I don't know if it was the lemon pepper chicken bites or the watermelon I ate for dinner last night, but I had a crazy dream - crazier than usual.
I think the dream started in a city. It was nighttime, and I couldn't see any stars because of the city lights. It seemed deserted, but when I went into the old white house where I was staying, I looked furtively over my shoulder, hoping no one had seen me.
When I entered, a bunch of witches and wizards had congregated - Dumbledore and the Hogwarts staff were lining children up, 3 to a broom, and were flying them out the window.
We were escaping this zombie-infested town.
I was Harry (apparently) and after all the children had left, Snape, Dumbledore, and a couple others (and myself) flew on our own brooms to a cemetery outside of town. Voldemort was coming. I knew Dumbledore was going to die, I knew Snape would appear to betray him, I knew how it was all going to happen and I couldn't stop it. I tried.
Afterwards, Snape and I were in the white house again, awaiting further instructions. We were fighting (I think Ron and Hermione were there) when Donna Noble appeared. She was the stand-in for Lily Potter, I suppose, because I realized Snape had betrayed Dumbledore so that he could have Lily back.
He kissed Lily and they disappeared.
Next thing I know, I'm Willow, and Xander and Buffy and I are holed up in a townhouse, awaiting another zombie attack. It had been months since the last people left town, so the zombies were more like perambulating skeletons at this point. I went downstairs to let someone in and of course a zombie spotted us. I struggled with the door but in the end managed to lock the 3 locks and keep it out.
We went back upstairs and Buffy was eating some cereal while reading some books. We got to talking about highschool and waxed nostalgic. I went into another room and just as I was about to open the door, I panicked, because I knew SOMETHING was on the other side.
I pushed the door almost closed when I saw that the bottom half of the door was bulging. It wasn't a door anymore, it was like braided raffia, and whatever was on the other side was going to come through.
Fortunately, it was Xander, who got a scolding for giving me a heart attack.
That's about all I remember.
Well last night I dreamed I was smoking weed (never have, never been in the presence of anyone doing it) and when I woke up I felt really euphoric.
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHA!!!!! Wow. Sometimes I wonder if dreams are more tangible than we think...???
ReplyDeleteAlso: what did you eat for dinner last night?! Sometimes I find different foods make me have different sorts of dreams...it's an interesting experiment.
Taco Bell!
ReplyDeleteThat makes sense. ;)
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