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vivian:
dream #1
i am somewhere with some guy and micah. there are a series of rooms, all of which are extremely dimly lit. corridors. a lot happens but i don’t really remember much of it, and then at some point i am fucking around and playing around with micah because i think his friend and him are talking about skateboarding moves and being goofy about them. i cut micah’s leg; we all have a good laugh or something. then his friend and i move into another room. later micah comes towards me and he is spurting blood everywhere from that wound, but somehow he’s light-hearted about it. i start to freak out and am like, wtf, did i cut his corrotic artery or something? but i have no actual clue if that is actually a thing or if that is THE thing or how to even spell it. i begin trying to google it on some indian woman (?)’s computer and i keep spelling it wrong in google because perhaps it doesn’t exist, but i’m so certain it exists in my dream — yet i keep mispelling it repeatedly. it’s exceptionally frustrating.

meanwhile, micah is still bleeding.. it’s gushing i think through his pants, which is crazy. while i’m still frantically trying to spell corrotic artery, i keep getting theser really intense search results. i remember one page that gets pulled up is one with a lot of images of women — super stock and sterile — against white or blue-white backgrounds, with flowers, crying, and the websites have blue text atop white backgrounds as well. or maybe purple-blue. in any case, the websites are all about grieving and what to do with dead bodies, and the indian lady, standing to my left, says something about how that doesn’t bode well for micah’s injury. it is at this point, and because of that comment, that i tell micah’s friend, who i standing behind me as i’m searching on the computer, to call 911. he finally does, and i’m not sure why no one did it earlier.

the freind or the indian lady, i forget who, tells me that the ambulance is here. i look up and see the flashing lights of their vehicles and micah is being put away on a stretcher. i don’t go there right away, still so worried about spelling the word right or something. in a matter of secnds, the stretcher is taken away and the vehicle is gone. i freak out some more and ask some man — older, seemingly famous, appeared from nowhere yet somehow knows all of us — what the ambulance and hospital had said. he said they had said literally nothing and had just slammed the door and left. he doesn’t seem particularly pleased about this or particularly bummed out. eventually the two of us sit down in the room where i was checking the computer on black cushions, kind of cross-legged across from each other. i’m not really sure what happens here…

fast-forward, and i think with a lash that i need to call micah’s girlfriend sarah because i’m the only one who knows about this and the hopistal didn’t take down any information so it’s not like he’ll be calling her anyitme soon. the thought crosses my mind and he’s gonig to wake up the next morning, all alone, and confused, nd i will not be able to do anything about it.

fast-forward. i’m soemwhere else,but it’s equaly a dark place. the layout is –kind– of the same, long, narow corridors, but there is definitely way more stuff in the rooms. the one where the computer would have been is slightly narrower, whereas the one where micah would have been cut is slightly larger. anyway, i’m calling sarah from a kitchen room or something — not sure how it is shaped — and she seems ummmmmmm. not as disturbed as i thought she would be. i thought they were madly in love but she tells me that her and micah broke up a while ago, essentially, and that she is currently dating a woman, but that she really loves me, and i get the sense that she has been broken up with micah for quite a while and has been dating another woman, but still has tons of flings on the side. that weirds me out.

fast-forward. i am in a room with a bunch of people, women, or something. they seem judgmental… at some point, i am wearing a costume and my costume involves a thin white paper cone dunce hat thing and a white dress or outfit of some sort. eventually, i am with someone else add we start to run through these dark rooms — particularly the one that leads to outside, whic his like a dark laundry room crammed with a bunch of shit. in the laundry room, we run into another guy who has just come home. he has tons of things carried under his arms (like giant boxes or something), and he has so much stuff it’s awkard for him to have entered the door by himself and without help. he gives me the impression of someone like uncle jesse from full house in that he is really comforting. i have been waiting for him quite a while because he is the anti-thesis of the judgemental people in the other room or something. i feel like that maybe in him there is some sort of equalizing factor that will either make their judgments neutral or will make them think differently of us? i’m not sure. me, in my white dunce cap outfit, rush outside with my friend (?) who seems to have emerged out of nowhere and he is wearnig a red gnome cap. we run as if we are fleeing something like embarrassment and go across the stret to this other house nd sit upon their lawn, right next tot he teps that lead up to their door, right in front of what is probably their living room window. there’s some sort of decorative quality to this house that seems to match very well in my head with our outfits, but i don’t rcall what that quality that is. we sit on their lawn, side by side, and it feels safe.

