Dream Journal

Dream Entry 1: Santa's Reindeers

My family and I were on a hiking trip, which was odd since we were hermits and never really went anywhere unless we had to. Everyone was required to put their stuff away, including me, which was strange. Why weren't we taking our mountain gear in there? I didn't know then. As I put my stuff away, my family left me behind.

Quite oddly, it never striked me that I had a lot more gear than they did and was taking an awful long time. I didn't have to wait long though, as a dude randomly came out of nowhere, got into the car, and starting driving with ME still in the car. What the hell, dude? was all I could think of saying. Before I could even react, he charged the car tOwARDs the building, almost ramming into it before coming to a screeching stop. Jeez.

I never got an explanation as there was a time skip, like most dreams do. I was somehow isolated on the mountain with a group of people who took on the form of various people I knew in real life.
So weird.

Everything suddenly took on the form of a video game and our new goal was to find the car so we could escape. In order to reach the area we needed to go to for a reason I can't remember, we had to get past a glitching Luigi with a gigantic paintbrush (I'm not making this up XD). His brush strokes were daNGerOuS and he attacked the people closest to him, including me.

Of course, I somehow managed to knock the weapon out of his hands and DPS him (if you don't know gaming terms, I basically started hitting Luigi like crazy XDDD) Everyone else joined in to destroy the mob/NPC/dUde iN thE wAY, before giving up because it was taking too long.

One of the people in the group claimed that "back at the base, the car is there" which turned out to not be true at all. Either way, that never striked me then, and I followed them to the place.

Don't ask me why but the "base" was a home of a woman and a baby who was kind enough to offer us shelter. I never realized that the group was full of KIDS.

Anyway, one of the kids was having a fight with the woman, saying that she was mean and didn't care about our safety. The woman started getting upset and saying that they don't know how hard she works, which ya know, isn't exactly the image you'd expect from such a strong woman living in the mountains alone. Perhaps that's what got to her. Anyway, it was getting tense and I decided to step in, comforting and giving the woman understanding, to which she received quite well.

Then, we all went to hide.

Someone was coming. No, a group.

The baby was crying loudly, the cries echoing and resounding from down the hallway ... The woman was trying to distract the strangers from finding us in the secret room, to no avail.

The sound of a sharp object being dragged against a wall echoed and bounced..... Making everyone dead quiet though we tried to barricade the door with our bodies. Since this is apparently still a game, we had prepared Reindeer soup! It wasn't made of reindeers, it was just the name of the group of supporters that support the group of terrorists/bad guys. It was a peace offering, in summary. Don't ask me how we knew that secret.

We opened the door and left it out there. Then a man and his accomplice entered, downing the soup in one go. He gave out a relaxed sigh, walking in confidently and looking over us with his chin raised in proudness. "You must be Santa's Reindeers." (And blah blah dramatic speech)

Because we were apparently "supporters" we had to go to the fighter school where Santa's Reindeers are trained to be part of the Evil Guy group (I never learned the name). The odd part was that my teacher was my AUNT.

She showed us a diagram, explaining that her expression was how difficult the training was. If she was smiling, it was easy mode. If she was neutral, the training was normal mode and so on.....

Everything was then suddenly anime style. My character (at least I assume) sat in a classroom. The period was over and we were required to move on to the next class. The main character was making her way out when stopped by two stuck up fakes. They asked her to help them with something, give them an example of her work or something around those lines. The girl obliged, inserting a cable(????) into an old movie player.

Afterwards, she told them to ask if they had any questions. The two girls grinned, an evil smile on their faces.

They were rookie crushers.

Anyway, in summary, literally nothing in my dream made sense. Santa's Reindeers, Glitchy Luigi, giant paintbrush, rookie crushers..... It was a weird dream.