really great friends with Megatron and I found out that he's a really nice guy and I had to murder Typh for some reason but when I shot him he turned into a ballon dog and now I'm really confused.

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*I had this weird dream where I posted something stupid and it ended up getting 257 hearts and somehow alpha comments.

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*After not sleeping for a couple of days, I decided to finally go to sleep.
Because of this I had quite a weird dream.


It started off with me, my sister, and some random person going on vacation. We were taking a double decker bus that had no other passengers and no driver... When it stopped at this huge apartment surrounded by a vast wasteland we were teleported out of the bus somehow.
I had to carry all of our luggage (lucky me T_T).


For some reason MV was waiting for me there, only he seemed to be uneasy for some reason. When I was about to ask I heard a loud roar come from behind us. A huge lion stood there glaring menacingly at only me. Blood dripped down its maw that was filled with rows and rows of teeth. "RUN!" screamed my little sister as they ran into the apartment. I however, for some reason, decided to distract the creature. (you should know that I am still holding the luggage) Somehow I managed to frighten it a bit by making my face look like Jeff's for a split second, then I bolted to the apartment.


The apartment was completely dark except for 1 or 3 lights near the top of the long stairs. I tried to get to the top but I felt large claws grip me and drag back a bit. In fear I kicked at the lion and stunned it. When I finally got to the top, I put down the luggage and was about to run when I heard my sister and the other girl scream. The lion was attacking them and MV was nowhere in sight. I found a hockey stick near the steps and running towards the lion I began to brutally beat it to death. The sound of cracking bones somewhat disturbed me but when angered I only want to see my enemies dead.

After killing the lion and calming down the young girls I heard MV call me for help.
Trying to find where he was I was shocked when I saw the roof of the apartment gone and Daleks were hovering in the sky. Em Vee tried to attack them with some high tech looking gun, but Daleks can reflect bullets...
I was still abit mental after murdering a lion so, to my own surprise, I yelled at all of the Daleks: "HEY! YOUR MASTER WANTS YOU TO GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!!!"
They all gathered around me waiting for orders.

After that I woke up.

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*I had a dream last night in which I went to a store and simply bought all of the amiibo I wanted from the next US wave, also the three yarn Yoshis. Goodness knows that isn't happening |D

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*This too involved a school, but it was a school of math and death. Not even kidding, those were its central attributes. It was established in this crap-sack, almost Matilda-esque world, that had an unrelenting dusk motif. All light was orangish, and everything was mostly swallowed in black. In this distinctly awful world, seasons (much like in game of thrones) could last decades, but it wasn't so much about winter and fall and such. The focus in this dream was that a generation long summer had finally breathed its last not long ago, and now school was in, and it would remain so for a long, long time.

So the specifics first manifest themselves as this young, blond-haired boy, probably about 10 or so, who's spinning a coin in boredom on top of this metal disk in the floor of the school's gym. The gym, of course, is mostly veiled in shadow. The boy has a candle sitting next to him. He's my bunkmate and only friend. I'm also 10. The disk has what appear to be x and y axes and several parabolas wrought into the metal. This school had a thing for parabolas. Anyway, he accidentally set the coin on just the right course to unlock the iron portal, which apparently led into the school's foundation: both its physical one, and its temporal one. It led back to the events of this dark school's founding. I wish I could tell you what those were.

The moment the portal was open, some sort of alarm was raised in the school, and rather than jumping in and stopping this horrible institution of ennui and unending suffering, we were forced to run. A school security guard had begun to approach us. From the neck down, it was a man in business slacks and a button down. From above the collar, it had only a black, scythe, beak-like shape for a head. Also, it just walked down the gym wall on two feet, out of the darkness above, like a man might normally walk, just at a perfect 90 degree angle. Needless to say, we bolted for the other edge of that gym, pushed through the doors, and out into the schoolyard/parking lot.

The orange light, however sickly, was blinding, and we only narrowly managed to stagger into one of the school buses (they were somewhere between normal buses and ancient machines of war) and try to drive away. We pulled onto what seemed like this endless road, and the sun seemed to be setting/dying directly ahead of us, and the orange light was everywhere, and then that black, flat, sickle-like head peered down from the roof, into the windshield, and there was a shattering of glass and it was heavily implied that me and the other kid both died.

At some point, though, I came back to awareness as some sort of ghost, and helped these others kids (days, months, years, generations?) later on to find just the right parabolic motion to use on the plate to open it again, and they got in, and the dream ended, with me praying and longing for an endless summer.


*so I had a dream last night that I was at some sort of card shop and some really belligerent guy was like "DUDE, LET'S PLAY POKEMON", and even though I had only played Magic in recent years I was like "aight man, whatever", thinking to myself that the rules of the pokemon tcg couldn't have changed that much since I last played. my CONCILIATORY THOUGHTS COULD NOT HAVE BEEN MORE WRONG. the guy gave me a deck and I looked through it for like two panicked seconds, literally not recognizing anything. there were not even pokemon on the cards, just mystical runes and miles of rules text. then the game began, and suddenly became some sort of illegal underground match. on my left and right, grizzly looking vagrants traded coin as bets were made on my inevitable demise. the guy beat me in two turns, and as the crowd cheered and jeered, I blustered that I had no idea how he had done it, and that the rules of the game made no sense, but the mockery and the boos rained down even more furiously--they thought I was making excuses, and wasn't brave enough to bear up to my own failure. it was social suicide, I knew my days as a pariah had begun.

I literally burst out laughing as I woke up.

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*The first dream I had was back before Rt50 actually opened, and Kat announced she was going to have surgery. In that dream, I was in the chat(like I was actually in the chat, like in the Rt50 Saga), and Navarr(the only other person in the chat) told me that Kat had died. I think I woke up after that, feeling sad until I realized it was a dream. X3

*In another dream, I was at my old house, and as I walked into the living room to see Kat and some guy with a cowboy hat that may or may not have been Chuck Norris. And then I woke up.

*And in another one, I was in some building with blue walls, and there was a Lanturn floating down the hallway. I walked into a room and saw Kat sitting on a futon couch or something. I sat down and we talked for a few minutes until I woke up.

