November 13, 2008

This dream was particularly odd.

There is a guy at work, we'll call him Willard because he reminds me of the guy from Willard. He's creepy, quiet, but when he talks he's LOUD. He's kind of...borderline rude sometimes.


Well, the dream began with me running into Willard at work as I am heading up toward the building. The layout and landscape was a little different, but it was work still the same. Willard is talking to me, loudly, about something he firmly is against. I hear odd noises coming from behind us, so I glance back.

Completely unbeknownst to Willard, probably because he is talking too loud to hear over himself, there is a large crowd of badly injured people walking through the hallway. The first one I see is a man who is completely drenched in blood from head to toe, though I doubt all of it was his own. He was missing a leg, but seemed to be walking just fine with the exception of a loud moaning.

Behind this man, others are covered in blood the same way, some with missing arms, some missing legs, some missing half their heads.

Seeing this, I grab Willard's shirt and pull him out of the way of the weirdness that is coming our way. Willard gets a little frustrated and asks me why I did that. I point behind him and say "That's why. Watch out!"

Then we feel the floor shaking and hear a loud crash. I look over the glass doors leading outside and see these huge, huge HUGE mice with horns ramming the wall. It holds a few times, but it becomes evident that it won't hold forever. People are cramming into the elevators, and my other friend, we'll call her Evelyn because that's the name that came to mind, was screaming for me to get into the elevator. I make it, but for some reason Willard stops and doesn't get it.

The door closes.

I get outside and both Evelyn and Willard are out there with me. For the first time I realize that the entire worksite is surrounded by chainlink fence, 3/4 of which you can see through, but on the far side, there is something obstructing our view, a wall beyond the fence.

To our right we see people fleeing, to our left we see monstrous size rhinoceri, and from all sides we are seeing soldiers - very young, very un-American soldier with big guns. Most of them don't look over 15.

We all start running toward the far side fence, somehow urged by mysterious knowledge that our own armed forces are on the other side. I lose track of Willard and Evelyn, but don't realize it until I get to the fence where a soldier has just cracked open the fence door and I basically plow right through him, expecting the other two to be behind me.

The soldier goes out into the open asking what was going on, and I look out and don't see Willard nor Evelyn. So I'm screaming at the soldier to get back in, but he's curious.

So I grab the back of his uniform and drag him back to the supposed safe side of the fence.

And that's all I remember.


Outcome: Absolutely nothing.