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Dream – Near Death/Rebirth

I was walking around this kind of dilapidated city area, with a decent sized group of people. We were just walking around quietly, observing our surroundings. Almost everything was covered with a thick layer of dust, leaving footprints that made it seem as though it had snowed. Small buildings surrounded us, with plain concrete facades giving the notion that anything that had been painted on the surface had either faded away, or was blown off. We continued to walk around, looking into the buildings, but seeing only empty rooms.

It was then when a blinding flash of light erupted from the distance, and everyone started to scream. “Another one!” someone yelled, and while I ran in the general direction of everyone else, I could see a huge mushroom cloud, and a slow moving glow coming from it, expanding at all angles. I followed my friend Rory into a building and along with a few others, we entered a room and stopped. Rory told everyone to get in specific places, since according to him by standing in these positions we survived the last “one”. He and I had a system where we would blink twice with our right eye to signal if we were still alive.

The rumbling of the explosion intensified, and this glow of light entered the room. It got brighter and brighter and then reached a point where it stayed. I looked around at the shaking room, and everyone that stood was turning transparent. I looked at my own hand and saw that it was transparent as well. The shaking got worse, and then everything went black.

I got up, buried in rubble, and looked around. All of the small buildings I had seen before were reduced to the ground. I brushed myself off and walked a bit until I met up with a group of people who were surveying the damage. Rory was there, so I joined him in walking around. There was still a slight rumble in the ground, but the glowing cloud was gone, and no one had that transparent look they had before.

The ground began to shake again, and in the distance, dust could be seen being blown up at the horizon line. No one could really make out what it was, but it didn’t matter as artillery rounds began flying at us, setting off explosions all over the place. There was no order to our escape this time, as everyone ran off into different directions. As I ran, I could see that tanks were now driving towards us off in the horizon, shooting straight ahead. I Dodged explosions and continued to run away. After so much running, I was fatigued and found some cover by some rubble formations and just sat there.

The rate of explosions began to die down, and soon after, Humvees started driving past where I was. The dust settled a bit, and I could see that there was a city to my left, untouched by the destruction that had befallen the area I was in. The Humvees were driving toward the city, so as one drove past, I ran behind it and jumped into the back of the vehicle, which was not occupied. There was a black bag in the back that had a pistol in it. I took it.

The driving went on for a bit, and after passing through a bunch of stops and a tunnel, I was in the city. I walked around a bit, but no one was around. I continued on, and turned a corner. There was a fairly large two way avenue, with brownstones lining both sides of the street. On one side, all of the buildings had these large banners at the top of the building, showing a picture of someone with their name below the picture. People emerged and began to see me. Compared to the fancy clothing everyone was wearing, my tattered, dust covered appearance stuck out like a sore thumb. People stared as I walked by. I walked up to one building and looked up. There was a banner showing a picture of my face with my name on it. I walked up the stairs, and opened the door. There was a huge ballroom with people in it, and when I opened the door everyone turned to look at me. Everyone was dressed extremely nice. I saw my mother and father, and smiled to them. Instead of returning the favor, my mother picked up the phone and yelled “Police!”

Dream – Adventure x4

Part 1

Things began in a school setting as I walked into a lunch room. The room was full of students, and I walked up to an area that had a bunch of food and grabbed a sandwich and started walking towards a table. I met up with three friends and we started walking far away from most of the tables, and ended up outside of the school where we continued walking far away. We got to a picnic table and there was a girl who was following us who I turned to talk to. She asked us why we sat so far away, and said she thought she was the only person who came out this far. My friends sat down at the table but I turned to see an odd looking house.

I walked in to the place, and the girl followed me in. Inside was kind of like a toy store, with a single man behind a counter. He was a balding Indian man, and he pointed above him where there were a bunch of action figures, and then handed me a figure. He then pointed to a piece of paper on the wall next to him that says that there is some kind of contest where if you guess the matching figure on the wall, you win the prize. I looked at the toys above the counter and saw a similar figure to the one I had in my hand, just with a different paint job, which was cyclops from x men. The man smiled, and handed me two over-sized drum sticks. The girl behind me had this block looking thing , and asked me to help her figure out what it was, but when I looked above the counter I saw nothing similar so she left without a prize.

I started talking to the guy behind the counter, saying that I was surprised that the place wasn’t full of kids from the school all the time, but he said that the place was empty for most of the day, minus a couple of people here and there. We continued the conversation outside, where I was asking how long he had been there. I then started to talk again, but when turning around to look at the store, I saw that it was on fire. The guy freaked out and started running back to the store. I wanted to get help so I ran across a street and started looking for someone with a phone. As I was running, I entered a city environment and there were little kids lined up on the sidewalk. Many of them were crying, so I told them to calm down and that everyone would be ok. I told people to call 911, and then started running back to the store. When I got there, half of the fire was gone and the man was now on the roof of the house for some reason. There were no fire trucks in sight, and the man was screaming for help. So I looked up at the fire and lifted my hand. With an extreme amount of energy being sucked out of my body, I waved my arm and began to erase the fire. With fire disappearing with each of my arm movements, the blaze got smaller and smaller, but just as I was complete, the house exploded, sending all kinds of materials through the air. I didn’t give up though. I held out both arms, and with immense concentration, stopped all materials in the air that had been shot into the air, and brought them all back together, while completely eliminating the fire. It was almost like watching the explosion in reverse. I started walking towards the place, and saw the man standing in front of the door with a simple smile on his face.