*In this dream, I was at a place that sorta looked like a hospital, and Navarr was there with some other members(I can't remember who). And then Kat walked in and said something, and went to go open a door. The second she touched the doorknob, she passed out or something and fell on the floor. Navarr and I screamed, "KAT HAS MRSA!" and the other members just screamed, thinking Kat was dead. I never saw what happened to Kat after that, as some doctors quickly showed up and everyone was suddenly put into quarantine.

*in this nice dream, i finally bred a 6iv skarmory, and when i gave it an expert belt to hold, its in-PC icon morphed into a skarmory wearing a karate outfit. it was so cute.

*i just had a dream that jimmy kimmel mentioned route 50 on his show and then a bunch of people joined. at one point there were 66 people in the chat, it was terrible

*i had a dream i bought an ike amiibo so i guess this means i should buy an ike amiibo

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*had a dream last night where I got lost on my way to Dublin so I stopped off at some waiting room in a train station where I watched Jake Long: American Dragon

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* After a very long drought of dreams in my sleep, the other night I had a dream so vivid and philosophical I spent the rest of the day analyzing the themes and symbols it contained. And the underlying theme was mortality and the inevitability of death 8''|



A group of friends (whose exact identities are fading in my memory) and I met a wise old lady who told us that, in exactly three hours, a chain of explosives hidden all across the globe would detonate, killing everyone. The reasoning behind this is sketchy, but I'd like to think this was the work of aliens. Anyway, we spend those two hours contemplating life and making bomb shelters of our houses, which are subterranean, alternate-reality versions of our real-life abodes (my house, since I live on a lake, is in an underwater cave and can only be accessed by a set of magical stairs located in a place suspiciously similar to the Tube in Oxford Circus, London).



When the time comes for the bombs to detonate, I'm in the car with Pope, Darklite, and my girlfriend's brother... but we see no evidence of worldwide destruction. Three minutes after the scheduled annihilation of the human race, a bomb goes off in the distant city of Chicago. The blast is so massive that shrapnel falls from the sky, but no one seems in danger where we are in THE SUBURBS. The passengers of my vehicle decide to go home on foot (we all live at least fifteen minutes away from each other, by car, but this is a dream so whatevs), and when I return home, I find my family's been held hostage by some petty thieves who decided to take advantage of the chaos. I can't remember if I fled with my family and/or kicked their asses, but I do remember running up the painfully familiar subway stairs to a rather modern-looking version of London. Westminster, to be exact.



For some dream-concocted reason, this band of friends just so happens to be in dream!London with me, and we collectively decide to migrate with our families to the safest place on Earth: the North Pole... obviously. We all get sweet, Water Tribe-esque gear and canoe to the Arctic Circle, and on the way meet the wise old lady from the beginning of the dream. This time around, she's a psychic spirit guide, leading little ghosts to safety in the mortal realm, but also carries along a team of comatose victims of the bomb blasts. She tells us to be wary of... something, I can't remember, but also gives us directions to some spirit haven where the SOULS OF THE UNDERWORLD will take care of us. One of the comatose mortals with her just so happens to be Icy's dream!girlfriend, who awakes from her slumber and we reconnect happily and emotions and SCENE.

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* I had a dream where about 10 route members and myself were dancing down the aisle of a train and handing out flower crowns to the passengers. I don't remember everyone who was there, but I know thatNepetacool organised the whole thing. Go you, Nep. You go and your flower crowns.



* I had a dream where the school was using death to punish lateness, yet the building is at the top of an Arctic mountain.


Fun.

*Speaking of weird things, I had a dream last night which I can only remember two things about:
1) It was about some sort of dark celebration
2) There was a bubble-tea/smoothie shop called "Squishy Alpaca"

*I had a dream last night that I'd learned how to properly use watercolour paints and the whole dream I was just painting this huge parrot on like an A0 piece of paper.
Good times, good times.

*I had a dream where I could use my tablet pen to draw on air. It was pretty darned cool

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* So i has a dream where my neighbour ( that i don't care for personally ) moved out and the neighbour next door to them moved into their house and then pokey moved into the second neighbour's house and then we all played soccer wth




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* i had a dream involving monaka towa dancing in a trash can



*I had a dream where it was illegal to kiss birds in Japan

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* I had a dream that I went into the woods to think about life, and it was snowy, and there were people there sledding. Some of them had started excavating the sledding hill and had found a large box of classic Pokemon cards.



I was like, "whoa, that's awesome. Can I have some of the cards?"



And they were like, "No. Go away."



This was kind of a depressing dream.


* Nepeta, I had a dream that we met in real life and drove around town with my older brother and then got pulled over by the cops!

