Huh: bizarre dream.
Aug. 22nd, 2012 12:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I had a dream that began as a nightmare. I saw a man get out of a car and run to the Metro tracks. As he passed me by, I saw that it was my ex. As my body and mind began to flip out, he got onto one of the tracks, inches away from the live third rail.
I called a friend on my phone, explaining what I was seeing. He says that something may not be right, and to keep an eye. As I watch, a guy that I don't know but seems familiar runs up, and dumps a bucket of water over his head. Sparks jump from the third rail; a nearby store goes up in flames. Nothing happens to him.
The train comes as he stunts, running up and down the rail. It suddenly comes to a screeching halt, mere centimeters from a collision. Arms flailing, he falls from the tracks—and breaks his neck. He doesn't move. No one goes to check him.
I then make another call while I examine his car. A cutesy-fied Cthulhu plush sits on the front passenger seat—I open the door and take it. I can't tell who I've called. I explain what has happened.
My friend is more concerned about the store, the fact that it took out the internet tower. We explore the ruins. No one notices or cares about the corpse, which has begun to smoke.
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I called a friend on my phone, explaining what I was seeing. He says that something may not be right, and to keep an eye. As I watch, a guy that I don't know but seems familiar runs up, and dumps a bucket of water over his head. Sparks jump from the third rail; a nearby store goes up in flames. Nothing happens to him.
The train comes as he stunts, running up and down the rail. It suddenly comes to a screeching halt, mere centimeters from a collision. Arms flailing, he falls from the tracks—and breaks his neck. He doesn't move. No one goes to check him.
I then make another call while I examine his car. A cutesy-fied Cthulhu plush sits on the front passenger seat—I open the door and take it. I can't tell who I've called. I explain what has happened.
My friend is more concerned about the store, the fact that it took out the internet tower. We explore the ruins. No one notices or cares about the corpse, which has begun to smoke.
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You know...
Date: 2012-08-22 10:57 pm (UTC)Though for some reason my brain is wondering why the hell the Cthulhu plush is there.
Re: You know...
Date: 2012-08-23 01:07 am (UTC)I looted it.
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Date: 2012-08-23 12:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-23 01:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-23 03:17 am (UTC)The Cthulhu plushie sounds ADORABLE.
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Date: 2012-08-23 08:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-23 03:41 am (UTC)*gasp* Grave robber!