Date of dream: Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Dreamt that I was standing next to a 2 lane road in a rural area. A woman parks her car in the grassy field behind me and gets out, carrying a small demon baby bundled up in a blue blanket. She runs up to the road and as I see a semi come roaring up the road I expect her to either jump in front of it holding the baby or throw the baby in front of the truck. Instead she waits for the truck to pass and then runs across the street with the baby to a small house. While I stand there another demon baby comes running from the same direction. This one is small and skinny, wrapped in a red blanket like a hood. It has big bulging eyes and is breathing raspily, having been left behind by the woman and sniffing her out and running after her. It stops by me but doesn't seem to see me, sees the house across the road and runs over to it. I don't see it enter the house but I'm sure that it does. I go into the house to find the woman, but realize she's upstairs asleep with the small bundled demon baby. The front room is nicely furnished and the shades are drawn. There are cats on some of the couches and tables. It's some sort of halfway house for people in trouble, just passing through. I can't figure out how to tell the lady behind the front desk about the demon babies without sounding like I'm crazy, so I sit down on one of the couches and wait for the woman upstairs to wake up.
The whole thing looked like a horror movie out of the 70s, down to the color of everything and the sports car the woman with the demon baby was driving, set somewhere in the American west.
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Date of dream: Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Dreamt that D and I were investigating something in an abandoned house. A passive 3rd party person is there following us and observing, like our supervisor. D enters a small room and suddenly he shouts out to us to stop and get out, as a long coil of black electrical cord falls down around and on him. Some sort of bomb has been activated and if he moves it will go off. The other person leaves to call the bomb squad, and I stay and talk to D who is now huddled in a ball on the floor.
I go outside to wait for the bomb squad. The backyard is overgrown and the rest of the backyards in the neighborhood are likewise overgrown or the houses are missing and there are just vacant lots. The yard is surrounded by a 10 foot tall chain link fence with a hole in it. There is a dog running around outside the fence and I call it over. It's very old and its fur is worn away. Its skin is thin and leathery and worn through in places so you can see the bones or the insides of its body through holes in its skin. Its face looks angry and mean, but I can't tell if it's really aggressive or if that's just the way its face looks because of the decay. I think I should pet it, but I don't want to touch it, and it runs off barking to find other dogs to form a pack. Its tail is wide and flat like a beaver's tail.
The bomb squad arrives, and it's 3 or 4 women in shorts outfits made out of American flags. My mom is there talking to one of them on the back porch while she fills out paperwork before they go in. My mom tells them "M is very fond of D" or "M has strong feelings about D" (or does she call him Captain D?) and one of them groans and says "O god/O great". I get very defensive and turn on her and say "O god/O great what? That someone around here has some emotions and cares about someone else's well-being?" They all look taken aback and no one says anything.
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D is a coworker I am friendly with. Our relationship has been kind of confusing and all over the map, and I still have mixed uncertain feelings about it. He seems to hardly give it any thought.
My mother hasn't spoken to me for the past 3 years. The relationship was abusive and controlling when we did speak.
The neighborhood I grew up in has become run down and overgrown in real life.
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Date of dream: Monday, January 19, 2004
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i'm looking down at a road that twists through snowy wooded hills. along the sides of the road are
scattered 12 women's bodies. some are hanging from the lower branches of trees, some are tangled up
in bushes, some are just dumped on the ground. the bodies are slashed and bloody but i can't tell if
they're alive or dead. i know this is the work of one man, done during one night. i go to a nearby
hospital/hotel (i can't tell which it is) and report it to a little old man behind the desk. i expect to have to
convince him that this is an emergency, but right away he calls up a bunch of people who hop into cars
and trucks and ambulances and drive off to check it out. after they leave i'm not sure if i gave them the
right street name. i wish i could've gone with them so i could point the bodies out.
later in the dream i'm driving down a snowy road when i spot one of the women's bodies hanging out of
a tree, frozen. two of her friends are trying to pry her body from the tree and i get out to help. i hope
that she was already dead when i saw her earlier and that she didn't freeze to death waiting for help,
help that might've been delayed because i gave them the wrong road name. i wonder how many other
of the women are still around the area buried in the snow
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