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Weird Dreams

March 31st, 2015

Weird DreamI usually don’t have really bizarre dreams, or at least I don’t remember them if I do.  From time to time though, I’ll wake up with a complete memory of what went on and it’s just so odd that it leaves me shaking my head, wondering where it all came from.

This is one of those times.

Now before I start, I’ve been playing through Fallout 3 again so I kind of get where the setting came from, it’s the rest of it that I don’t get.

Chocolate MousseAnyhow, I was in some kind of paramilitary unit.  It wasn’t any kind of special forces thing, it seemed much more casual, everyone was wearing jeans and t-shirts. So we were in this room getting a briefing about a mission, we were supposed to go and take out some undefined military unit and everyone was terrified that if they were captured, they’d be sent to this really scary concentration camp.  So anyhow, we’re all walking down this hallway and I notice that one of my teammates, who looked exactly like Chocolate Mousse from the movie Top Secret, had this weird little kid next to him.  Well, it wasn’t really a kid, it was maybe knee-high, it had a completely spherical white featureless head and a totally black body, kind of like Mickey Mouse with the thin, limp arms.  When it turned, I found out it was a dog.  Yeah, that could have come from Dogmeat from Fallout 3, but still, it was weird.

So we go out the door at the end of the hall and we’re there.  I mean literally, the mission is about 10 feet from the door.  So there are some broken brick walls and a little stream bed and across the stream, there are two enemy soldiers.  I’m laying in the dirt behind a wall, I’ve got a bead on one guy and I figure I ought to tell my teammates what I’m doing before I pull the trigger, but I realize I don’t have a radio, even though my teammates are literally standing within arm’s reach. I figure I can take out both of the baddies before they can sound the alarm, but when I pull the trigger, nothing happens, my gun won’t fire.  I check it out, it’s loaded, the safety isn’t on, but when I look up, about 200 heavily armed guys are running at me screaming.  We’re all captured and dragged over by the door we originally came out of.  There are a bunch of women wearing what I can only describe as hula skirts and white nurse-type tops and they’re putting birthday hats on all of my teammates, signifying they’re going to the concentration camp.

And then I woke up.

So what about you?  Anyone out there have any really bizarre dreams lately?

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