Corridor
To walk along a corridor in your dream signifies a transitional phase of self exploration. It signals spiritual enlightenment, emotional growth, physical prowess, new opportunities and mental passages in your life. If you are walking through a long corridor, then it represents your desperation in trying to escape a repetitive situation or some behavior patterns. You need to free yourself of this repetition. Alternatively, it symbolizes the choices and options that are available to you. You have a lot of things to consider.

Dim
To dream that it is dim indicates that you are lacking clarity in a waking situation. You need to shed some light or perspective on the issue. Alternatively, the dream may be a metaphor for someone who is dumb or stupid.

Cutting
To dream that you are cutting something signifies a broken relationship or severed connection. Alternatively, the dream may be a metaphor for something you need to “cut out” in your life. Perhaps it refers to a bad habit or a certain food.

Legs
To dream that your leg is wounded or crippled signifies a lack of balance, autonomy, or independence in your life. You may be unable or unwilling to stand up for yourself. Perhaps you are lacking courage and refuse to make a stand. If your dream that one of your leg is shorter than the other, then it suggests that there is some imbalance in some aspect of your life. You are placing more emphasis and weight on one thing, while ignoring other important aspects that need attention as well. If you are a woman and dream that your legs are hairy, then it suggests that you are domineering or that you dominate in the relationship.

Blood
To see blood in your dream represents life, love, and passion as well as disappointments. To dream that others are bleeding signifies an emotional cry for help.

Computer
To see a computer in your dream symbolizes technology, information, and modern life. New areas of opportunities are being opened to you. Alternatively, computers represent a lack of individuality and lack of emotions and feelings. Too often, you are just going along with the flow, without voicing your own opinions and views. You may also feel a depreciated sense of superiority. To dream that your computer has a mind of its own denotes anxiety about technology and loss of control. You are feeling overwhelmed and that you are at the mercy of another. To dream that a computer has a virus or has crashed suggests that something in your life that is out of control. It may parallel something in your life that has come to a crashing end.

Spelling
To dream that you are spelling a word suggests that you are trying to understand a difficult idea by breaking it down into smaller parts. To dream that you cannot spell indicates that you are having difficulties attacking a problem in your life.

Photograph
To see a photograph in your dream indicates that there is a relationship that needs your attention. You are not looking deep enough into the problem. Alternatively, the dream means that you are clinging on to the past or to some false hope.

Woman
To see a woman in your dream represents nurturance, passivity, caring nature, and love. It refers to your own female aspects or your mother. Alternatively, a woman indicates temptation and guilt. To see a group of women talking in your dream refers to some gossip.

Crying
To see someone else crying in your dream, may be a projection of your own feelings onto someone else. If you do not cry in your waking life, then seeing someone else cry may be a little easier to deal with then seeing yourself cry.

Death
To dream about the death of a loved one suggests that you are lacking a certain aspect or quality that the loved one embodies. Ask yourself what makes this person special or what you like about them. It is that very quality that you are lacking in your own relationship or circumstances. Alternatively, to see someone dying in your dream signifies that your feelings for that person are dead or that a significant change/loss is occurring in your relationship with that person. Alternatively, you may want to repress that aspect of yourself that is represented by the dying person.

Emergency
To dream of an emergency indicates that there is a urgent matter that needs your immediate attention. You are about to learn an important lesson.

Ambulance
To see an ambulance in your dream indicates that your careless activities and indiscretion may lead to major problems and complications. This dream may also stem from your own fears of contracting a disease or your deteriorating health. Perhaps, you should cease what you are doing and pay closer attention to some waking situation.
Stretcher
To dream that you are lying on a stretcher indicates your need to be rescued from some situation or relationship. Perhaps you need to take time out and confront your emotional demons.

