Okay, so, I don't ever really post in here anymore, but I had a really sweet/intense dream and it's long as hell so I'm putting it in here because it actually makes sort of an interesting read. Keep in mind the whole time I was dreaming I was very consious of my choices, as though half my brain was awake and making executive decisions, while the other half was formulating a completely rediculous situation for me to deal with.
It was bright and sunny outside. I was driving in a car with Sydnie and two boys. I don't know who they were. We were in trouble. I knew why, I think, at one point, but all I remember is that the government was after us. They had framed us for something, but we were innocent and everyone knew it- even the people trying to get us. They wanted us to take the blame for whatever had happened.
So we're driving, through Westlake and Rocky River and North Olmsted and it's daytime, probably summer, and we weren't too scared... yet. The feds still only wanted to "question" us. We knew there was something deeper though and didn't want to be caught. Aparently we had been travelling for quite some time, I was hungry. Very hungry. So hungry that I called Lyla and asked that she and John would get me some Qdoba. Meanwhile, Sydnie thought we should go to Florida. Really, we just wanted out of Ohio, but why not go to Florida if you're going to go somewhere? But then on the radio we heard them mention the story, and that we were needed to "solve a case" (really they wanted us captive though, and we knew that) and that if anyone had information about our whereabouts to let them know. I pointed out to Sydnie that we could probably be held in contempt or something (I don't know, she's the one who wanted to go to law school) for leaving the state, so we shouldn't go that far.
I remember we were driving down Horseshoe, my favourite part, the double-sided road with the trees in full bloom. I remember it being very pretty outside. I went to call Lyla again because I wanted my food, but my phone (surprise, surprise) had drained through its battery very quickly. So I didn't get my Qdoba. We were going to drive by my house in order to get my car, but we realized it was being staked out. Then we were driving over a bridge- it looked like the big bridge on the way to Catawba, but we were still in Westlake. Suddenly the weather was very dull and grey, cold, with a thick fog that it was hard to see through. However, as we drove, we realized that there were police cars in front of us- their blue lights were stationary but shining through the fog- it looked like a DUI checkpoint. I advised that we just drove through it- they couldn't do anything to us, we were sober, we were innocent, and we weren't technically "wanted" yet, so we couldn't get in trouble.
We got stopped at the checkpoint. The police asked us to step out of the vehicle. They were strip-searching everyone. I remember noting other naked people on the bridge and being extremely traumatized. They sprayed us with this stuff that for some reason I knew was a techno-do-hickey. They sprayed us with microbes that were basically GPS tracking devices. I don't know how I knew that, but I did, and so I said that we should all jump in the river. Me and the two faceless boys did, but Sydnie refused because the river was too gross. (It was about the equivalent of jumping into the Olentangy) So we washed off our microbe-trackers, but she didn't, and even though I knew that was a bad call, we couldn't leave her.
We drove to Sarah's house. I'm not really sure why. It was out in BFE so I guess we figured it was safe. Only really in my dream it was Skoch's house. Sydnie went to shower, but it was too late, they had us tracked. Skoch came down from upstairs and told us the feds had found us and were on their way (I don't know how he knew). We were really upset that we got him in trouble, but he told us, "just go!" so we did. For a minutes one of the other boys was Ricky. He said, "I'm not going anywhere until I get a cigarette" and Sydnie was still showering. However, Sarah was there, and so we (as in Sarah, another faceless boy, and I) jumped into her '84 Blazer (I do have a fondness for that thing) and tried to leave the driveway. Unfortunately it was too late, the feds had already tracked Sydnie's unwashed microbes (way to go) and were pulling into the driveway right at us. Sarah said, "No fucking way," and rapidly threw her car into reverse, cut across her neighbour's backyard, and tried to leave out their driveway. However, another federal truck had started pulling up there. We all jumped out of the car (I had noticed at this point that Skoch, Sydnie, and Ricky had all been taken into custody) and ran.
