For the past week I've had... vivid dreams. Nightmare like... but don't you usually wake up in fear from nightmares?

The first one that I could remember and still do like I just woke up from it.

It was like a sunset that lasted forever. It was late afternoon. I had been sitting outside. I think it was some sort of porch that I was sitting on. Two men in suits had approached me. They had told me I was legally bound to have to join this... cult. It was weird... it had been hours to travel there and the sunset lasted forever. Finally I stopped. It was a church. The church had several colorful windows. After investigation I realized that it was a Catholic church. I entered the church and it was empty. A few steps in I had blacked out. I think I had been attacked from behind.

I awoke. I had been dressed in a red and black robe. It appears that I am in some sort of basement. I was surrounded in a circle of people in robes. They were all hooded so there were no faces to be recognized. I stood up quickly and wobbled around. It must have been a blow to the head because my head ached. But then there was a pain in my chest.

One man had revealed his head from his robe. It was the chaplain I had worked for awhile. He is a man from India and speaks in very broken English. Very odd because it had been a long time since I worked for him. He was speaking... but I couldn't understand it. All of a sudden heads were bursting around me. In its place were tentacle like monsters. They looked exactly like Las Plagas from Resident Evil 4. It was odd because I hadn't played that game in like... a month.

The crowd kept chanting "You're next, you're next..." over and over. Mary's Last Dance by Tom Petty came on. It was my alarm. I had to get up and go to work. I awoke. It made me search for a weapon to protect myself with. After about 30 seconds of this feeling it faded. I was awake now.

The next vivid dream I remember was not myself. I was a kid. He had black hair and a scruffy face. His surroundings was that of like a old western. His colleague was a older man. Around his 30s. He wore a fedora and had a 5 o' clock shadow. He seemed like the kind of person you could trust, but still felt was a dangerous person.

Things started to change. The locals were becoming violent. As the child I was scared. They lunged after my colleague. He was too quick for them. Knocked them all out.

Then a man with a large bird skeleton as armor showed up. We ran. We ended up in a tornado shelter. There was an ugly bathrobe thrown in the corner of this room. The fedora man put it on. We waited there.. for hours it seemed. All of a sudden the doors burst open. It was the bird man. This time he had a jeweled sword. He took the sword to the fedora's man gut. Plunged it in. The fedora man just kept a calm face as he died. Blood spurt everywhere. It was very gruesome. The bird man looked at me. His eyes lit up red and then he exited the room. Fedora man's body was limp and cold. I was alone.

Fear swelled up in my chest as hot tears streamed down my face. I tried to scream. I could not even speak. It was a great sadness. Fedora man's body rotted faster than the speed of light. His body became zombie like and he stood up. He was alive. But he smelled like death. My fear was replaced with happiness. He was alive. So what if he looked like death himself?

We traveled for years. I had grown up a bit more. That's when the bird man showed up again. The fedora man did not let that robe leave his side. The bird man came and took it awake from him. I chased after the bird man. He had locked himself in a house. He screamed and after awhile he came out. He was completely black. Everything to his eyes to his skin. Dark. I ran from him. I had discovered that the fedora man had fallen apart. I understood all of it now. I had to kill the bird man. I took the robe from him somehow... I scraped out all of his organs and he finally died... I wore the robe.

I awoke again.

The last vivid dream is short.

I was alone. There was no one around. The streets were empty. Everyone had left. There was a permanent mushroom cloud in the sky. But I wasnt dead. I checked my phone and the only contacts I had on there were the shoutboxers. I tried to call everyone the only person that answered was Vron. As she started to speak I awoke.



I have no idea whats wrong with me. These are all as weird as the next.


-Dustin
=KanayeYuki