*Evil Chinese communists were attacking. I had already taken out their tank (before the dream started), but the general and several soldiers were still sitting in a metal car outside. I took a super gun that had two out of three rounds left. I could see them in the gun: one hole was empty (from having taken out the tank), the other two were filled. The gun itself was bright and shiny like the car. Each round, for whatever bizarre reason, had about six bullets, and I shot one guy approaching and then repeatedly shot the car (missing a few times, but also scoring some hits). I walked up to it and it was a bloodbath. Only one guy—the general—was alive and he looked traumatized. He asked me to kill him but I let him live.
Then I was with a gang of shinigami infiltrating a dojo theatre. Ben was there, and probably Ryan, and some other chumps I’m forgetting. Another shinigami, a Prince, with long hair, noticed us and started to walk up the wooden steps of the dojo theatre. I smiled at him creepily, letting him know we were indeed enemies. Ben tried to attack him but he cut his arm. I tried to attack but he deflected me, but then another shinigami friend of ours cut him in half and the two halves vaporized. Other enemies were about, but our fellow samurai finished them off.
After the battle, there were a collection of ghosts around, and one was a young boy who had died way earlier in the ‘plot’. An older shinigami was handing out pills of resurrection and healing, and I kept fumbling up the amount that I was suppose to get. I always also curious as the whether the resurrection pills would work on someone who died so long ago in the plot. I surmised that the pills only worked if you hadn’t yet gone ‘beyond’, even though I’m pretty sure I saw the kid’s ghost.
Then there was this piece about the spirit king and how we had to blow up the evil energy shield he was cocooning himself from or whatever.
Cut to a bookstore. I’m with Poffin, my ward, and my eldest bro. I start talking about the books and stuff, oh Redwall, I remember reading all of those, whatever. A bookcase falls over. We leave to go outside. It’s afternoon. It’s a nice area with buildings and trees and black stone on the ground and fountains. There was a hologram that was getting water on it and I tried to fix it.
Anyway, somehow I ended up losing Poffin, and I think eventually my bro, and I kept trying to call her and him on this cell phone with a bunch of ridiculous names and advertisements in the contacts area. No go.
And then somehow I was in a house, at night, still calling, and a girl came out of the house in the backyard, looking bemused. Except she was a teenager. I wondered if I had somehow time traveled ten years into the future or something. We talked and met with a raggedy looking guy, who I assumed was my bro, taking over the role as guardian of Poffin.
But then I realized it was thousands of years in the future, interstellar travel was possible and dozens of planets had been colonized, that Earth was now known as Tron, and everything was endless suburbs, save without soccer fields because open fields cost millions of dollars. These people… were the descendants of my bro and Poffin. Or something.
Cut to a brief, weird clip about me talking about a space western story about jews.
Then cut to this montage about two girls. First was them dancing in a dark club with glowing white floors with black (with sparkly white accents) clothing, but it was awkward because one of the girls was a big black girl. Yeah. Then suddenly they were all dressed up for theatre, and the other girl was dressed as Medusa and melancholy and the other was trying to comfort her.
Then, tying the two clips together, two guys (one might have been me at some point, but then I think turned into the raggedy guy and Christian Bale) and the Poffin descendant and the Medusa girl went to this house with green walls inside. I don’t know why. The two guys had shotguns and they shot the two bad guys inside.
Then there it ended with this thing about three sons of gods (two Greek, one Norse), fighting the gods. I was the son of Zeus (although it was flipping between first and third person to be honest) and he kept urging me (we were in an airplane) to cease my war against the gods. When I refused, he announced that the three of us would take on the gods in separate battles. I forget what else happened.

*At one part mom tried to make me walk with her all the way to the grocery store and the bike store, but I was like, no way, that was lame. As I ran back home I passed by Ashton Kutcher and thanked him for some reason. I forget why. After I was inside, Justin Timberlake came to the door and I thanked him for making the single SexyBack, which totally, like, reshaped the music industry. He then tried to get me with a Ponzi scheme involving hugs, but I knew better. He said I could have one hug free up top, though.
At another point, I was watching these two kids go through this Ender’s Game style training thing, with virtual realities and stuff, only it was to be ultimate spy-finding and killing assassins for this evil dictator dude. One of them was really short and had like a sixth sense, so he was able to tell that when they turned on the glow-in-the-dark, they were tricking students and the lights were still on! This made him exit the virtual reality, and he got a bunch of others to do so as well.
Later I was talking with the people in charge of everything, and they were going through brains. They took my brain and it was huge, and they put it in a bag. There was a small brown bag with Frosti’s twitter avatar on it, and it was super small. The one thug said that she was probably really stupid, which I protested. >:0 Of course. I said that people with smaller brains are actually smarter. Then Frosti herself showed up and she was mad, and showed the thug her grades. She had all A’s except for a C in “Thinking about World Domination”. I was extremely disappointed in her.
I think you also said you had a 4.1 in some form of testing. I think that was as good as you can get?
Then there was this scene where two Japanese assassins in masks were trying to kill each other. But it turned out okay? They were from the Black Cloth order, and the short kid from before was from the Brown Cloth, but he managed to calm them down. Then his master came along and took him away.
Later, the kid got a premonition that this one guy (I may have dreamed about him earlier but I don’t think so; I didn’t know him, but the kid did) who had saved his life or something was severely injured, and it turned out that the doctor who had been treating the guy’s wounds was his wife’s ex-lover. So he tried to kill the guy. They found him in a huge parking garage, though; he was severely injured but I think he made it.
And then I dreamed I was watching the movie Thor. But Superman and Wonderwoman were there. And Thor had a black beard for some reason. He managed to fight Loki off and get him away from his magical staff, and then had a flying King De De De airship pick it up for him. Then a sea nearby fell like a hundred feet, and out of the swirling depths came these huge statues and a portal to Asgard or whatever.

*Okay, I swear by all that is good and righteous in the world that I just had the best dream ever.

At one point, my Dad took me to this strange but very fancy hotel built on a mountain. There was a banquet going on there, and it turned out two kids from my school were there. One had a grown a beard. The other held my Dad at gunpoint because he started swearing rather profusely.

I also dreamt there was this gang of three sharks, the ones from Finding Nemo, and they were searching in this dungeon for a legendary shark demon thing.

Okay this is where it gets the best

I was in this strange, run-down, rather grim and mildly futuristic world. It was the end of some long and epic story, the plot of which did not take place in my dream, if I remember correctly. I was in a bus with all of the side characters; the driver was the nerdy best friend of the main character, the goth girl sitting behind him was his crush, and there was a depressed black guy sitting behind her.

Also, there was freaking NICHOLAS CAGE. At not just any Nicholas Cage.

Freaking time traveling Nick Cage.

He was the Nick of Time. He was on a motorcycle, too. We had just formed a superhero squad, all of us side characters (or had sometime in the previous story, of which I have no knowledge) but Nick told us that he had to go somewhere. So he traveled through time, and we sat there, weeping at our loss. BUT. He came back immediately from another time stream. And we all danced for joy, because Nick Cage had returned to us.

*Last night was pretty scrambled, but here’s what I remember. At one point I was in a large building, Costco, I think, and I asked a wizard to teleport me over to the bathrooms because I was thirsty and there was water fountains. The wizard was one of those brothers from Zack and Cody… anyway, I realized there were water fountains right next to me, so I said nevermind. However, the wizard still maliciously sent the spell at me, only he missed and hit a little girl. It wasn’t a teleporting spell but a spell that made her walk herky-jerkily towards the water fountains. She then fell down and I ran to her and sang her a poem. In another part, I was in an “Everybody Hates Chris” episode and Chris and his best friend were driving down a hill in a car made entirely out of tires. It was pretty wobbly. In another part, I went back in time and even had lunch with myself in kindergarten. Tiny me was adorable, but surprisingly chubby and red faced. Some stuff went on that I THINK had to do with Japan, but I don’t remember. Anyway, in another part of my dream I dreamt I was in a bungalow type house and I was trying (and failing) to access the Internet via a small yellow handheld device.