Stretcher
To dream that you are lying on a stretcher indicates your need to be rescued from some situation or relationship. Perhaps you need to take time out and confront your emotional demons. To see a stretcher in your dream suggests that there is trouble ahead for you in the near future.

Sitting
To dream that you are sitting indicates your indecision. You do not know what you want to do about something. It also suggests that you are idling and wasting your life away.

Cushion
To see or use a cushion in your dream suggests that you are in need of more rest and relaxation. Alternatively, the dream may be a metaphor that you need to “cushion” or distance yourself against a hurtful situation or some offensive remarks.

Kitchen
To see a kitchen in your dream signifies your need for warmth, spiritual nourishment and healing. It may also be symbolic of the nurturing mother or the way that you are for your loved ones. Alternatively the kitchen represents a transformation. Something new or life altering is about to occur. The dream could also be telling you that if “you can’t stand the heat, then you need to get out of the kitchen”. You need to abort your plans.

Telephone
To see or hear a telephone in your dream signifies a message from your unconscious or some sort of telepathic communication. You may be forced to confront issues which you have been avoiding. Alternatively, the telephone represents your communication and relationship with others. To dream that you are having a telephone conversation with someone you know signifies an issue that you need to confront with that person. This issue may have to do with letting go some part of yourself.

Judgment
To dream that you are being judged indicates that you are being put through some test. You are seeking acceptance in order to move forward.

Clothing
To dream of your clothes is symbolic of your public self and how you are perceived. It is indicative of the act you put on in front of others. Clothes are also an indication of your condition and status in life. Thus, if you wear clothes that do not suit you or that you normally would not wear, then it suggests that you are putting up a front and trying to deceive others. Something in your life is “unsuitable”. It may be a symbol of hypocrisy and being someone that you are not. Alternatively, it could also mean that you are revealing a hidden part of yourself to the world.

Costume
To dream that you are wearing a costume indicates that you are putting on a facade toward others. You do not want to reveal your true self and are not being completely honest with people around you.

White
White represents purity, perfection, peace, innocence, dignity, cleanliness, awareness, and new beginnings. You may be experiencing a reawakening or have a fresh outlook on life.�Alternatively, white refers to a clean, blank slate. Or it may refer to a cover-up. In Eastern cultures, white is associated with death and mourning.

Paper
To see blank white paper in your dream signifies your desire to make a fresh start in your life. You need to express yourself through writing or art. Alternatively, blank paper indicates that you need to work on being more communicative.

Cone
To see a cone in your dream represents a flow of ideas and feelings.

Hat
To see or wear a hat in your dream indicates that you are hiding an aspect of yourself or that you are covering up something. Alternatively, it represents your attitude or the various roles and responsibilities you have in your waking life. To dream that you are wearing a top hat denotes your aspirations for wealth. It is also symbolic of male elegance and formality. If the top hat is knocked off your head, then it suggests a loss in your status of a fear that you will be stripped of your authority.

Laundromat
To dream that you are at a Laundromat represents a transformation or cleansing. You are ready to rid yourself of past hurts. It is time for new changes.

Clutter
To see clutter in your dream indicates that you need to clean up and organize a certain aspect of your life. The dream could be telling you that you need to let go of the past.

Man
To see a man in your dream denotes the aspect of yourself that is assertive, rational, aggressive, and/or competitive. Perhaps you need to incorporate these aspects into your own character.

Carry
To dream that you are being carried suggests that you are feeling like a burden to somebody. You need to be more independent and take on more responsibilities. Alternatively, it may elude to romance.

Friend
To see friends in your dream signify aspects of your personality that you have rejected, but are ready to incorporate and acknowledge. The relationships you have with those around you are important in learning about yourself. Alternatively, dreaming of a friend indicates positive news.

Red
Red is an indication of raw energy, force, vigor, intense passion, aggression, power, courage, impulsiveness and passion. The color red has deep emotional and spiritual connotations. Consider the phrase “seeing red” to denote anger. Alternatively, the color red in your dream indicates a lack of energy. You are feeling tired or lethargic.
Red is also the color of danger, violence, blood, shame, rejection, sexual impulses and urges. Perhaps you need to stop and think about your actions.

