I remember two things. The first is being on a high-speed train to Canada and appreciating the mountains. The second is fighting Jabun and freeing him (from Zelda). I was a ninja with Natasha.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Night of October 25-26, 2009
I remember being at home in San Francisco alone and trying to be broken into. A woman was at the door and she tried forcing it in (she looked a tiny bit like Trinity from The Matrix). She then took out some sort of huge shotgun, almost like a rifle (like the Type-12 in Red Steel) and was shooting the door. Luckily, whoever built the building armored the door very well. None of the bullets would be coming through any time soon but each time she shot, it was like a really strong push on the door. I had to then push back on the door so it wouldn't open. I somehow managed to block the door and stall her enough to run to the patio and call the police. As I ran back to hold the door shut, it was starting to give way. Luckily, I heard a group of people running up the stairs outside my apartment door and yelling for anyone in the area to get out because they were going to use “high-power smoke bombs.” I had already lighted a small firecracker and threw it out the door as my assailant was temporarily distracted. She ran off down the hallway and it exploded as the SWAT team opened the door to the stairway. They saw me throw it and rushed at me. The door was still open slightly and they banged in and one guy tried to shoot me for a split second but I got on the ground and he realized his mistake. Some went down the hall to chase after the woman. Around then, I woke up.
Night of October 24-25, 2009
I remember walking down the street and seeing a woman with six or seven balloons looking very sad. She said all dramatically that I should kill her because she wants to die. She wanted to fly but the balloons weren't working. I told her that all she needed were a few more balloons. In fact, if she jumped, she floated down very slowly so she was very close. I gave her some money and led her to a party/video game/printer's/internet café. The dream changed slightly then and I was picking out a present for Mama. I wanted to buy her a video game but they were expensive and didn't have the simpler puzzle games she likes. As I was browsing, Mama and Natasha were there too. We spent quite a long time in there. Looking at the Xbox 360 games, I saw part of a label that said “Genesis Evangelion” and the picture was a sepia first-person view of someone holding a gun up to someone in front of them. I was very surprised but wasn't able to investigate it further because right at that moment I woke up.
Night of October 22-23, 2009
I remember sort of being in a Fallout 3-type universe. I was with maybe half a dozen companions and we were going through a big facility (think Enclave base) and its bunkers. Unlike in Fallout 3, I don't think the setting was post-apocalyptic but otherwise there were plenty of similarities. As we cleared through the barracks, the lower we got in physical level, the harder the enemies became. At the end there were eight large red monsters which sort of looked like Deathclaws with huge wings. After we killed them, we stood around for a second to rest. The ceiling and walls had holes in them and large versions of house and garden spiders would go between them. One, on the ceiling, seemed to go at me and I was so scared, I used the large Gatling gun-type weapon I had to kill it. Some of my companions were disappointed and felt sorry for it but I didn't care. I was so scared, I woke up. It was a fun dream turned to nightmare...
Night of October 21-22, 2009
I had a little trouble sleeping especially around 2:30 AM so I had a bunch of little incoherent dreams. They were mostly about school although there were some scary things about spiders as well. I remember in one there was practically a war between two different groups in the school. Mathilde G. was the leader of this one (with most of our year with her). We were so bold as to kick out a teacher from her room as she was practising her lesson by herself. The teachers didn't want to get involved so they pretended not to notice. I don't even know what we were fighting about.
Night of October 19-20, 2009
I remember living in SF, getting some food at an Israeli restaurant to go and Papa being mean.
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