*Thankfully the only thing I remember was the really interesting part. Anyway, I was in this weird huge apartment-mall fusion type place and these two guys entered our room while everyone else was away. I told them to shove it and one jumped off a railing and hit the opposite wall about four stories down. I assumed he was dead, but he got up and kept running. I think the other guy pulled a similar trick. I’m pretty sure they both had black hair and wore dark hoodies. Then this old lady came along and started dancing. Turned out she was some sort of movie star way back when.

*I forget the vast majority of the dreams I had, but at one point I woke up and then fell back asleep. I remember the dreams I had during that last stretch of sleep, at least. Anyway, here goes: It started out like I was just watching something from a distance. My sight was high above the world, and the sea was bright blue like in the tropics. There were gigantic branches coming out of the water. And I mean huge. But this even bigger, like, Leviathan type thing came out of the water and stopped destroying the branches. Anyway, now I was on a beach. There was a large group of people with me and I forget most of them. One was a Yakuza guy… a few guys were like, evil or something… well, we were all on the same side against some unknown threat, but these guys were still bad themselves. Anyway, the beach turned into my street. The group hid out in a house and I started playing with a beach ball. I kicked it towards three members of the group but it missed them and started bouncing off the houses like a ping pong ball. It eventually crashing into some pots of flowers on the side of some woman’s house. I went over and she was extremely, extremely angry with me. But she cooled off eventually and offered me some chicken. I felt kind of guilty eating chicken when there was a little girl, probably starving, back with the group hiding in the house. Then some bad guys showed up. One guy looked like Ricky Gervais and the other was this scary, evil woman. They had a SWAT-looking team of guys with them. Anyway, the evil woman laid down and Ricky Gervais was like, “She’s got a bomb!” She had it inside her or something. I ran out of the house but the woman who owned it got blown up. The SWAT team started to come for me but I ran towards the house where the group of fugitives was staying. They had heard the explosion and had started running too. However, one guy (he was one of the bad members of our team) stayed behind. One guy who I was running with was shouting that they had almost made him a good guy and that if he was left he would become a bad guy again. Or something. Anyway, we ran onto a highway and came across an old, hefty cowboy with a humongous amount of trucks. He was supposed to give everyone in the group one of the huge red and gold trucks, but the bad guys told him that he couldn’t give us those. The cowboy found a loophole in their orders and customized the trucks and then gave them to us. Just then a car crashed into the trucks. He said that I’d have to pay for every damage around them. Far off into the houses by the highway, there was another crash and a dog barked. He said I’d have to pay for that too. Some other damages occurred but I forget. Anyway, the cowboy trucker dude turned into a black racecar driver in a blue suit. Which led for me to contemplate about how well I would do in a race if I trained hard. Then I was in a nursery type place. I started to put spilled pieces of chocolate in this container… I forget exactly why. I think I was trying to put all of the chocolate in the container so I could eat of whatever it was that remained on the ground. A girl from school was there and she said she hated fudge. Then I started watching TV. It was a totally psychedelic thing made by the guys who did Adventure Time. (The style of animation was almost exactly the same) I started to wonder about sending my own show in to Cartoon Network or Nickelodeon. You know, Route 50 Show? Then I woke up. I think.

*So, from what I can remember, it started out with me reading the manga Bakuman online. However, at chapter sixty, the chapters started over and there was an entirely new plot. The characters were the same but now there were… zombies. |D Yeah. Anyway, in another part some guy signed up for this concert where the star who was doing it had offered to fly all 500,000 (or 600,000, I forget exactly) of his fans to the country where he’d be performing. But the guy who had signed up for it was bummed because every fan was a guy and there would be no ladies. In another part of my dream, I was with a girl and we were walking around town. We stopped at something called a Safe Hotel, which apparently meant it was safe for us to sleep in and not get janked or stolen from. I walked in past a place full of tasty snacks, and I saw the hotel. There was a big empty courtyard in the middle, and three buildings, one in front of me and two on each side. Each building consisted entirely of rooms that had only three walls. You could see right into them. They only had two beds and were extremely narrow. But garage doors came down on them so you could have privacy. All of the buildings in the hotel was white with blue trimming, I think. I don’t get how people got to the higher floors, though—ladders, maybe? Anyway, I walked over to this lady in a booth and I think I tried to buy a pancake or something. She wouldn’t let me for whatever reason. Anyway, my Dad started talking to this attractive cheerleader who was dressed as a French maid and was also a news reporter. She was rather stupid and could only tell him news that he told her. Anyway, we moved on to this construction site with many twists and turns and stuff. We were in a tunnel made out of tarp and wood and metal and stuff. Eventually we came to a place with a bunch of blue puppets of some cartoon character… maybe the cookie monster? We also came to a place that was only partly wood, and the rest of the floor was tarp. Me and my Dad didn’t want to go on because it was dangerous, but Nate went ahead and we never saw him again. Anyway, Me, Dad, and whoever else was with us (I forget) turned back and crawled through the tunnel, which had somehow become much more narrower, lower, and generally claustrophobic.

*At one point I think I and some Route 50 members were all flying. And it was nighttime. There’s a bunch more to this part of the dream but I forget.

Another part I was trying to link Nechaken to Shaun Healey’s comic Everafter, but she went to the wrong place. I was also trying to find his chat, which was also on Chatzy, for some reason.