Embarrassment
To dream that you are embarrassed signifies hidden weaknesses, fears and lack of self-confidence. This dream also suggests that you are also harboring some insecurities about your sexuality.

Running
To dream that you are running away from someone indicates an issue that you are trying to avoid. You are not taking or accepting responsibility for your actions. In particular, if you are running from an attacker or any danger, then it suggests that you are not facing and confronting your fears.

Street
To see a street in your dream symbolizes your life’s path. The condition of the street reflects how much control you have over the direction of your life. Consider also the name on the street as it may offer some significance or advice to the meaning of the dream.

Neigborhood
To dream about your neighborhood represents a sense of community. You need to develop new friends and new ties. Consider your waking feelings toward your neighbors.

Neighbor
To dream of having a good neighbor signifies enjoyment and tranquility at home. If you dream of an angry or unfriendly neighbor, then it signifies dissension and disappointment. There is a waking issue that you need to address with your neighbor. Alternatively, the dream could mean relocation from your home. Perhaps you are in need of a change of scenery.

Lawn
To see a green lawn in your dream represents hope, pleasure, and well-being. You are in control and are making steady and smooth progress. If the lawn is overgrown or full of weeds, then it means that you are not taking good care of yourself.

dream #2
i’m in a wide open indor space with sherry, tin-win, jeanette, >, >, and i have just been entertaining them for an entire day. i’ feel like a failure of a host because i think the entire afternoon was spent doing really mundane shit with my family and that i had chosen to take my friends along on family activities and stayed for longer at those functions than probably ould have been entertaining for them (in real life this actually probably wouldn’t be a problem). tin-win, sherry, and jeanette are sitting and lounged about on cream-colored sofas, i think, and i get the impression that jeanette is kinda looking at something in her hands and has her legs kicked up a bit irreverently. i ask if they had fun during the day. jeanette tell me something like, “to be honest, no.” and then goes back to doing whatever she was formerly doing which is talking to everyone, i think, and i feel bad and ignored.

i think josh wu is nearby and he asks us if we want to go do something or go somewhere with him. i think i am the only taker. i look up at him, past some sofa, and he is holding up a giant beaker-like thing filled with purple wine. i tel him i’l go with him but that i’m not going to drink alcohol. he asks if i always avoid alcohol, and i say pretty much, and i think either he or someone else tries to offer me up alternatives to alcohol…

Glass
To see glass in your dream symbolizes passivity or protection. You may be putting up an invisible barrier to protect yourself in a situation or relationship. If the glass is dirty, cloudy or discolored, then it suggests that you are not seeing something clearly. You need more clarity in a situation. To dream that you are drinking from a glass is an omen of good luck.

Beaker
To see or use a beaker in you dream signifies your need to integrate various aspects of your life together. Alternatively, the dream represents logic and objectivity. Perhaps you need to try looking at a problem from a completely different perspective.

Wine Glass
To see a wine glass in your dream represents happiness. It may also be symbolic of a pregnancy. If you break the wine glass, then it may denote a miscarriage.

Wine
To dream of drinking wine symbolizes festivity, celebration, companionship, satisfaction and success. You are content with the way your life is going. The dream may also be a pun on “whining” and how you like to whine about things. In particular, to dream that you are drinking red wine signifies excess and sensuality.

