So this one is from last night, and it's one of my more....unusual dreams.
The dream starts off with me having amnesia of some sort, and I can't remember anything about my classes, so I ask this guy I know where my homeroom is. I get this vibe off him that he likes me, but I'm Not interested right now, so I keep it short and sweet.
In my homeroom my teacher announces that we're going to be moved into cabins for a big field trip or something.
My friend Rebecca is there with me, and her bed is next to mine. We get settled into our cabin and look around the rooms for a bit, there's not much there, and it's cramped with like 9 people in one cabin.
Then we're told that we have to go visit the Band kids cabin. I groan about it because I don't like percussion, but go anyway. Rebecca comes with me, bored out of her mind. She doesn't like music period.
The cabin is more like a warehouse, and after the first couple small cabiny rooms, there's a Gigantic one full of three level bunks. I look around for anyone I know, and appreciate the fact that I wasn't one of the kids who had to sleep on the top bunk.
Quickly a couple supervisors split the girls from the boys and send us to another building. This is where the weird begins. My school is huge, and apparently a bunch of girls there had gotten pregnant in the past year.
This building was like a giant nursery, and the girls were meant to be nurses for the kids who had already been born, while their mother's recovered. I knew this was a bad idea, as Rebecca isn't very good with little kids.
She and I end up watching a little one together, it's only a few hours old, and I haven't bothered asking whether it's a boy or a girl. I let Rebecca hold it and she end up getting one of the supervisors to admit that the child might be 'bad'. Which makes no sense to me. I argue with him, trying to get him to explain, but before he can a guard, one of the guys that seems to be running this messed up operation, takes him to see another girl who is going into labor, with a gun to the back of his head.
I know better than to watch them leave, and I focus on the baby in Rebecca's arms.
A few years later, though no one has aged but the children it seems, the baby we'd watched is now 4, and is incredibly grown up. She speaks almost perfectly, and walks with complete balance. She doesn't like people really, and hates when older women talk to her, except Rebecca and I because we'd raised her.
More years go by, and she's an adult now. Out of the blue one night she attacks me and drags me up to the roof, where she'd already brought the supervisor from her birth, and the guard who'd taken him away. She ties me up and hold a knife to my throat and demands answers.
The guard laughs about it and explains that vampires had been impregnating the women in the hopes that their breed would continue, but because they couldn't be born undead, they became one of two things.
Either they were healthy, or they were psycopaths with bloodlust. He even admitted to being her father.
The supervisor said that he was a vampire as well, but he'd refused to go along with their plan, and was kept as a prisoner instead.
Now that the whole story had been laid out, I woke up.