Another part of my dream involved a guy dragging a humongous black turtle because someone was going to get married. Four chicks walked past and everyone stared at them because they were hot or something. Anyway, me and parents got on the bus and it was crowded in the back so I went to the front. My Dad said there was no way I was going to get a seat up front. One guy said he had paid $250 for his ticket in the front so he wasn’t going to let me sit next to him, even though next to him was an empty seat. Anyway, I ended up getting the first, single seat that behind a criminal’s seat. Then the bus turned into a train and the front popped open to reveal the tracks and the train car ahead of us. The track became a lot like a rollercoaster, taking us upside down and stuff. I remember taking the Lord’s name in vain and apologizing for that. Anyway, it turned out that bus/rollercoaster/train driver guy was a bounty hunter and that he got money by capturing criminals or something. He was kind of depressed because he only got money if he kept criminals in jail and he always had to track them down again if they escaped. Then we went to the driver’s farm.

Another part of the dream I was trying to construct a bed, but I was worried that I had used the tiny drawers that were supposed to go on my bed on my desk instead.

Another part of my dream I had gotten out of the shower or something and my brother started tormenting me by pouring shampoo and flowers all over me. I cried on the floor and I think he was a little apologetic.

Another part of the dream I was in… a room. It was like a gigantic circular brown stage, and there was a gap between it and the wall. Between the two was… an abyss? I don’t know. Anyway, me and my family walked in and a gigantic motorcycle formed next to us, like in TRON. It was too dangerous for me to drive, but it was like a four seater. My Dad started driving, I think. Hmm… I forget what happened, exactly, but I think a gigantic robot showed up and started running along the circle, and I sat with my head balanced against the wall and my body on the brown stage. The circle started moving at high speed, and I became 2D and Russel was sitting right next to me, although he was entirely on the stage. His back was turned.

Another part of my dream was a wedding. The groom kept using up expensive rosewater that was in a glass cylinder to read the future so I told him to stop, because every time he did that the amount of money and rosewater dropped. Anyway, two very large black guys got on the stage and they each made a speech. George Lopez was their too. Two more, even larger black guys got on later and made a speech too. Finally, a speech made by my grandpa was put on the screen. He had recorded it because he didn’t want to come to the wedding.

Another part of my dream I was in a city. The physics were all messed up, like when you get really high in the stands of a hockey game.( I think I even made that analogy in the dream) But anyway, it was super steep. I was going uphill and I passed by a building that showed the multiplication table. (It wasn’t the multiplication table, but my confused brain in dreamstate said: “Hey. That’s the multiplication table.”) It was called War… something. Agh, I forget. Two words that started with w’s and then another word… a word that made me wonder if that building had wheels. Hrm. Anyway, across from the War something something building, there was this Halloween store where the evil Bat King and his minions lived.

Which brings me to the last part of the dream I remember. A guy named Morpheus (not from the Matrix, and POSSIBLY the god Morpheus) was confronting the Bat King and his minions, who were chillin’ on the roof of the Halloween store. He confronted them, saying he had discovered there secret base. But I realize that it was a trick, and that their REAL secret base was that War-something-something building.

*I only remember small unrelated parts of it, so here goes:

Perhaps the most interesting part of the dream was that me, Twill, Sky, Frosti, and Spark were all sharing a dream in which we infiltrated a... I don't know what it was. I'm assuming it was a TEMCO base because the trap door could only be opened by random letters from TEMCO. I think it was TME and then some other letters that aren't in the word but were in the password anyway. I had the ingenuity to think of that. XD There was rubble all over the trap door but it opened anyway. Oh yeah, and before we entered I remember that Spark took turns kissing a girl (pesumably Frosti) and this weird dude with a black beard.

Moments later I woke up (from that dream into the other dream) and discovered we had all had the same dream. Spark said that he had decided that Sky had a special ability that made her eternally young, but also gave her the temperament and mind of a child. I said that that wasn't fair because that was basically saying that Sky was immature. XD I'm not saying that, by the way, that was just the dream.

In another part I was Sandra Bullock.

Yeah.

Anyway, I/She was at this supermarket and this guy asked me/her to marry him or something. I don't remember quite fully. Anyway, I/She started looking for groceries but for some reason the store had video games, books, and a restaurant (which was very dark but had chairs with bright white lights in them, kind of like they were TRON chairs) but very little actual food. Only a small section had groceries.

Anyway, beyond the open door to the restaurant I/She saw a guy slicing this one guy with a knife. He knew my name. Not Sandra Bullock's name, my name. But it wasn't my real life name. Everyone seemed to ignore the fact that he was apparently killing this guy, but I/She asked someone later and they said it was therapy for the one's getting sliced.

Anyway, I/She ended up in a car with the dude who had married me. I think it was a silver Jeep. Anyway, we/they ended up getting chased by *I think* the lady who had told me about the therapy. I think our marriage was suppose to be secret or something. Oh, and Sandra Bullock ended up changing her name to the name of one of the bridesmaids at a wedding she went to once.

In another part of the dream, Nechaken decided to be a missionary to computer viruses. However, because (good) Space Marines were going to become tiny Space Marines, invade the computer, and kill the now good computer viruses (they thought they were still bad), some Imperial Guard came and started shooting at them. The Space Marines missed a bunch of times because their gunfire went over the Imperial Guards heads, were a lot shorter than they. The Space Marines, however, won anyway. Two of their number remained after the battle. They wore bright green armor with yellow accents. The battle took places in a sort of hall way that was constructed out of two connected futuristic rectangular boxes. Between the boxes was some glass, I think, and the portal to the computer. In any case, the people from one box couldn't get into the other.

In another part the dream turned 2D, and I became Mario. I was in a lava world and I kept trying to flip on this lava rope things to get through the level.

In one of the last parts of the dreams my brother showed me a YouTube video that was a dubbed over Pokemon episode. In it a pottymouth Oak tried to propose to Ash's mom. They were in a helicopter flying over a snowy place.

