||[Oct. 5th, 2009|07:06 pm]
I just had the weirdest dream I've had in a while. I'm actually still kind of freaked out about it.|
Mostly I remember the end. Me and a guy I was seeing, we somehow ended up in the wrong area of some place and found ourselves in some odd community. I remember being in a glass capsule of sorts with some other guy when he explained to us that everyone there, we were being sold in a department store. We were all on sale. We'd go on display during the day and afterwards we all had our own homes to go to, all provided. But there were no locks and we were watched closely. And everyone knew that if you weren't bought before the end of your sale, you were killed. The people in charge would come to your door and they'd kill you. Since the houses had no locks so there wasn't anything you could do about it.
Me and my lover of sorts managed to make some good friends while we were there, and then there was the inevitable day that our sales ended. I remember panicking, he was first. For some reason they felt like toying with us and decided to not make sure we died right then and there, they liked watching us panic and fill up with hope that we'd somehow survive. I didn't remember when they first came to me, I blacked out and woke up to them making me drink a pink cocktail. I remember feeling weird and looking at them, sheer panic. I ran out of the house as they watched and laughed. I saw more people heading to my friend's house so I ran to warn him.
When I got there it was in the middle of happening, he was trying to reason with them but it was no use. I joined in the begging, too, and while I was talking, they shot him in the head. A really small bullet, right in the forehead. Somehow he didn't die. He could walk a little bit so I helped him to another friend's house where we decided to hide. Eventually my lover showed up; I wasn't sure what had happened to him, just that they'd tried to kill him, too. There was a lady that kept comforting me. My friend that got shot in the head kept slipping in and out of consciousness and we kind of figured it was just a matter of time before he died, but at least we had him for a little longer. The lady held me and I remember just thinking while everyone else fell asleep that I thought I was okay, but I really probably wasn't. I was still alive and faring the best out of the three of us, but for all I knew, the drugs were about to take effect. I remember looking outside a sliding glass door and the colours started warping. As sun was setting the sky turned purple and kept shifting back and forth from the actual colours to what I kept seeing. On one hand, it was gorgeous and I was glad to see it. On the other hand, it made me realize that there was definitely something going on and I had no idea how bad it was going to get.
I fell asleep and woke up in the middle of the night still with the lady. I looked over and my lover was sleeping by the sliding glass door using something small as a blanket and it occurred to me that it was ludicrous that we both might die, and there I was sleeping next to someone else. I was about to get up when another guy that was staying with all of us did. He kind of fumbled around a bit. For some reason he wanted to go home and I wanted to smack him because he wasn't being discreet enough. He was going to be noticed. And draw attention to our house. And they'd realize that we're still alive. And then they'd kill us for sure. He stepped outside the door and I wanted really badly to lock him out but there were no locks. I was about to get up and sleep with my lover because I figured if either of us were going to die through the night, at least that's where I'd want to be.
And then I woke up. ( Tada.Collapse )