Death and Decay

Everyone is dying. My family. Friends. It has something to do with sex. The sickness is spread through sex. Similar to "IT FOLLOWS." My mom doesn't want me to see her die, so she hugs me and leaves. She dies alone in a hotel room. I watch as the people in my house slowly go the way of the reaper. The sickness hasn't found me. And it never will. I decide that it's time to leave. It's hard to choose what to bring with me. I have so many books. I can't bring them all. I look and see books written by J. R. R Tolkien sitting on my dresser. In the end, I travel light.

I know of a group of people living near Terre Haute, Indiana. I think I'll go there. The men there are builders. They use Minecraft blocks to build their structures and vehicles. I grab an antenna and a walkie talkie in case someone is alive out there and sending out a signal. I drive away from death and decay. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Sick

Dream 9.22.2018

          Some friends of mine and I have a disease. A woman pulls us away from school and takes us to a church. Inside she has us wash our skin. We put on white hazmat-like suits. She teaches us how to do things differently than our healthy classmates. The way we eat, dress, and drive our cars must be different because of our illness.

          She has us build our own vehicles out of crafting supplies. One group finishes their car and leave. They drive back to school. Several friends comment on how hard it is to find the way back to school. The lady walks us through confusing hallways and rooms to get back to building our cars. All of us try but are unable to make one out of craft and art supplies. Dream ends.

I wake up