Dreams
Had an especially nerdy dream last night.
I was being chased by people, they were shooting, I was shooting. I didn’t know my surroundings, but kept seeing familiar faces. I’d run out and across some ledge in a dark city. I wasn’t in immediate danger so I looked around to get a handle on things. All the buildings looked futuristic, unfamiliar, yet very pretty. Lights were glowing from behind the buildings, outlining them all and impressing upon me just how massive they really were, even from a distance. I felt like I was in a movie just looking at them. I turned to keep moving, to get away from danger, but I tripped.
My ears rang for a moment as I picked myself up, but looking around I noticed everything looked different. Still futuristic by my standards, but more broken-in and worn down. They were definitely different buildings, and it was now daylight. Someone was still chasing me, and I was still wearing my combat gear and carrying a couple guns. The ledge I’d been running along was now a floating walkway between two buildings, though I couldn’t tell by what means it was staying elevated. I continued in the direction away from my trackers.
The now rounded cement walkway beneath me seemed to materialize as I ran across it. I could see the building I was approaching and entrances at each level of the building below me. I saw people heading up flights of stairs to the doors, both of which came into existence as they were needed. I got to the door area on my level but wasn’t sure how to activate the entrance. I was still catching my breath and rationalizing to myself, “Nobody seems alarmed at how the doors open, they are obviously used to it… You just need to open the door and worry about getting somewhere safe or finding someone to help…” I heard some voices on the other side of the cement wall, a man shouting, a girl crying. The wall made a rumble and a small, rounded door formed. I jumped aside to avoid being seen. The girl climbed out of the hole and stopped when she saw me. She said something to me but I couldn’t quite understand what she was asking. I had to squeeze a little bit to get through the doorway, I noticed the cement wall was over a foot thick.
Inside, I was standing in a curved hallway, it was dimly lit. The man I heard yelling before was standing there, as if guarding something, but didn’t act alarmed to see me. He looked familiar. I tried to give an expression of recognition as I turned left, toward the only room I could see.
I went through a regular door this time, but when I closed it and turned around to assess the situation, I found myself somewhere else again. No cement walls, no hidden doors. Now I was greeted by people familiar to me, Helo, the Chief, and over in a chair next to the windows, the Admiral. They were asking me friendly questions I didn’t have relevant answers to. They knew me, but I had no memory of what they were asking. “What do you hear, Starbuck?”
“Nothing but the rain.”
Posted: February 20th, 2009 under Nerd stuff, movies.
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