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Today's dreamingness:
Last night's dream was rather disappointing.
The night before, I had a rather more detailed dream. I was taking a school party to a boarding school to use their labs (although the first few scenes were rather confused, the 'school' was more like an office tower from the outside, we went through a very dingy back door and then through sliding transparent doors that only opened outside-going-in, and then into a lift 'cos there was nowhere else to go. And it was a cargo-lift type arrangement, and rattled and threw everyone around. And there was a scene where we (the class) were all sitting on (gym) benches watching a (large, old cabinetstyle) TV. And it was dark, and the warm people all around me were comforting. And there was also a computery bit, where we were working in the lab, and it was kinda the engineeringy thing.
But then when we wanted to leave, we debated about using the lifts, and decided to use the stairs instead, 'cos the lift was so dreadful. So we went down a big flight of stairs into a courtyard thingamy, which had a lunch-hall at the other end that was full of constructiontypestuff, and it was all a bit buildingsitey. And I took another look at the map, trying to work out where we needed to go, and found the staircase we wanted was beyond the dininghall, and had just found another route to go when the owner of the school stepped out of the shadows (cue dramatic chord). She had long dark hair and had one of those big dream-feeling-signs saying 'evil' about her. I asked her where the exits where, and she said innocently, 'where they are on your map'. so eventually I was begging her to tell me how to get out of this place, and she said that she'd tell me precisely where the exits are if I signed this paper to say summat like 'my children will be sent to this school' or summat. the kids I was guiding around had gradually shrunk in age, so I felt forced to sign, 'cos some of them were starting to cry. And then the evil-owner-person said 'the exits are precisely where it says on the map, behind 10mm on the map of solid brick and concrete. enjoy your stay.' and she disappeared, in a puff of smoke.
Somehow we did find our way down to reception, where there was sliding transparent doors that opened to the outside. Outside was an army of, well, killer mutant zombies armed with phasers. (spot who's been reading Sluggy archives.) So I pulled out my phaser (which shot blue light, whereas the zombies' ones were red) and started shooting, as did some of the kids. In the midst of all of this, two teenage girls came in with the evilowner, as if the zombies didn't exist, and in addition to fighting zombies I was trying to convince the girls (who were *very* normal, my two sterotypical normal people, one blonde one brown-haired) not to come to the school, but the headteacherperson wasn't evil with them and they thought I was insane and went to sit in a stairwell with the headteacher, shooting lasers from their eyes at me when I got into their field of vision.
I guess killer mutant zombies count as kinda weird, right?
I still have some fragments from the night before that, too. I remember that the dream featured my 'proper' dream-boarding-school-place, which I think is made up of bits of SU-holiday-hosting schools. I remember that I was running through its corridors looking for something. I remember the dorm, where there were chocolates on the pillow, and people sprawled around and talked about what you always talk about in dorms before the lights go out. And I remember a cafe, one of the ones where you stand at tables, and muffin-sized fairy-cakes with different flourescant-coloured icing shapes on the top, and on one of them was an orange butterfly.
Last night's dream was rather disappointing.
The night before, I had a rather more detailed dream. I was taking a school party to a boarding school to use their labs (although the first few scenes were rather confused, the 'school' was more like an office tower from the outside, we went through a very dingy back door and then through sliding transparent doors that only opened outside-going-in, and then into a lift 'cos there was nowhere else to go. And it was a cargo-lift type arrangement, and rattled and threw everyone around. And there was a scene where we (the class) were all sitting on (gym) benches watching a (large, old cabinetstyle) TV. And it was dark, and the warm people all around me were comforting. And there was also a computery bit, where we were working in the lab, and it was kinda the engineeringy thing.
But then when we wanted to leave, we debated about using the lifts, and decided to use the stairs instead, 'cos the lift was so dreadful. So we went down a big flight of stairs into a courtyard thingamy, which had a lunch-hall at the other end that was full of constructiontypestuff, and it was all a bit buildingsitey. And I took another look at the map, trying to work out where we needed to go, and found the staircase we wanted was beyond the dininghall, and had just found another route to go when the owner of the school stepped out of the shadows (cue dramatic chord). She had long dark hair and had one of those big dream-feeling-signs saying 'evil' about her. I asked her where the exits where, and she said innocently, 'where they are on your map'. so eventually I was begging her to tell me how to get out of this place, and she said that she'd tell me precisely where the exits are if I signed this paper to say summat like 'my children will be sent to this school' or summat. the kids I was guiding around had gradually shrunk in age, so I felt forced to sign, 'cos some of them were starting to cry. And then the evil-owner-person said 'the exits are precisely where it says on the map, behind 10mm on the map of solid brick and concrete. enjoy your stay.' and she disappeared, in a puff of smoke.
Somehow we did find our way down to reception, where there was sliding transparent doors that opened to the outside. Outside was an army of, well, killer mutant zombies armed with phasers. (spot who's been reading Sluggy archives.) So I pulled out my phaser (which shot blue light, whereas the zombies' ones were red) and started shooting, as did some of the kids. In the midst of all of this, two teenage girls came in with the evilowner, as if the zombies didn't exist, and in addition to fighting zombies I was trying to convince the girls (who were *very* normal, my two sterotypical normal people, one blonde one brown-haired) not to come to the school, but the headteacherperson wasn't evil with them and they thought I was insane and went to sit in a stairwell with the headteacher, shooting lasers from their eyes at me when I got into their field of vision.
I guess killer mutant zombies count as kinda weird, right?
I still have some fragments from the night before that, too. I remember that the dream featured my 'proper' dream-boarding-school-place, which I think is made up of bits of SU-holiday-hosting schools. I remember that I was running through its corridors looking for something. I remember the dorm, where there were chocolates on the pillow, and people sprawled around and talked about what you always talk about in dorms before the lights go out. And I remember a cafe, one of the ones where you stand at tables, and muffin-sized fairy-cakes with different flourescant-coloured icing shapes on the top, and on one of them was an orange butterfly.
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