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alex:
i’ve been set loose in some sort of fantasy FPS match. i have my real body — or at least it feels real, anyways… not sure why i think it’s a game. perhaps because the “world” seems human-made even though it is made out of trees and stone. for example, there’s a cave; from far away it resembles a fairly ornate skull of some type. demon-ish. it had a feeling like an artist made it and that it wasn’t nature. in any case, i’m not really sure what the goal of the game is — presumably not to die. the skull is actually a negative depression into the earth, as if it had been molded downwards. its nose and mouth are dark; they were caves of some form. as numerous of the other people/whatevers in this world near me, i start to get worried that they are going to get me because i have a skull pit behind me and some trees in front of me. i can hear people moving through the brush, so i jump down into the skull and enter one of the various holes. at that, i hear the movement above me hasten — as someone runs to the edge to see if they can figure out where i went. so then, whoever is following jumps down, and he’s a kid, like 14. he has a weapon, unlike me; i don’t have anything. but he is stepping into the dark like a noob and my eyes have adjusted, so i just grab his weapon hand and toss him on the ground. he messes with some sort of torch, so i let him continue, and now the place is lit. then i proceed to rob him. he’s loaded! he has all this money and random stuff h had meticulously hidden under his clothes. i’m trying to get him to explain the currency system to me, because all of the coins are crazy-looking and none of them are the same. they’re all like hand-made or something. and i have a LAPTOP; i don’t know why. i think it’s somehow usable, but i don’t know what the benefit is. well, i’m barely done robbing him and kind of considering keeping him along because he’s such a noob, but something else drops into the pit, and whatever it is, it’s SCARY. the kid and i are human, but this thing is some form of monster. but i get the feeling it’s a player, or human-controlled. in any case, we keep quiet, and it leaves. a while later, a different monster comes, but by now it had heard us, so just holding still in the dark will not suffice. it comes on in, and the kid’s loot is all laid out across the ground. as i try to sort through the stuff he has, the kid tosses me two baton-like things. he is like, “we’re cornered; you gotta kill it.” there’s another stick-like thing, and i toss it to him. so the creature comes in and the dream gets even weirder. the creature seems to be paraplegic, but it’s some sort of lizard/dragon-person with red skin and hair like numerous repitilian tails, with cheesy ass metal bands around the tails (some form of decoration). it’s got some form of jerkin on, but then the lower body is like… a hobo cart. and the dragon thingy has a laptop and a stick. so we beat it up or whatever, and rob it. we set off as partners with our new lootz to pwn some others and i wake up.

vivian:
some girl is trying to get revenge on my brother. not sure why. we spend the entire dream kind of trying to escape her. or maybe it’s not revenge; maybe she is trying to stop him in his tracks so he won’t do something. don’t remember. all i remember is the last part of the dream although the dream itself was massively long. we were trying to escape her and were in a pool (?), and i guess everything she did was futile (by the way, i think “she” was freaking jennifer aniston), and we’d basically come to the conclusion that she wouldn’t actually be able to stop him. but finally, she says she has a secret weapon, and her secret weapon is this giant green laser. the pool we’re at is like, surrounded by people, and when she pulls it out, everyone kind of gasps. green lasers are kind of weird in real life because some of them have been designed to be so strong that they can make people go blind or they can shoot into the sky for what seems like infinitey. anyway. this particular green laser was bigger than those laser pointers and yet another degree removed, because it could cut people in half, apparently. so. she pulls this green laser weapon out, and we’re like, “oh shit!” and dive towards the bottom of the swimming pool and try to stay there because the lasers are refracted by the water. as i was down there, it seemed like someone — i think my mom, although she was like a white lady, i think — had her voice in my head. it was like she was talking to me psychically, but the things she was saying sounded like thoughts coming straight from her head as opposed to things she was saying to me personally. weird. anyway, the voice was like, hoping i would stay down there because who knows where jennifer aniston would shine the laser and she didn’t want me to be hit by it and cut in half!

anyway, the dream ends there kind of, but then part two shows up. part two is like… the beginning of a new movie, whereas the end of the laser thing (although it doesn’t reach a real conclusion it seems) is the end of the first movie. in the new movie, i’m watching third-person ish, like i’m watching a movie. andy chen and someone else are in a kitchen, and they’re washing dishes. my feet touch the floor of the kitchen and it’s like mud; i’m not really there, i don’t think, because they don’t notice me. they’re talking and saying, “every time we move into a new place, it’s so dirty.” the end.

inspiration: walked by a club with green lasers (like you’d see at a rave) shooting out of its doorway, and i thought it was scary case those things are scary (some green lasers made people go blind at a rave in russia, ha).

jeanette:
i’m with my friend adam and on our way with another guy (didn’t know him) to adam’s “friend’s” house. yes, pay attention to those quotes! so apparently, we get there and i’m clued in — this isn’t just a typical friend visit; there is a mission. so, adam is a con-artist. he meets people in the “industry” (in real life he is in the movie business, ish) and then cons them and steals from their homes.

