dreams

Dream 24, June 2nd, 2021

Hehe, I got caught again. From what I remember, I am in some camp area. There are a bunch of tents set up, a big fire, a stable type area, and some sort of armory tent. Then the out-of-place stuff was literal house closets everywhere with the crappiest shelves, a big hole in the ground, and finally, some good ol' balls of fire floating in the air. Well, the balls of fire could have been from a mage or something, who knows. I am in the prison tent with some other prisoners. Nice. Hands are bound with rope and I am wearing this thief outfit; leather, many pockets, random leather straps, just a generic one. I did have a pizza shirt underneath it if that counts. Per usual, I'm sort of having the time of my life, excited I am being taken somewhere even if it's to kill me. Though, I do know I need to try and escape- I had places to be! This general lady comes into the tent with a sneer and I wave hello at her with a big smile. She does not like that so she lifts me up onto my feet using my vest collar and shoves me out of the tent. Either she is really strong or the dream had a "glitch" because I was somehow shoved halfway across the camp. I'm going to say it was a glitch because I watched the angry general lady stomp her way over for a good two minutes towards me. Once she got within five feet of me, she pointed and shouted, "Don't you even think of crossing those boundary lines!" She sounded like an upset chipmunk. She then led me to these crates full of junk? I guess they were "supplies". It wasn't literal junk but most of the items looked pretty useless. She tried to unbound my hands, she had difficulty so I took them off for her. She muttered a quick thanks, not realizing I just took them off easily. I nodded and knew what she was going to direct me to do so I waved her off. I had to put the storage crates right in those out-of-place house closets. I picked up one of the storage crates and walked to a distant closet with ease. I passed a group of orc soldiers and they stopped me to search the crates. I think it was because they were not supposed to be that light so they thought I did something fishy to the crate. Little looks of shock entered their facial features and two of them picked up a crate and handed it right back to me. I held it against my hip with one hand and smiled and waved as I continued to my destination. I got to the closet finally with a bunch of other storage crates around it, failures of the other prisoners for not being able to lift the crates to put them on a shelf. I pushed mine onto a shelf and with hands-on my hips, looked at the other crates with a thoughtful look if they could help me escape in any way. I heard a voice in my head tell me to look at the third one to the right of me. I nodded and went over to that one. EXCEPT, I got distracted because a crate leading up to it had something shiny in it. Shuffling through the crate to see what the shiny thing was, I could not really find it. The shiny thing was a moving ball of light or something. I heard a couple of cane taps, I ignored them and kept trying to grab the shiny thing. I sighed with disappointment and frowned. I took everything out of the crate by then so all that was left was this circle of light on the bottom of the crate. I put my hand on it, cold, the ball of light was unattainable. I heard another cane tap but louder this time. I kept trying to grab the light, trying to warp some sort of physics with my brain so I could touch it. I felt a large hand grab my shoulder firmly and drag me towards that third crate I was supposed to look at (hehe bossman got impatient). The hand even gave me a little pat as it went away. I feel like a child now. An orc-guard came over, I can't remember their exact words but generally; they were making sure I wasn't stealing or hiding anything since I was kneeling in front of the crate. I acted like I was checking the crate to make sure it was sturdy enough to be picked up. My acting worked and the orc strolled off. I went to another crate to pick it up and put it in the closet so my suspicion level would go down. However, I did not expect an actual bowling ball to roll off from the top shelf as I pushed the crate in to fall. Where the hell did the bowling ball come from!? Who knows. All I know is that it hit me right in the head hard and I fell backward hitting my head more on the crate and once again on the ground. My head was hit three times. I lay on my back pretty disoriented. Hands are floating up a bit trying to grab the sun, I squint my eyes and lightly touch my head. I know my head is bleeding somewhere. I move my legs a bit and try to lean up but my head seems too heavy now. I groan and put the back of my hand over my eyes. I think about that stupid bowling ball. I'm actually kinda mad at the ball. Reminded me of my deep-seated hatred for closets with shelves in the dream. My head hurt outside and inside, I heard a group of footsteps come over with voices. I leaned up despite the pain and ignored the massive ringing in my head as I squinted at the orc guards. I grabbed one of the straps on their legs and pulled myself up to stand. I waved a finger at one of them like I was scolding them for something. Don't know why I did this. I stumbled a lot since my vision was all warbly and eventually fell into that empty crate. I thought this was my bed so I curled up in it all nice and comfy. That's all I remember. Don't know if I drifted off to sleep or if the dream ended right there and then. Dumb closets and their sneaky bowling balls. I never did get to see what was in that third crate.