another dream.. horror movie?
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i had a damn weird dream
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
last night
syazrin says:
what was it about?
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
muder killing
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
some bar guy taking me under his wing
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
some kind of weird factory man
syazrin says:
what was in it?
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i donno
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i think my 'family' owned a factory
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and we had damn weird ppl man
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
like freaks literally working int he factory i
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i remmeber thinking it was a sanctuary of sorts for them
(when I say freaks, I mean like tall giants who had backsides filled with red spots!!!)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and then this guy comes and wants revenge
syazrin says:
whoa
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
cuz earlier.. my 'family' had been involved in this ermm.. sort of 'kill the bad guy' thing
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
who had a factory as well i think
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
it was a black guy(what's a nice term to put this ar? how to say.. african american ka?)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and he was angry
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
cuz he was one of the ppl in that fight.. and he was apparently an innocent person.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
like a lawyer or something for the bad guy
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and he kinda got caught in the midst of things and apparently my 'family' sort of 'killed' him
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but only he didn't die
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
his body was mangled and all(mangled up pretty badly really..)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but his head managed to detach itself and then he kinda attached it to the body of the evil guy. (Or at least in my dream I remember seeing a body without a head carrying away the head of the black guy)
syazrin says:
yowch
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and somehow (he) regenearated/survived
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
like wth right?
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
it's like a damn horror movie
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
then this guy comes (to my 'family's' factory ) and has his revenge
syazrin says:
wah!!!
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but then my mind leaves that place
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
cuz i wasn't physically there.. (it was as if i was watching a movie scene)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
it's like watching a horror movie
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
where you are there
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and then this guy has a confrontation with one of my family members. i think he died. he might've been a brother.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
then he moves on to the next room
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
where there are like these 2 sisters.. twins i beleive. (Or at least like a pair of sisters who usually fought as a pair)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
they start trying to defend and stop this guy
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
whilst the rest of my 'family' start building the defences
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and that's when the black guy starts telling them why he's rampaging.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
(where the story of how my 'family' had previously been involved in a fight with the evil guy above comes in)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
anyway
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
in the end
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i think i was in this place.. it's a bit like this place called vulcan lane in auckland.. but there was a pub there. (I went to this place and then I was like sitting at like one of the benches outdoors)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and i was there with some guy who was helping to protect me (met the guy there)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but apparently.. all that time.. i was supposed to be 'dead'.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
as in.. in the eyes of the world.. i was dead. but i was actually alive and only my familiy knew this (due to some previous incident.. i also don't know.. to protect me or something)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
so apparently i was supposed to be 'safe' from this rampaging guy who probably wouldn't come look for me. cuz he thought i was already dead. so it was best for me to just go into hiding (but i was still paranoid that he would still look for me)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but i remember going back to this 'factory'.. and everything was normal. nothing was amiss.. however, there was no one there. (everything was in order. The place was just empty and void of human activity though.)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but when i was back there with some of my 'friends' this guy came back. and i was so convinced it was the killer of my family cuz somehow i already knew they were dead
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
anyway
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i somehow end up in a kitchen. and there's this kid who is a neighbour.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and there's some kind of conflict with my ' neighbour' but we sort it out in the end. (and I enlist his help or something. I can't remember what for)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
anyway
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
in this kitchen
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
there was all sorts of pots on the stoves
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
cooking..
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and after a period of time
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i somehow suddenly realised that the 'meat' that was ocoking was probably my 'family's'
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and there was one of the soups.. it had testicles in it. well, at least the guy who owned the pub. he was making soup with meat.. but I just had a strong feelng that it was testicles.. And as the thing cooked, the 'meat' melted away to really look like testicles.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
wth
syazrin says:
eeeeek
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
yeah
syazrin says:
oh nooo
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
then i woke up i think
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but but
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
earlier.. i had a dream.. i think i was in some nice apartment with big windows looking out into a city. it was night and me and my 2nd sis.. we were messing around
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and we were holding hands and spinning round.. u know what i mean? like.. going in a circle (and i think our parents were watching tv)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but then also i remember a cave.. by the seaside
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
or some body of water
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and there was some light streaming through a hole. Sort of like a dome in a cave. With a little crack in the ceiling allowing light to stream into the cave.
Anyway, that was the weird dream. Or should i say, dreams.
i had a damn weird dream
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
last night
syazrin says:
what was it about?