we head inside this amazing, expensive condo building in los angeles and head to the victim’s place. he is an older white man with an asian wifeey. almost immediately the guy says he is going to go take a shower and the wife talks to us. then it begins. adam is there in sight, with me. and his extra friend (who didn’t come up with us) sneaks in the back door and starts to steal valuables. then as we’re left alone, adam gets a signal that the other guy is done jackin shit so we take off. i, the newb, go for the elevators and lose the guys. we reconvene street level and adam is like, “YOU NEVER TAKE AN ELEVATOR IN THIS SITUATION!” shit, how was i to know!?

we just get in the car and see the dude run out after us. we get away but the rest of the dream, i’m straight freaking out. like, we are going to jail, this is bad bad bad! then as we’re driving away, the guy calls adam and i look at adam when he’s on the phone with the guy he just stole from and i see a look on adam’s face i’ve never seen before. i remember in the dream thinking, man, he looks so… different… sinister. adam is calm and talks to the guy, saying, “what are you talking about? i didn’t take anything. i was with you guys the whole time,” and goes on to continue to be convincing. such a thought-out plan.

alex:
this woman and i are walking a baby penguin, or a baby something. it’s a bird. its back is black. its wings are flipperish. it can swim. it has some yellow spikey feathers near its head, though, so it isn’t exactly a penguin. looks like a penguin with a little yellow crown, i guess, or a mohawk. i don’t know. this is a weird walk, cause we are somewhere tropical, walking along a beach. there is a little island not far from shore at all, so we swim, and the bird follows like it’s a dog or something, always 5-20 feet away, checking stuff out and coming closer if we get too far apart. in any case, asides from the awesomeness of walking a baby penguin… the only thing that happens beyond that is that at one point during our swim, we come near a tiny little island that is a nesting ground for some other type of bird… and little penguin just climbs out of the water with its flipperwings and tries to walk across it. it gets pounced and partially ravaged by some birds there. i think they’re going to kill it because they’re so much bigger, but i make it out of the water before the penguin’s too badly injured, and i throw ghandfuls of gravel/sand at the birds and they give us some room. we walk off the island and continue.

then i have a dream about walking through some really psychedelic woods. the lighting is all weird. huge amounts of aqua and light blues. occasionally mild oranges and reds. the place is full of snakes. i am mostly running the whole time because i think the snakes are the least of my worries, though i can’t remember why. there are crazy mushrooms in there. it’s a stoner dream, emo. i have to be cautious as i near the various snakes, and then after that, i can see where everything is, so i would sprint a bit and then go back to being stealthy. i think it may have physically connected to the other dream — like maybe i swam out of the water onto an island which contains these woods, but the woman and penguin are gone and the feeling is more nightmarish. i don’t know.

