ok crazy dream.
There are like 8 of us, and we are disoriented near a cruise ship. We kind of have this fog and don't really know why we are there. There is a guide who tells us its time to board the ship and that's why we are here. I have a gnawing suspicion that we're all dead ala lost, but everything seems real and physical.
We board the ship. It's a normal cruise. I recall jumping into the ocean at one point with the other 7 and our guide. Not sure why. Then we finally get to port. Our guide tells us its time to get off and to follow him. As we exit the ship, the dockworkers seem odd, as if only semi-sentient. It's kind of foggy and there are a lot of dock workers and it is nighttime so I lose the guide and the other 7. I ask one of the dockworkers who our guide is and where we are. He responds in a monotone voice that I'm dead on the other side and that guide is taking me to one of the realms and points to one a corner of the dock. As I get close to the area he pointed, there is a supernatural darkness. As I get to the heart of the darkness, my surroundings change as if I'm teleported.
I'm on a hill ridge on a world lit by a dim sun. It is cloudy. The hills are surrounded by marches and more hills. I see hundreds of people in the hills. It seems as if we're traveling somewhere. The people seem to be in tired and dirty with soil. I find the guide and I see he has horns and is organizing the convoy of people somewhere. He seems to be their leader. For some reason, I know he brought me here for a reason. He has some darkness about him, but he does seem to have his own set of rules he does not break. I realize then he is fighting something, and he wanted me to help in his fight. I walk up to him when he's alone. He notices me. I say "you've brought me here to help your lawful evil civilization fight beings of chaotic evil, beings of pure chaos." He says yes but let's not talk of such things here - it seems he is worried as if we will attract their attention. I don't feel any revulsion toward him or the people here; they have just chosen a path. I have a backpack and I travel down to the head of the column of seemingly refugees as they are making their way into the marshes. I notice that the front of the column is wading through the marches. I start wading and I'm 50 feet ahead in the marshes when behind me, something stirs, near the column of people. A huge serpent-like swamp dragon emerges. The person nearest to me shouts - did anyone bring toilet paper- it senses the toilet paper!! I realized I had some in my backpack!! As it emerges from its slumber, I try to run ahead though I'm hindered by thigh-deep water - with my one toilet paper roll in hand ready to toss it far away from the people. The dragon is huge, as tall as a tree, muscus for eyes, a strange tentacled mouth, a longer slenderer body, but otherwise dragon like, with green-black scales. It starts to slow come toward me, as if its still shaking off a deep sleep - it's about 100 feet behind me. As I get ready throw the toilet paper, I see ripples in the water 50 feet in front of me, and I see a serpentine neck pierce the surface as if something monstrous is swimming underneath the surface - another swamp dragon! I quickly toss the toilet paper roll to my left and start swimming right. I figure if they want meat, I'm f'ed because there is no way they don't notice me. The dragon that is closer in front gets to within 30 feet of me and then turns intantly toward the toilet paper. As I swim further away, I witness a third dragon converging on my location. I take up cover by one of the few swamp trees and notice a few people have done the same. I realize these dragons may be one of the beings of pure chaos that I was brought here to protect the people against.
I wakeup.
p.s. The night before the last, I had another zombie dream, where everyone is a zombie and I'm trying to get away, and I finally do make it to a non-zombie camp of humans.
There are like 8 of us, and we are disoriented near a cruise ship. We kind of have this fog and don't really know why we are there. There is a guide who tells us its time to board the ship and that's why we are here. I have a gnawing suspicion that we're all dead ala lost, but everything seems real and physical.
We board the ship. It's a normal cruise. I recall jumping into the ocean at one point with the other 7 and our guide. Not sure why. Then we finally get to port. Our guide tells us its time to get off and to follow him. As we exit the ship, the dockworkers seem odd, as if only semi-sentient. It's kind of foggy and there are a lot of dock workers and it is nighttime so I lose the guide and the other 7. I ask one of the dockworkers who our guide is and where we are. He responds in a monotone voice that I'm dead on the other side and that guide is taking me to one of the realms and points to one a corner of the dock. As I get close to the area he pointed, there is a supernatural darkness. As I get to the heart of the darkness, my surroundings change as if I'm teleported.
I'm on a hill ridge on a world lit by a dim sun. It is cloudy. The hills are surrounded by marches and more hills. I see hundreds of people in the hills. It seems as if we're traveling somewhere. The people seem to be in tired and dirty with soil. I find the guide and I see he has horns and is organizing the convoy of people somewhere. He seems to be their leader. For some reason, I know he brought me here for a reason. He has some darkness about him, but he does seem to have his own set of rules he does not break. I realize then he is fighting something, and he wanted me to help in his fight. I walk up to him when he's alone. He notices me. I say "you've brought me here to help your lawful evil civilization fight beings of chaotic evil, beings of pure chaos." He says yes but let's not talk of such things here - it seems he is worried as if we will attract their attention. I don't feel any revulsion toward him or the people here; they have just chosen a path. I have a backpack and I travel down to the head of the column of seemingly refugees as they are making their way into the marshes. I notice that the front of the column is wading through the marches. I start wading and I'm 50 feet ahead in the marshes when behind me, something stirs, near the column of people. A huge serpent-like swamp dragon emerges. The person nearest to me shouts - did anyone bring toilet paper- it senses the toilet paper!! I realized I had some in my backpack!! As it emerges from its slumber, I try to run ahead though I'm hindered by thigh-deep water - with my one toilet paper roll in hand ready to toss it far away from the people. The dragon is huge, as tall as a tree, muscus for eyes, a strange tentacled mouth, a longer slenderer body, but otherwise dragon like, with green-black scales. It starts to slow come toward me, as if its still shaking off a deep sleep - it's about 100 feet behind me. As I get ready throw the toilet paper, I see ripples in the water 50 feet in front of me, and I see a serpentine neck pierce the surface as if something monstrous is swimming underneath the surface - another swamp dragon! I quickly toss the toilet paper roll to my left and start swimming right. I figure if they want meat, I'm f'ed because there is no way they don't notice me. The dragon that is closer in front gets to within 30 feet of me and then turns intantly toward the toilet paper. As I swim further away, I witness a third dragon converging on my location. I take up cover by one of the few swamp trees and notice a few people have done the same. I realize these dragons may be one of the beings of pure chaos that I was brought here to protect the people against.
I wakeup.
p.s. The night before the last, I had another zombie dream, where everyone is a zombie and I'm trying to get away, and I finally do make it to a non-zombie camp of humans.