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Thursday, March 15, 2018

Michael Follows

A Nightmare From The Past



My family and I take a trip to a hotel. When in our room, Michael Myers, the slasher, shows up. We shoot him in the head. Thinking that he is dead, we leave.

The Family splits. They go east. I go west toward Missouri, but it's a mistake. I walk under a bridge and find a load of books on the concrete. I take a book that tells me something about Michael and his power and origin. A homeless man becomes angry that I took his text. Another gentleman comes and helps the argument. I'm allowed to have two books. The homeless man and the mediator walk over to the busy highway and start acting in a movie scene. I move along.

Near the sidewalk where everyone walks, I see Michael in civilian clothes but still wearing his mask. I run. I run for my life.

My family reunites at another hotel. We stand on the balcony. Looking a few floors down, we see Adam Sandler on a lower terrace. Without warning, three beautiful women on higher balconies jump off and fall to Adams. I feel that something is wrong. We grab the kids and run to the elevator. During the ride down, my brother-in-law is possessed by Michael. We escape him. We run throughout the hotel trying to make it outside.

In the end, we find ourselves at a church in the countryside where a wedding is taking place. I help an old man to his van, but it's not his vehicle. We click his beeper and a car at the corner of the gravel lot lights and sounds. In his car, I find an arsenal of guns. I take two large silver pistols and run into the church. I break up the wedding and tell everyone to leave. Michael is coming.

Michael comes, but this time he is a dark, flying demon. All who is there load up with guns from the old man's car. I grab a shotgun. Michael floats around the rafters of the church. I shoot at him several times, aiming for his face. I feel that if I shoot him in the face, it will kill him for good. We continue the firefight. I run out of slugs for my weapon. I run back out to the car to load back up again. This shotgun is strange, It releases a cartridge to load several different sized slugs into. I've never seen anything like it. When I return to the fight, I shoot Michael in the face. He disappears. I don't see him again after that. Dream ends.

I wake up

Sunday, August 27, 2017

OIL!

Dream 8/27/2017



I am a fisherman. My friend Tim, the captain of this fine ship, is taking the fishing vessel back to harbor. When we get there, I see my dad and my uncle standing on shore. He has come to pick me up from work. Before the boat comes to a complete stop, I jump onto the dock but notice that I am attached to a chain on the boat. I quickly jump back onto the boat to unchain myself. It takes a very long time.

The next thing I remember is waking up underground. Something big has happened but I am not sure of what. At some points underground I am being carried and at other points I am walking on my own. One thing is for sure, I was in some sort of accident. I overhear my mom say that my uncle and cousin were killed while looking into a well of oil. The experience was too much for them to handle. My mom laughs while telling me this.

I am brought to a hospital which is on a train. I feel like I am dying. The nurses start me on an IV and I begin to feel drowsy.

I wake up on the moving train but I am the only person on board. Somehow, I am given information. Maybe I've heard it on a radio or TV. The information is this. Downtown, a large oil geyser has erupted. Oil is shooting about thirty stories into the sky. Fire has come into contact with the geyser and set it ablaze. When I hear this information, I look out the window. Across the cityscape, I can see the geyser. It is so big. It takes my breath from me. What a sight to see.

The oil and fire are shooting fire balls randomly across the city. I stand at the back of the train and notice the balls of fire are inching their way toward me. One hits so close I can feel the heat. I know the next one will hit the train. I fall to the floor and curl up under a seat. The fire ball never hits. Dream ends

I wake up

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Escape

Dream 2/21/2017



     I'm running through an uptown high rise trying to escape the men chasing me. I make it to the roof. The bad guys are right on my heals. If I don't hide quick, they will see me so I slowly start to shimmy down the side of the building. The bad guys catch up and one of them points me out. They start shooting. The next floor down has a strange walkway on the side of the building. I make it to the walkway where they can't see me. I hear one of them say to the other, "I think he fell.".

I run.

     The walkway wraps around the building so I run all the way to the other side. I climb back up onto the roof from the other side. One of the goons sees me and pulls his gun. I pull a revolver and shoot faster. He falls to the ground. Dead. The men on the other side must've heard the shot so in a panic I find my way to the escape.

     I meet up with my group of people. We try to make it out of the building together. I see one of my friends halfway down a hallway. Behind her appears a girl who is bad. I aim my gun the best I can and shoot. My friend falls to the ground. I shot her in the stomach. The bad girl gets away. Dream ends.

I WAKE UP

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Lion

Dream 4/19/2016





     I am in a large auditorium. The walls are lined with shelves loaded with books. Bad men are chasing me. They mean to do me harm. The rules say that in order for me to defeat these men, I have to knock all the books off of the shelves. It seems impossible but I try. I start knocking as many books as I can off of the shelves while dodging the bad men's attacks, but it's too hard. I know I won't be able to do it. In a voice of desperation I yell, "Oh God, help me!" All of a sudden, a Lion, with lights flowing in and around Him, shows up and devours the bad men. Dream ends.

I wake up