The Body

A Dream From The Past

A man similar to Jesse Pinkman - from Breaking Bad - walks into my work area. We are the only people here. For some unknown reason, we get into a fight and I kill him. I try to think quickly on how to hide the body. A man from the business next door comes over to talk or ask a question. I quickly throw a tarp over the body and try to hide it the best I can. Part of me thinks the man from next door saw the body. When the man leaves I dig a shallow grave and bury the body in the corner of a junkyard. The police are called. They come and search the premises. The body is found. I am handcuffed and dragged off to prison. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Heisenberg

Dream 2/20/2016

I am a meth cook.

I own a large piece of property. I have a building in the back. That's where I cook. I let the grass grow so my place is harder to see.

I hire a new guy to help out in the day to day operations. His name is Gale Boetticher. Together we cook meth. One day, I come in to work and find my wife dead and her body mutilated, lying at the feet of Gale. He has a gun in his hand and a smile on his face. I grab my gun as quick as I can. I shoot and kill Gale. I look at my wife. her body doesn't look human. It looks like an animal carcass that's been decaying and the neighborhood animals have been feasting on for some time.

I walk out to the road. There's a couple buildings out here. A bunch of druggies hang out. I chill with them. I show them my product. I tell them, "I'm the cook." I should ask them to say my name. Dream ends.

I wake up

King Kong

Dream 2/15/2016

Me and three other friends are putting on three plays for an audience.

Mike, from Breaking Bad, picks us up in his car and takes us to a hotel where we are to perform. The first play is outside on a stage. I didn't even look at my lines. I have the script with me. We struggle through the first two skits. The final skit takes place on the roof of the hotel. I ask my sister if she'll be in it. She agrees.

We get to the roof and there is no audience. The show must go on! We start to perform. King Kong appears on the roof. He picks up my sister and throws her off the building. She lands in the river. I tell Kong that he wasn't supposed to do that. I can see in his face that he feels bad. He climbs down the building and swims to where she is. He brings her back. We continue the play for the audience that isn't there. Dream ends.

I wake up

A Few Bad Men

Dream 9/2/2014

I'm in a foreign country. Possibly middle eastern. I'm vacationing there with my family. 

It is common knowledge in this country that at night the lights go out and bad men come and take you away. They throw a black, velvet bag over your head, drag you to a dark place and behead you.

After hearing about this, I try to convince my family that we must leave today. Only my sister and father believe me. Everyone else is too comfortable to leave. So, we split up. My sister and father and I make a getaway for America, for safety, leaving my mother and other sister behind.

On our way to the airport, we find two young boys who also want to escape. we bring them along.

We make it to America.

We live in my fathers house. A small, humble home located in a field outside a chemical plant. The chemical plant has several skyscraper tall towers for steam to be released.

One day I'm looking out the window and I notice that one of the towers starts to slowly fall. It crashes into the ground below. One at a time, the other towers begin to fall. I see that our house is right in line with the next tower about to fall. I warn the family. I see the tower starting to collapse. We make it to the basement. BANG!!!!!!! After climbing out of the rubble we find our humble home reduced to shards of wood. 

As we survey the damage, several SUV's drive our direction. A few young men step out of their vehicles. It's the KKK. They walk up to us and grab the two young boys that we met in the foreign country. They take them away. The guy holding the boys kisses one of them on the mouth. This isn't good.

I tell my father that I am going to go get them and that I need a gun. He hands me a 9mm. I load a fresh magazine and head their way. Walking down the road, I meet a man who is also going to take on the KKK. He knows where to find them. I follow him. I put my hood over my head to blend in.

We make it to the bad neighborhood where the KKK roam. I see the SUV. I open the door and under a blanket are the two young boys. Dream ends

I wake up.