Dreams

20/10/14

This dream is total weirdness in two parts.

The only thing I remember from the first part was that I was watching some kind of programme and my favourite character died of pneumonia. I don't even know.

The second part, I'd been 'chosen' for something. Like a cross between the Hunger Games, The Maze Runner and the Gone series of books. The opening scene of this involved me fighting already, trying to blast the bad guys with some sort of red blast, before I was called to this stone reception desk thing in the middle of the room. Here I was given a photo of my 'partner', soon to arrive. He was a boy my age who I'd never met.

But I soon did meet him - I suddenly found myself a good thousand metres off the ground with the team of boys (and my 'partner') sat at a table, falling rapidly. We somehow made it to the ground safely. After making preparations for whatever we had to do to start (if we didn't win, we'd die) I somehow fell out with my partner and was trying to find him to apologise for whatever I'd done. I think I must have said something by accident; I'm good at that. A couple of times I saw a new group arriving with kids as young as five or six. There were kids from my primary school and kids from lower years in my secondary - I cried a lot, because I knew they'd all be slaughtered. Time ran out, I suddenly found myself a way down the street from the house this all started in. I could see the house, in front was a dirt road, leading to a natural bridge over a huge ravine up to the mountains. Above the massive, snow-capped mountain hovered alien space ships. I started running back and, jumping, managed to sort of fly a little way. I did this twice before arriving with my team. We started up these little vehicle things and set off up the bridge. There was still no sign of my partner. Once or twice one of us nearly slipped off, but was saved by another. Before we got anywhere in particular I woke up.