after that, i find a building. it’s really big. it’s like an old 1960’s hospital or something. then the dream turns rather zombie-apocalypse. i forget what happens exactly, but i am under the impression that i have been running out of the woods from zombies. in any case, i’m picking my way through the well-lit hospital, and there is mos def scary shit around, but it sounds pretty far away. i hear someone scream in the distance on occasion, but the hallway that i’m in is pretty much dead… i’m just trying to find people. it’s a full-on nightmare at this point.. my dreams have a certain flavor to them when they are nightmares. something can be a nightmare without anything particualrly bad happening (though something bad usually happens). to describe the feeling… i’d say its like sitting at the movies and watching a horror film… but you haven’t seen any blood and guts yet. it has that feel.. and your mind looks for something sinister even during the mundane plot development. thats what my nightmares feel like… something bad is going to happen at some point. so then, i’m crossing a bridge between wings of the hospital (not too disimilar to the layout of a hospital i worked at when i was 14-18) and the sounds of people yelling get much, much closer, and i think they’re further down the same hall i’m in. i start running towards the sounds, and i notice a row of operating tables occupying the left wall of this wide hallway. i hear the people very close now… but i’m temporarily more intested in what’s on these tables. there are a few corpses… some fresh, some old (though there is no smell/flies/anything, really). some have white sheets, but there is one table that has a naked female lying on her side. her body is painted silver. the paint is thick; it can almost be a skin-tight suit, but i think it’s more like latex paint or something. her face is completely painted over, obscuring any facial features. there are crimson lines in the paint. i’m not sure why exactly. they mostly look decorative. one may have been a belt. another may have been a shoulder strap… and then there is a wide oval circling where both her eyes would’ve been, as if she were some sort of silver cyclops. her mouth is smoothed over by this latex-like metalic silver mask/suit thing. her hair is dirty grey-beige and looks like a wet hairbrush. it’s unclear if she is really a human body or more like some weakly-featured scuplture. it’s also unclear how her hair comes out of this suit, given that her body is pretty much sealed by it… which makes me think, maybe it is skin. in any case, my fascination with the silver corpse comes to an end as numerous people come running down the hall… perhaps 6-10 people, and they slam a door at the end of the hall. they are panting and yelling at each other. then they see me, they say some things to me, and i’m not sure what’s going on. they were running from something, for sure. they are talking a million miles a minute at me. i’m not sure whats going on. and then the sivler corpse moves a little bit. everyone starts screaming, and someone yells something about a “silver shrieker”… or it was something like that. they all scatter. i just stand there staring at her. she grabs a syringe from near her operating table and starts to scratch at where her eyes would be. i see the silver tear. there is something gooey and beige/grey underneath. it’s mucousy as the silver peels back from whatever is underneath. something yells at me, “DON’T LET HER SEE YOU WHAT YOU ARE DOINGGGG!” it occurs to me that i am super fucked, and the fear of the group possess me. her face is almost free of whatever that silver stuff is, and she is going to see me, so i dive into a room which is immediately behind me and across from her. it makes a lot of noise, and three people are in there cowering. i hide just around the corner from the doorway (there is no door), and just as fast as i make it there, i hear the silver woman pounce off her table onto the floor and scamper towards me. her face comes around the edge of the door and pauses one foot away from me. i’m holding super still, trying not to breathe, but her face is terrifying. the flesh near her eyes just sinks like the interior of a flower… sinks towards a tiny stem that comes out like the male sex organ of a flower. the tiny stems that must be eyes or some form of sensory organ are a dark blood-ish purple.. and they move very slowly as if tasting the air. it’s like a decay flesh flower, or perhaps like the tongue of a snake, at the same time. her mouth is huge and lipless… large teeth, all canines interlock… and she opens her mouth and mucous and slimy shit is pulled apart as the teeth separate. i’m so scared that i start to hyperventilate. i’m trying to control the movement of my chest. it’s very mild; i hope she cant see me breathing. i’m guessing she can’t see if i don’t move because she hasn’t killed me yet, but the panic in me is getting so strong she has to go away or surely she will see me moving. i’m trying so hard to control my breathing that i am almost completely physically awake at this point. but the dream continues, very shallowly as she backs out of the room and i hear her fleshy feet pat their way down the hall. i don’t plan on moving for the next hour and then i fully wake up.

josh:
some evil bad guys were after us, us being our merry band of rebels. the evil bad guys took the form of a corrupt military police force with bayonets. i think they might have been from a banana republic. i dunno, cuz my dream didn’t specify. anyhow, we were running through the jungle trying to escape their thirst for innocent blood. the highlight of the plot had to be when we all dove under the wide river. just as they started to puncture the water with their evil police spears, all hundred of us locked hands, then magically darted away like a school of fish, magical fish.

vivian:
i’m in the passenger seat of a car that’s driving on the freeway. we pass by a building that’s like a mall, and i see this giant fucking crab poking out the top of the buildings!! it’s huge!! and i point it out to everyone in the car (there’s three other people) and it takes them a while to actually see it. the crab is flicking little tiny people who don’t even look like people off the sides of balconies, and i wonder if this is staged or what. but soon it becomes very clear that it is not staged, there is in fact this giant ass crab infiltrating the city. i start to pull out my camera to take a video, but by the time i pull it out, the crab has become less active and the car is too far away for me to video. someone, i think lenny, makes fun of me for being too slow. we drive away. fast-forward and i’m at home, and i find out via the television (or something) that the giant crab is some kind of government project gone wrong!! DUN DUN DUN!!