Part II

The next part took place in a modern theme park at night, where I was walking around by myself just looking at various parts of the place. There were a few people walking around, and the place had an Olympic village vibe to it. I then met up with my brother, Who was messing around with a piece of pipe. He was spraying some kind of aerosol into it, and then used a lighter to try to ignite the fumes. He asked me to join him, but I start yelling that he’d get us in trouble. He then lit the edge of the pipe on fire and threw it to me, and it started fizzing with flame and I began to feel resistance from it. I let go and the pipe shot into the air like a rocket and fell shortly after, causing a huge boom that startled everyone around us. As people starting coming near, I pretended like I was surprised at what just happened and just started walking away from the scene.

Dream – Regular Day

After enjoying a meal and going for a jog in the rain, disaster strikes and the struggle for survival begins.

I was eating at a restaurant, going through the usual motions one does at such a place. I finished my meal and left, quite possibly didn’t pay for it, and walked outside. It was raining pretty hard, but I didn’t care. I started to jog in the rain and some people that were hiding under buildings and looking out of their windows were laughing at me but I still didn’t care.

To everyone’s shock and surprise, the ground started to rumble like crazy and people began to scream and panic. Buildings started to shed their outer materials as the vibrations sent large pieces of stone to the ground. I started to run, dodging the falling debris and ran up to higher ground to an area that didn’t really have any buildings around it. I ended up on a grassy hill that overlooked the roofs of a few buildings and could see buildings falling in the distance. I heard the bending and screeching of metal and turned around to see that a water tower was falling, and I was right in its drop zone. I ran and jumped onto one of the roofs that was next to the hill, and dodged the tower. It crashed on the ground and started to roll down the hill a little, and safely landed on the roof next to me.

I thought I was safe for the moment, but with little notice, half of the building I was standing on collapsed, and it happened to be the half that the tower and I was on. I grabbed on to one of the towers ladder pieces and fell to the ground. After the hard fall, the tower was on top of me, but it wasn’t crushing me as I was in a crevice made by the towers round shape. Once everything that had fallen was settled, the other half of the building began to fall right on the tower, and with each mass of the building falling on the tower, it felt like it was starting to lose its shape and was caving in under the weight of the other half of the building. Slowly, the tower was getting closer to me and more dust and debris was gathering around me. The tower wasn’t as much of a threat as the debris, because I was starting to get buried by it. With the tower pressed more on me, the building had finished falling and it was silent. The immense vibrations started to die down, and I began to try to crawl my way out.

When I finally got out, my surroundings were nothing like they were before. Only crumbled buildings and skeletons of what had been there before remained. People began to emerge, but one person caught my attention. He was covered in blood and was waving a gun around. He was yelling all kinds of random blabber and people around us just kind of stared at him in fear. He finally pointed and shot the gun. A direct hit to my leg. I went down, and he went to pull the trigger again, but he was out of ammo. He let out a crazy yell and ran away. I got up, felt the wound, and I could feel the bullet in my leg. I then used my fingers to take it out, and that was that.

The dark sky started to clear up a little bit, and at this point, thousands of people had congregated to the area I was in. There was a huge military blockade that was keeping people contained in the area, and it was pretty chaotic. A sound caught everyone’s attention, and all of the people as well as myself looked to the sky to see a large fleet of planes flying over us dropping huge supply boxes that parachuted and landed on the ground. People were running towards the boxes and ripping them open, but once again people were put in fear as some of the supply crates parachutes did not deploy, they fell to the ground hard and were crushing people. I just sat by one of the crates that had already fallen to the ground and figured that it was a safe spot to be.

Dream – Afterlife

I was in some stage of afterlife. I knew that I was dead, and didn’t seem to have any problem with it. I was in this old but well kept house that I was always inside. I was with my mentor, who looked like Liam Neeson. It was as if we were spirits that investigated strange things going on in our world, and in other places. We would set ourselves up to have this kind of “Vision” where you enter the eyes of someone else and see and feel what they are going through, while able to explore a bit with what exactly is going on. What we would do was hold onto this old antique book and focus extremely hard on the book, and we would enter the eyes of someone else.

The first time, I entered the eyes of a dead man who was looking for something. He was black and looked like a normal person, except every joint on his body was inside out, so instead of skin, you could see his muscles, ligaments, and bones. He was driving a pickup truck with another man in it. Looking through the other man’s eyes, the black guy’s body was completely normal. The truck stopped short and I saw what was outside. A dead horse was on the side of the road, and on the patio of the house right next to where the horse was lying, there was another horse on its side that was alive but in some kind of fatal seizure. The two men got out of the truck and moved the dead horse to the sidewalk. They then went to approach the other horse, but a man standing there watching the horse catches their eyes. They went up to him, and once they looked into his eyes, an insane fear washed over them, and that was it, they were gone. That was the end of the first vision.