I managed to get away. I was by myself now. I was runing through Sarah's neighbourhood (not that she has one in real life- but in the dream she did) trying to avoid getting caught. I ran into Charlie Roach (odd?) and he asked, "aren't you in trouble with the government or something?" I told him yes, I was, and he responded, "don't worry, I'm not goig to rat you out." He then explained that there was a creek nearby and that I could probably get away by jumping in it and floating downstream. It seemed like the best option at the time, so I took it.
There was sort of a blackout during the journey down the river- odd, seeing as the rest of this dream was in real time. Even when we were just driving or sitting in Sarah/Skoch's house (whichever, I couldn't really figure that one out) time was playing out like it would in real life. There were moments of downtime and meaningless conversation (which I don't really remember, but still)
Anyway, at the end of my river journey, which aparently went over well, I was in this strange room. It wasn't really a room, more like an outdoor porch. The river forked off in this room, but there was a big mill-type thing turning in the centre of the room, so I couldn't just flow with the river. One direction went around a dark bend, the other direction flooded under a door (there was no roof to this room, only walls). The room was very pretty- and, I'm not going to lie, somewhat Zelda-esque in a way. Everything had a pink hue to it, as though it was sunset, there were vines of flowers trailing up the walls, and the door was a big wooden one, like a castle door. Even the bricks of the walls were soft pink.
I chose to go out the door. (Yes, I remember very consiously deciding to take the door) When I left I was in Lakewood, on Clifton, only it was all decorated with garlands of flowers, and it still seemed like sunset. Caitlin Anne was there, as though she expected me. "Cait, I need somewhere to go, where can I hide?" I asked her. She told me to follow her to Shannon's. I told her I didn't want them involved, but she pointed out that I didn't have a lot of other options. So she and I walked to Shannon's. It was odd, because as soon as we were in Cleveland rather than Lakewood the garlands were gone and it was a bright, sunny day, though it seemed cooler than earlier- more like mid-spring than summertime.
At Shannons I thanked them for having me and promised to leave promptly. Shannon offered me food and since I was clearly starving, I accepted. She made me a grilled cheese, and right as she did, Renee came in the room. I sort of gasped, I didn't know if any adults would rat me out, as thus far I had only encountered my peers. However, Mrs. Copfer just winked at me and said, "I see nothing" and went to get Ronnie. Just as I was about to eat the grilled cheese, she ran back in the room and told me there was a strange van in the driveway and I'd better hide. I ran to Shanni's basement.
Once down there, there was a lot of crap on the ground, but no where to really hide. I grabbed a tablecloth or tarp of some sort and covered myself in it. It didn't really completly cover my head, but I was along the stairwell, so as long as no one looked to closely, I was safe.
While hiding I could hear the voice of the person upstairs- it was my mom. I didn't know if she would tell the feds where I was or not, or even if she was working for them, so I remained hidden. She was just mingling with Shannon and Cait when she asked, "can I see your basement?" Well, that's a suspicious question at any time, particularly now. Shannon and Caitlin brought her down and kept trying to get her to leave. She wasn't exactly poking around, but she kept picking up toys and such. Then she looked right at me. But she kept walking. I figured she was going to tell them where I was, so I got up to flee. She stopped me, "No, I just wanted to know they hadn't gotten to you yet." I nodded and asked, "do you think I did this?" (Keep in mind I'm not really sure what 'this' is...) and she said, "of course not," and left.
Almost immediately, Mrs. Copfer ran downstairs and told me that the real feds were here and I wasn't going to be safe this time. I went to hide in a different room. At first there was a huge pile of stuffed animals, and I decided to hide in them. I kept trying to burrow in them, but there were less and less stuffed animals as time went on. I ended up having to grab the pillows and hide under those.
Down the stairs came two valley girls. Okay, really they were sorority girls, but they talked like valley girls (this is the one House influence in my dream- we watched the valley girl specials yesterday). They were in the room with me in it, and Cait and Shannon kept trying to get them out, but they weren't leaving. There was no way they couldn't see me. One dropped her pen, I picked it up and handed it to her. She didn't even flinch. I realized they were clueless. Mrs. Copfer came down again then and said, "yeah, you're not so lucky- the smart guys are upstairs in my kitchen."
