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Series of nightmares
Sep. 16th, 2012 08:55 amHad a number of really horrific nightmares last night. One was rather as if Hunger Games met torture porn--getting dropped off in the arean by helicopter, lots of running around with people dying. I was one of the last five contestants, and four of us had ganged up on a fifth, only one one of the others chose to systematically and brutally dismember him instead of killing him outright. And there was some kind of rule that you couldn't start killing someone else until the previous one had been finished. And I was completely horrified by what she was doing to this poor guy, but afraid if I put him out of his misery, I'd be next. It was...rather a lot more detailed and vivid than this. I will not be sharing.
Another one about having been some kind of paramilitary officer who was working undercover for a research firm and discovered a vast government conspiracy that was taking over all of the Internet and also pharmaceutical companies and key industries and so on to enslave and mind control America. I was frantically trying to get my colleagues to wake up and realize what was happening, but it was too late because there was an all staff meeting and five minutes in they dropped in gas canisters and I realized they were trying to kill us all. I managed to escape the giant lecture hall, leaving dying colleagues in my wake, and a bunch of us then had to scramble down the outside facade of an office building to escape. Fortunately, I did this better than most, what with secret agent training and all. I ran through an unfamiliar city, knowing that spy satellites and secret police would be trying to find me. I mugged a woman who looked a little like me and stole her driver's license and passport to get on a cross-border bus to Canada. I did make it to Canada, where I impersonated some professor and stole his job at this kind of cult-like new college in the middle of the wilderness. We had some kind of glider wings that let us fly, and I took mine out way farther than anyone else, trying to lose my sorrows in the ice-bound wilderness.
I...am not in the best of moods this morning.
Another one about having been some kind of paramilitary officer who was working undercover for a research firm and discovered a vast government conspiracy that was taking over all of the Internet and also pharmaceutical companies and key industries and so on to enslave and mind control America. I was frantically trying to get my colleagues to wake up and realize what was happening, but it was too late because there was an all staff meeting and five minutes in they dropped in gas canisters and I realized they were trying to kill us all. I managed to escape the giant lecture hall, leaving dying colleagues in my wake, and a bunch of us then had to scramble down the outside facade of an office building to escape. Fortunately, I did this better than most, what with secret agent training and all. I ran through an unfamiliar city, knowing that spy satellites and secret police would be trying to find me. I mugged a woman who looked a little like me and stole her driver's license and passport to get on a cross-border bus to Canada. I did make it to Canada, where I impersonated some professor and stole his job at this kind of cult-like new college in the middle of the wilderness. We had some kind of glider wings that let us fly, and I took mine out way farther than anyone else, trying to lose my sorrows in the ice-bound wilderness.
I...am not in the best of moods this morning.