Upon waking from the vision, I was out of breath, but I was calmed by my mentor. I was back in the house, but the walls were a different color. We then went back to the book, but instead of having a vision, we were going to meet up with someone named Zev. Zev was pretty much our enemy, yet had our respect because he was the only person we had contact with. When we met, it was like the room we were in was split in half, with us on once side of the room, and the other showing Zev’s room. He and my mentor would talk about certain subjects in a respectful manner, but soon things would get ugly and there would be this kind of showdown where he would summon these misty orbs of fog and would throw them at us, and we had to concentrate to either absorb the things and then throw them back, or reflect them completely, making them bounce back at Zev. This would go on for a time, and then we would return. After returning, the house was different again. It was now time for us to go back in. We went to the book, and entered the eyes of another.

This time I was in the eyes of a man who is at a party. It was a pretty casual party; just 5 or 6 people hanging out together. Everything seemed to be going fine until a faint, but extremely strange sound was heard in the background that the people don’t notice. It was like a mid pitch blood-curdling howl that has two tones that make it one. One tone was the constant howl, while the other one was constantly shifting from mid pitch to high pitch to low pitch. A knock on the door was heard. A woman with black hair entered the room, and seemed to know everyone else. The sound was heard again, but this time it was coming from inside the room. Out of nowhere, the party-goers started making out with each other and everyone was taking off their clothes like it was some kind of orgy. One of the girls gave the man a drink to help him relax, and then they made him lie down on top of the table that was in the middle of the room. The woman with the black hair, and another woman stay with the man, and the other people go into another room and close the door. Both girls got on top of the mam, and they started to make out. While that happens, that same strange sound is heard, coming from mouth of the girl with black hair. This time the man notices the sound, and became very fearful. He tried to get up, but they held him down. He begans to struggle as he waved his limbs around, until something caught his eye. When he saw his arms and legs, they had been butchered. All of his skin had been cut off, and his muscles had been ripped out. All that was left were his bones and some other tissue. Right as he noticed it a scream erupted from his mouth, and in the next room where the other people went, screams were also heard. Then in a painfully loud volume was that strange howl, followed then darkness. The vision was over.

Dream – Zombies!

Part 1

I was in a New York apartment with my brother, which was somewhat similar to the one we lived in when we were younger. There was a stairway leading down somewhere and a young girl came out of said stairway crying about something. She had a big cut on her arm and she was twitching. I asked her what was wrong and all she said was “sorry, I did it…I started it.” over and over again. She then collapsed on to the floor. Someone else was coming up the stairs now. As we were trying to see what was wrong with the little girl, we looked up and saw the body of a half decayed man. With a grunt out of his mouth he started to advance on my brother and I. We pulled out guns that we just happened to have and put two shots into the thing’s head, taking it out. We heard more steps coming from the stairway and both decided we needed to get out of there. We went to the side door and opened it. In a moment of surprise, another creature was right there waiting for us, waving its arms at us but moving pretty fast. We ran back to the front of the building and looked outside the window, where we saw people running up and down the streets in chaos. The creature was now coming at us, but with two shots to the head, we put it down. Just when we thought we were safe for the moment, the little girl rose up from the floor. With blood and green foam coming out of her eyes, she started running towards us. Triggers pulled, she was dead. An even louder noise began to come from the stairs, so I opened a window and we climbed down the front of the building to the sidewalk. People were running all over the place, but we headed east toward one of the main avenues.

Once we got to the main avenue, there weren’t as many people around. We kept on running up the sidewalk, eventually agreeing with one another that we needed to find a car. We began to search for a vehicle to steal, but at this point there was no one around us except for two random people who were running with us. Finally, we stumbled on an already running truck that had one of the doors open. When we got to the truck, which was an SUV of some sort, there was a big puddle of blood on the ground next to the open door. We jumped in and the people behind us begged us to let them in as well, so we did. We started to drive, going as fast as the vehicle could go. We continued north and made it out of the city, where we began to drive on a country type dirt road. As we progress, the road suddenly got really choppy and turned into a muddy path. It was certainly not the best place for mud, as the path started to go on an incline. We were still going very fast, so the truck started to slide all over the place. The hill we were on just kept on getting steeper and steeper until the point that it was going almost 90 degrees straight up. We stopped, and the truck was stuck.

We got out to look around, but the sound of jet planes caught our attention. In an instant, two fighter jets flew by at an amazing speed, and we could see an approaching projectile heading right for us. “It’s a bomb!” my brother yelled, and we began to run. We jumped off the side of the hill and rolled a bit before the shock wave of the explosion passed us. Unfortunately, the other two people with us did not react like we did and were consumed by the explosion. After the debris stopped falling and we regained our bearings, we started to survey the area.