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
muder killing
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
some bar guy taking me under his wing
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
some kind of weird factory man
syazrin says:
what was in it?
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i donno
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i think my 'family' owned a factory
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and we had damn weird ppl man
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
like freaks literally working int he factory i
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i remmeber thinking it was a sanctuary of sorts for them
(when I say freaks, I mean like tall giants who had backsides filled with red spots!!!)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and then this guy comes and wants revenge
syazrin says:
whoa
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
cuz earlier.. my 'family' had been involved in this ermm.. sort of 'kill the bad guy' thing
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
who had a factory as well i think
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
it was a black guy(what's a nice term to put this ar? how to say.. african american ka?)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and he was angry
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
cuz he was one of the ppl in that fight.. and he was apparently an innocent person.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
like a lawyer or something for the bad guy
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and he kinda got caught in the midst of things and apparently my 'family' sort of 'killed' him
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but only he didn't die
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
his body was mangled and all(mangled up pretty badly really..)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but his head managed to detach itself and then he kinda attached it to the body of the evil guy. (Or at least in my dream I remember seeing a body without a head carrying away the head of the black guy)
syazrin says:
yowch
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and somehow (he) regenearated/survived
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
like wth right?
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
it's like a damn horror movie
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
then this guy comes (to my 'family's' factory ) and has his revenge
syazrin says:
wah!!!
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but then my mind leaves that place
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
cuz i wasn't physically there.. (it was as if i was watching a movie scene)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
it's like watching a horror movie
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
where you are there
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and then this guy has a confrontation with one of my family members. i think he died. he might've been a brother.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
then he moves on to the next room
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
where there are like these 2 sisters.. twins i beleive. (Or at least like a pair of sisters who usually fought as a pair)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
they start trying to defend and stop this guy
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
whilst the rest of my 'family' start building the defences
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and that's when the black guy starts telling them why he's rampaging.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
(where the story of how my 'family' had previously been involved in a fight with the evil guy above comes in)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
anyway
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
in the end
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i think i was in this place.. it's a bit like this place called vulcan lane in auckland.. but there was a pub there. (I went to this place and then I was like sitting at like one of the benches outdoors)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and i was there with some guy who was helping to protect me (met the guy there)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but apparently.. all that time.. i was supposed to be 'dead'.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
as in.. in the eyes of the world.. i was dead. but i was actually alive and only my familiy knew this (due to some previous incident.. i also don't know.. to protect me or something)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
so apparently i was supposed to be 'safe' from this rampaging guy who probably wouldn't come look for me. cuz he thought i was already dead. so it was best for me to just go into hiding (but i was still paranoid that he would still look for me)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but i remember going back to this 'factory'.. and everything was normal. nothing was amiss.. however, there was no one there. (everything was in order. The place was just empty and void of human activity though.)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but when i was back there with some of my 'friends' this guy came back. and i was so convinced it was the killer of my family cuz somehow i already knew they were dead
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
anyway
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i somehow end up in a kitchen. and there's this kid who is a neighbour.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and there's some kind of conflict with my ' neighbour' but we sort it out in the end. (and I enlist his help or something. I can't remember what for)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
anyway
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
in this kitchen
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
there was all sorts of pots on the stoves
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
cooking..
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and after a period of time
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
i somehow suddenly realised that the 'meat' that was ocoking was probably my 'family's'
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and there was one of the soups.. it had testicles in it. well, at least the guy who owned the pub. he was making soup with meat.. but I just had a strong feelng that it was testicles.. And as the thing cooked, the 'meat' melted away to really look like testicles.
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
wth
syazrin says:
eeeeek
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
yeah
syazrin says:
oh nooo
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
then i woke up i think
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but but
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
earlier.. i had a dream.. i think i was in some nice apartment with big windows looking out into a city. it was night and me and my 2nd sis.. we were messing around
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and we were holding hands and spinning round.. u know what i mean? like.. going in a circle (and i think our parents were watching tv)
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
but then also i remember a cave.. by the seaside
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
or some body of water
wacky ol' ChR|st|nE! says:
and there was some light streaming through a hole. Sort of like a dome in a cave. With a little crack in the ceiling allowing light to stream into the cave.
Anyway, that was the weird dream. Or should i say, dreams.
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