*It started out (that I can remember) with us (that is, Route 50) in a big… water place. I won’t say pool because it was surrounded by rocks, but it was pretty much a pool. Anyway, we had a race through a cave and Frosti could swim super fast because she could turn her body into a sea turtle, but her head stayed the same. I think I was convinced in the dream that I was hallucinating and my mind was conjuring up the image of a sea turtle because she was going so fast. Anyway, I didn’t want to get beaten by Turtle-Frosti, so I sped up and we tied… for second. Somehow some other kid beat us. Anyway, I got out of the pool and the scene suddenly shifted to a kind of… bar mitzvah type thing. I think it was supposed to be my house and my family, but the house was nothing like mine and I didn’t recognize any of the people. Anyway, we started playing soccer and I totally owned everyone because I used to play a few years ago. Then I went upstairs and there were some people in my room… but it turned out to be my brother’s room, so I went to my room and the scene changed again. This time I was really with my real life Dad, but some other people from the bar mitzvah came along too. It was exactly like the movie theater in that trailer for Gulliver’s Travels, and a gigantic Jack Black was sitting in the corner of the movie theater with a yellow shirt. I recognized a childhood friend from a loooong time ago (I didn’t remember his name at first, but later I did) so I left my family and sat over by his. Then this middle-aged Jewish lady (who was probably supposed to be my relative although I didn’t know here) came over and started bugging my friends Dad. I think she was offering him seeds in case he started drinking later that night. I know that doesn’t make sense, but my dreams are weird. I think a Calvin and Hobbes movie was playing on the screen. Anyway, another Jewish lady (also probably a relative, even though I’m not Jewish) noticed she was disturbing us so she came over. I asked whether the other lady was my aunt or something but she didn’t know. Anyway, she handed me a cage and said it had the other lady’s five dogs in it. If I said, “Come out, boys” the dogs would come out and distract her so she’d leave us alone. I did so, but the distracting Jewish lady ended up dying somehow. Then the scene changed. I was with a boy and a girl and we were all ghosts. We saw a ghost criminal get changed up by a ghost police squad, and they brought him to an underground prison, which was located under what was rumored to be a haunted police station. The ghost police squad left except for one guy, who bound the guy in unbreakable ghost shackles (somehow they were above ground again) to a pillar and walked off. As he did so, the ghost criminal said something like how the chains of Hell were going to break free or something like that. This got the police ghost guy really uneasy, so he through something at the criminal and walked away. Creeped out, me and the other two ghosts ran over to a mildly steep cliff that overlooked the sea. Then the scene changed and we became robots, just like the ones from that movie iRobot. Having awesome robot powers, we jumped down from the ledge and walked along this pathway. The girl robot was our leader. Anyway, this pathway had the cliff on one side and the sea on the other, and it was very blocky, like in a video game. There were some houses and restaurants built along this pathway, though. Anyway, we kept walking and we somehow became androids (robots who looked like humans). The other guy look Japanese. Anyway, we had to pretend we were human for some reason, so we stopped by a restaurant on the path between the sea and the cliff and ordered some food. The Japanese android had some difficulty pretending to be human but he got the waitress to like him by eating her food and playing with the remains. She started talking to him and said that maybe she could see him again some time. She had silver highlights in her hair. Anyway, we knew that as we were androids and we had to go some place real fast, we’d never see her again. Too bad. Anyway, some of the waitress’s friends (other waitresses?) showed up and they recognized us. Sometime previously in the book (my dream had become somewhat of a narrative) they had come across us and discovered that we weren’t human. And then forgot. But they reminded the waitress who had totally fallen for the Japanese android guy and she was, understandably hurt. So we ran off to another restaurant and met a Japanese guy who hadn’t appeared in the dream before but had still appeared previously in the story. His brother was a guy who we originally thought was a warrior but was only a really good sushi chef. We went up some stairs and then I think I woke up.

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Rosebunny:
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* i had a dream about sleepiness
i was the blanket wanderer with a flowing, floating sky-grey duvet dress-cloak that consumed and hid and changed the world behind it to a lonely, drowsy one, and it felt as though the three people on that bleak white-grey lane were the only people in that world, as they prepared to sleep. i distinctly remember everything being clean and the sky cast a sad white glow over everything
i also remember driving a mattress but i looked away and then it felt as though it were no longer in my reality, and it was somebody else's



yells 'game on'

*a dream.
a bright, cold, soft grey sky. a stream of clouds is burgeoned with warm, acid light.
freezing rain flooded the streets to wash away the pain, clear and placid, the noise was calming as it drowned out the rest of me, and i escaped to, and huddled on a slightly elevated concrete floor, a protective steel stairrail close to me. i realised quietly, that this was the process of washing away the stains of pain, the scars you've inflicted and swallowed and left to wallow in you, the crumbling and vulnerable suburbs of your heart (with glass-blue, clean, steel skyscrapers that hold a feeling of ice - in the white dawn); with tears.

the city, already with an empty, lonely, tranquil, and pristine feeling to it, is stilled under a green-tinted glassy sea. above it is the restlessness of the water, the nervousness of the undrowned. (the drowned are unafraid in the water with no sound)
the sky is still soft, grey, icy - but warmer now.
only the brilliant and strong skyscrapers still shine in the warming white dawn.

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*Okay I had a dream.

Okay, in this game I guessing you could go to many of the different regions in pokemon because when you got to Sinnoh (some how) it shows a cut scene of that area. Yet Sinnoh was all black because Giratina was controlling it! Making it his new distortion world I guess?

Anyways, the player in flying across Sinnoh some how.. honestly in my dream it looked like you were floating at high speed. Freaking Giratina is like behind, trying eat you by the way. Also, you know how you had to go faster? Tap flipping A button and your hat would freaking spin then after so many spins it would fly off, hitting Giratina in the face, slowing him down (you also had another hat under your first one, lets say you have 7 hats).

Then sometimes there are platforms you can land on and get items but in my dream, when I did this I got eaten....

*I had a dream where the government was super controlling. They had helicopters in the air constantly and they made sure everyone was in their assigned place. Anyways, these kids, teens, adults ban together to over throw the government. Their secret hide out was an abandoned subway station. And that's all I remember.

*Dude, I had a dream where I was at this store that had all the amiibos, and I bought Lucina and Robin. Of course I woke up really sad that I actually didn't have them. I hate that the stupid amiibos are doing this to me.

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*I dreamed that I was back in high school and my eighth grade math teacher, who was suddenly teaching at my high school for some reason, assigned us all a massive project.

I don't get nightmares, I repeat, I don't get nightmares; but I do get dreams that are horrifying in retrospect.