I was suddenly quite terrified. I didn't know how to get out of the house without walking past them (in the dream, the house was set up differently than Shannon's really is- I couldn't get out of the basement without walking through the kitchen) Finally I decided to just walk out of there like I belonged there, and hope it would take a few seconds for it to click to them that it was me.
That was exactly what I did, and it worked! Even in my dream I remember being impressed. As soon as I was out the door, I bolted- I knew they would figure it out very soonly. I ran to Shannon's next door neightbour's house- which in the dream faced the same direction as her house, which was odd. I hid under a bush, which actually would have been pretty effective, but they had a dog. As soon as it shot out the door, I realized I was screwed royally. The two guys who were after me went around the other side of Shannon's house, but the dog went right for me.
As it turns out, it wasn't an attack dog- it was just a dog with a good sense of smell I guess. It wanted to play with me once it got there. It kept barking and I kept trying to shoe it off, but it wouldn't leave. Finally I ran into Shannon's neighbour's backyard. There was a garden which went all the way from the house to their shed in the very back of their property- and it was a long stretch of land. My goal was to make it through the thin woods in the backyards and get to the lake. I figured the dog couldn't get me in the lake. So I started running through the garden (shortest distance between two points, right?) but I suddenly noticed two things simultaneously. First was that the two fed guys were coming right after me, and second was that the garden was bordered in roses- I couldn't cut through it, or I'd get cut by the thorns. I tried running around the garden, but one of those weird dream things kicked in where I couldn't run full speed. I suddenly gave up, stopped, and picked a rose, a yellow one with orange around the outside. It wasn't fully in bloom yet.
The two feds caught up to me quickly then. I was holding the rose and picking the petals off one-by-one, like someone playing, "loves me- loves me not". When they got to me, I said, very softly, "I give up." There was a blonde guy and a brunette guy. I rememebr I really didn't like the blonde one, and I had just figured the dark-haired one was a minion or whatever. But that blonde one- I hated him. He tried to grab my arms and hold them behind my back, but I snapped at him, "I want to play with my flower!" like an insolent five-year-old. I guess he figured I was serious (and I was- very much so) so he just grabbed my left arm and dragged me back to the front yard.
The three of us stood there, and other agents were coming out of the Copfer's house, along with Shannon and Caitlin and both their moms. I kept plucking my flower's petals. When it was out of petals I got very sad and dropped the stem. The blonde guy started asking, "are you going to just come with us now?" and as a response, I punched him in the face. It was a very weak punch, I was actually ashamed of myself. I kept hitting his chest and face, but not very hard. I was more annoying than deadly I suppose. The brunette guy just laughed because I clearly wasn't doing any harm. Then, very suddenly, I grabbed the blonde guy's shoulders and kneed him very, very hard in the groin. He fell to the ground. The brunett guy looked shocked at the sudden violence, so I took advantage of that and started stomping repeatedly on the blonde guy's stomach. Finally the other feds rushed over and the brunette guy pulled me off him and dragged me, alone, to the kitchen.
At this point I realized that all my friends were captured, and that my friends they weren't even after were in trouble, too, for helping me. I sat at the kitchen table. The brunette guy asked, "do I have to cuff you?" "No," I responded, "I really do give up this time." However, I was trying to figure out how I could get a car and get to the metroparks, because they'd never find me there. Before I could really formulate a plan, the blonde guy, very very pissed, walked into the kitchen and cuffed my hands behind the chair I was sitting in. "You deserve this you bitch," he said.
Then I woke up.
Another wierd thing about this whole debacle is that I knew I was sleeping but I couldn't force myself to wake up. There are several points where I thought I could wake up, and indeed opened my eyes, but I couldn't seem to break away from it. At one point I remember looking at my pillows and the wall and the window (the sun was just rising) of my dorm, but still hearing Cait and Shannon talking to me.
So basically that skitzophrenia thing is starting to catch up with me...