Not sure what I was expecting when I found time to come back and look at these. I feel like I missed it though. Like maybe it was here, and is now just not here. Too late, Reeser.
I will go to sleep soon.
And hope I do not have nightmares.
I had a dream that was three dreams the other night, but they were all the same dream.
I was myself and with a crew member from the theatre, and we were running through the dark from these creatures that looked like the things in the sequel to Tremors. There was an abandoned car that we jumped into to try and hide, and when we thought the coast was clear, she opened the door…
It wasn’t clear.
Serrated beaks and rending insect jaws on every side.
Then I was a featureless someone in a tank, and the aliens were going to blow me up, so I took it upon myself to blow up as many of them as I could…explosion after explosion, and then I knew they had weapons locked onto me, and I saw them launch and…
I was in a maze of chain-link gates and cinderblock walls. It was brightly lit and the chain-link formed halls and rooms within the larger cinderblock building. There were walls that stretched away and I could not see around. Maybe it was only part of a bigger building. Or underground.
One chain-link room had some metal plating attached to the lower half of the wall. I was hiding there. Not sure who I was…one of the random masculine characters that I am in the dreamworld. But I was hiding from a man who was going to kill me. Couldn’t move or breathe or look around to see if he had passed. Everything would attract his attention…
Then I woke up and had to use the bathroom. My mom was in the hallway. Scared the hell out of me. I did not sleep well.
Time to try again.