*I had this weird dream I accidentally called peggy and then he turned out to be standing across the street.

*had a terrible dream that everyone on route 50 changed their names

*I don't have nightmares! I repeat, I don't have nightmares! //denial

the last couple of nights I"ve been dreaming I'm still in the last week of the semester

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* I had a dream that I was the mayor of a small community living on a space station.



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Toxikyle:
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*Had the weirdest dream. A bunch of R50 members ran into each other because we all thought we were being chased by bears. Then we realized it wasn't bears, we were being chased by Sparkleaf's fursona who ended up eating everyone.

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* I had a dream where I was in a total anime setting school- the uniforms, classrooms, eating on the roof, everything. The best part was that a ton of you guys where in a class with me and we were class R-5 and I remember sleeping on my desk during a break and nep braiding my hair and talking to someone, I think it was sky? And Navarr was our homeroom teacher

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*So there was Spark, Gummi, Sky and I and we were helping this kid escape from his music teacher because he didn't want to play the trombone he wanted to be a ninja and somehow we hijacked this guys boat and just sailed away and it was like wind waker or something because the boat was constantly sassing us for not knowing how to sail I have no idea what was happening and none of us knew how to captain a ship so we just floated?? The boat was showing its contempt by making ropes and stuff fall when we walked by and so there were lots of bruises and kicking of the boat.

The trombone kid was training and then he came and thanked us all and jumped overboard and started swimming and by then I knew I was dreaming so I just kinda what and went along with it and then we landed on this island??? And there was like running track, like a dirt oval in the ground and Spark demanded that we run on it to save the foxes because the island was really dirty somehow and then me and sky were racing around the track and gummi was befriending the foxes and putting on a little fox circus and we were still running and spark was like FASTER and then I woke up.


*For the past few nights I've dreamed of a small, yellow, and remote controlled propeller plane. I sit at the top of a slope, and to the horizon there is a sea of tall grasses, so unbroken and endless the wind blowing through transforms my view into a green ocean. I sit on my slope and raise my arm, and the plane lifts like a feather from my hand and dances in the gales. I dont remember ever touching the remote, but the plane is always under my control. Sadly, I can't seem to remember further than this, but I always awaken feeling at peace and calm..I'd liken it to [a pool of still water and falling leaves] and [a buck raising it's head to meet your eyes].

Dreams like these, and the senses above, I've realized, are what make up the cafeworld to me. This endless scenery I see is only a fraction of the delights waiting to be found, and I can only hope to find them and revel in their sweetness, like the caramel chocolates I see rarely at Christmas or new years.

Anyhow, it is a sweet, sweet dream, and I dearly hope I shall be graced with it again.

*last night I had a dream that it was Christmas time and u (Rosebunny) and ur mom showed up at my house and we were all just like aaaAAYYYYY

u brought me a cake and we played ds games together, and at night we went out and I showed u the town where I live. It was snowing!!
and there were candles everywhere for some reason? Ur hair was tied up in a bun which I've never actually seen u do :'D but it was so cute

*I took a nap and had a funny dream about wooden scaffolding, magical girls, this traffic circle in my town, and a huge bumblebee I summoned from a rubber band ball.

*my phone buzzes, I pick it up. the screen is on a text conversation with my closest friend, the only message reading "twiggy, I need to talk to you." I remember being very, very nervous, and then I wake up.

*this dream was really long and detailed but I don't remember much - everyone was qt little fairies? cute wings. it was like an rpg or smth, everyone had a designated class and a partner. cp was there and had a huge sword with a red hilt. there was an ocean, roaring black under a thunderstorm sky.

*I dreamed about a group of kids, 2 girls, 2 boys and their adoptive father. They lived in a small house in a city. The front door had a small light hanging over it, and there were 4 worn steps. The doors in this house were under the mastery of the adoptive father - if he willed, they opened to anywhere. He carried on his keys a red rose, somehow. One of the brothers was tall and blond, the other a short brown haired jerk. One of the sisters had beautiful doe eyes, the other was tall and had short, straight black hair and was the one I spent most of my time following. I don't dream in 3rd person - I may at moments, but I spend most of my time hovering, viewing from the outside? It's like watching a movie where I control where to zoom in, who gets more screen time, etc.

Anyway, the kids were staying in this very large hotel on a school field trip - their father was on the trip with them for some reason. Every morning, one of the students would make a trip to every room individually to prepare breakfast for the students in each room. The students were at a mall of some kind, and the adoptive siblings were fighting. Brown Hair Jerk said something terribly out of line to Doe Eyes, and she cried. The next morning, Straight Black / me woke up hella early, so I decided to let Doe Eyes sleep (they shared a room) and get dressed to go for a run or smth. Straight Black walks to her closet while taking off her pj's and as she does, she hears the click of the door lock and remembers the kid who makes breakfast. He opens the door, looks up in shock bc Straight Black isn't wearing a shirt and suddenly there's a camera flash, she screams, and Doe Eyes is out of bed and practically snarling. Next thing I remember, there's like, a press conference? For the adoptive siblings, and the boys assist in humiliating Straight Black. Cameras flash and kids ask invasive questions.

They are back at their house in a small room w adoptive dad. He has this deep, slow moving but constant sadness. He speaks slowly and quietly but with clear emotion. Tall Blond is lying on this couch facing away from him, and Brown Hair Jerk is sitting on the arm of the couch. The dad is very, very upset with them, but they brush him off completely. When he leaves, Straight Black leans over and says something to Tall Blond. He turns to face her and smirks.

It's night, and the boys have been told they're sleeping in that room. I awake in that room as well, not sure why but hey its a dream. I remember the stars reflected their constellations in the floating dust illuminated by the moonlight, and I ran my hand through the big dipper. Looking at the shimmering stars, I knew that my father was very, very sad, and needed me. Though no one controlled the doors but him, I stood in front of one and willed it to bring me to him. It opened, and I stood in blackness dotted with light like the night sky. The floor was solid under me but the walls and floor seemed to ripple like cloth. I dropped to my knees, overcome with vertigo, and called out for my father to no response. I stood up and walked forwards, and as I moved the hallway took shape around me. As I walked, my viewpoint changed, and now it was like I was watching a side scrolling game from a far away point. A rich green smoke/ dust swirled up from the floors and clung to the walls, forming picture frames. The smallest were half the size of me, the largest towering above my head. In them danced scenes from my father's lost past that he missed so dearly. Centered in his heart was a wooden baby grand piano placed in a corner of a diner. In one frame I watched his first lesson ever on that piano. I saw him grow, and learn, and always, there was the diner and it's piano. In a frame the height of a building he leaned over a glass case where they sold donuts, one ankle crossed over the other, wearing worn overalls and a brown hat. He was laughing, and the boy behind the counter laughed as well. It was one of his warmest memories.

I continued down the hallway, and the man in the frames grew. His friends left one by one, for work or war, and the small town he grew up in was failing. The diner shut it's doors and readied for demolition. He watched his world collapse, and cried. Starting with the demolition of the diner, the frames seemed to lose their shine. Even the good events, graduating from school, adopting us, his kids, were shadowed by his constant mourning for his childhood joys, the friends he had lost forever when they went off to war and didn't return, and the life as a pianist he had never been able to achieve. By the time I reached the end of the hall, I was overcome with emotion. The hallway ended in a circular room, where my father sat on a translucent piano bench, his fingers ghosting over starry keys. Every knot in wood and chip was worn into his memory. The piano was perfectly recreated, but silent. I looked up, and the circular room opened to the sky. I watched a bat streak across the moon, and when I looked down, a rose was blooming on my father's back. The rose on his keys was the last he had from a bouquet he received at his one and only performance, and I knew this rose was it, consuming him with melancholy and music. As his hands danced across silent keys, the rose unfurled, magnificent, filling my vision.

*(@gummi) last night I had a dream that it was Christmas time and u and ur mom showed up at my house and we were all just like aaaAAYYYYY

u brought me a cake and we played ds games together, and at night we went out and I showed u the town where I live. It was snowing!!
and there were candles everywhere for some reason? Ur hair was tied up in a bun which I've never actually seen u do :'D but it was so cute

*We were at a hotel by the sea. There were people from school and strangers. I remember going to get my nails done in brilliant red. We took a hike, all of us. first we walked along the beach, and there was a fair. I remember the lights. I remember I had a mask, and the fireworks were so brilliant. Bordering the beach was a beautiful forest. I loved it upon sight. I remember jumping from tree to tree, and laughing as my friends called me back when they couldn't keep up. A tree trunk with a column of holes sang to me in exuberant g major triads.

The sand was hot under my feet. The forest faded into desert. We were climbing on the bare cliffs, confident in our hands. I remember the sun in my eyes, and straining to reach my next handhold, and the sun baked rocks digging into my palm. I looked down to watch someone fall, tumbling down a hill of sand that sighed like a river. When we reached a point where we couldn't continue, we jumped down and continued on our way.

The hotel had brown walls and cream doors. the room on the right at the end of the hall some floors above mine was dangerous, but I don't recall why.

There was something off about our bodies. We could....fix ourselves? I dunno how to explain it. We were puppets of our minds. Sometimes our puppets would tear or fault. There was a kid who's room was always mixed up with the one next to it. No one locked their doors. The kid was called the witch doctor, though he was nothing like a regular witch doctor u know. There was a long curtain in his room, with purple and gold threads.

Once, something failed in my body, and I stumbled into the room next door to mine, clawing at walls, frantic for help. The occupant looked up, surprised. they were a black fox of ambiguous gender. They picked me up and carried me, running, to the witch doctor. The witch doctor was a friend and laughed as he threaded a needle. He knew I would be fine.

The black fox became a friend of mine, and was the head of a club of some sort - the name escapes me now, but they offered to let me take the entrance test. Not everyone was allowed to this grand cult.

I went to their room, and they were was laughing and talking with about 3 other people in a sectioned off part of the room. I was greeted warmly, introduced to their friends, and guided to a little table with the test. I don't remember anything ab the test. However, some time into the test I looked up to see one of the friends watching me. I remember his dark hair. His eyes made my breath catch. They glowed, wolflike, in the low light.

The next thing I remember we were sitting on a couch somewhere else in the room. My hand was on his knee, and he was telling me something in a low, quiet voice. I wish I knew what it was. I traced circles and words on his leg as we spoke, and he shivered lightly. My friend the fox came over and lightly teased the wolf eyed boy, who responded by blushing hotly and hiding his face in my neck which then made me blush like a fool. I vividly remember his warmth.

Time skip for a while and a few days later I awake in my bed knowing that there is something very, very wrong with me. I think I've torn a seam somewhere. I find I am unable to talk, as blood bubbles up in my mouth. My shirt, which I remembered borrowing from a friend the night before, was heavy and damp against my throat. I watched my blood drip to the floor. My head pounded, and my vision would... glitch? I needed to find the doctor, but the hallway seemed impossibly long. A door opened behind me, and I felt the whiskers of the black fox brush my back. They were speaking to me, agitation clear, but I could not discern the words. Blood was pouring from me, but i couldnt tell from where. They turned and yelled down the hall, and the wolf eyes appeared in front of me, their beautiful color pale through his tears. They stood on either side of me, supporting me, and we limped to the witch doctors room.

The witch doctor, for the first time in the entire dream, was not in his room. I remember a computer monitor with code. My wonderful fox friend went in search of him, and the wolf eyes searched the room for some way to help me. I was standing, somehow. He rushed to support me as my legs shook.

I turned to my left and looked into a mirror. My eyes met my own and I saw the gaping slash across my neck for the first time. The blood was endless. I woke up.

*Had a strange, tranquil dream. It was very long but this is one of the only parts I remember: I am walking through a field on a small dirt path. In front of me there is a low wooden fence, and behind it the field merges with the friendliest looking trees ever oh man
and standing in front of the woods was this girl, small with short silver hair and a doll like face (def influenced by gum's art). She was holding a wooden staff and by her side there was a small grey goat, and when I saw her I knew she was the one I had been looking for the rest of my dream. It was so peaceful ahh