A Quest
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This dream began with my father and myself in the field at the Oroville Airport. We were in an inventing mood, and we figured out that by wrapping a sash around my waist and holding the ends of it in my hands with my arms outstretched in front of me, I could fly on my back... weird, I know.I flew into the sky and over Seattle, WA, through the clouds and in between the skyscrapers. As I was flying, I decided that I wanted to fly to Victoria, Canada. So I did, and I flew over the harbor, over the tiny mainstreet of town, I flew over the Empress Hotel and other three and four story buildings, admiring the flowers, grass and cleanliness of the city all the while.
During my flight, I noticed one redish-brown brick building with flowers that caught my attention. I decided to land. While I was exploring the gardens/grounds of this building, I ran into Nikki (a hilarious, fun girl I used to work with at the movie theatre). She was going back to Oroville, and I asked her to give me a ride back.
She gave me a ride, and we ended up at the movie theatre. I went into it through the Soda Room and started talking to everyone while I was behind the counter (a BIG no no if you aren't in uniform... plus I didn't even work there any more). No one seemed to mind though. Daniel LaPorte had longer, straighter hair and Jeremey had gained more weight, but he talked to me a lot. It was nice to talk to him again; it felt like it had been so long since we had talked.
Later on, I was back at the airport pondering with my Dad as to how a sash could make me fly. For some reason, spray paint became our new topic of experimentation. It was nighttime and the stars were very bright. My Dad was standing on the wing of a low-winged airplane, and I grabbed a can of spray paint and looked at the stars that were close to the wing. I saw an outline of a stair (like in a staircase) made out of stars (like a constellation of a staircase). I spray painted it's outline as my dad was walking up the wing of the plane, and the stairs mysteriously appeared in material form, out of empty space. My father walked up them to see if they really were there. Indeed, they were.
Then my dream changed pace. I was on a quest with a guy and girl my age (except I was a bit younger than I am now even though I know this dream took place in the present-tense). We had walked a long way and had ended up in front of a cast iron gate. We could not go passed the gate yet, so we decided to sleep in front of it because the sun was setting. It was like falling asleep on the eve of a soon-to-be eventful, tragic day. I knew that what the morning sun would bring was going to be a very trying day where we would have to solve small puzzles to try and win our quest.
I was sleeping between the girl and the guy that I was with. We took the gate off of its hinges and laid it on the ground. It was the bed that we slept on, a box-spring mattress of sorts. When I lay down onto the gate to sleep, I had a premonition that some how the gate was going to be the answer to our dilemma, the answer to our quest, the determination of the fate of the boy the next day. I had a bad feeling about the outcome of events, and I ended up holding hands with the young man (I don't know who he was) and we tried to hide it from the girl.
For some weird reason, he had m&m mini's on his fingertips and I licked them once cause I like m&m's, and the girl I was laying next to saw. She became jealous that the boy and I had feelings for each other, and she cast a terrible spell on me that put me into the dimension of my house and its surrounding property. I could not change out of my clothes because my fingers had been touching the boy's when the spell was cast. I was basically stuck at my house, in the "dimension" of my house and property, until something happened that would trigger my immediate return back to the gate or the girl pulled me out herself (which she was not going to do).
I began analyzing the situation. I knew that one of the clues that would help determine the quest of our threesome was the fact that I had discovered that using spray paint could paint things into existence. I was in my house when I thought that, so I decided to go outside. On my way out the front door, a large, gruff Viking-looking man and his family passed by me on their way into my house. He had a bale of lavender slung on top of his shoulder. I smelled them and they smelled very good. Then I thought that perhaps spray painting things into existence might actually take them out of another dimension and place them into ours. How else could a family of Vikings end up at my house?
I walked down the side of my house toward the deck. In front of the kitchen window, Chelsea North was playing her trombone. She let me play it, but then I walked over to where the hammock is to see Brittainy Scofield sitting in it... except that she was a furry doll instead of a person, but I knew it was her. I talked to her about how fed up with myself I am.
Then all of a sudden, I was down at Grandfather Oak. I saw Stacy driving her car up to my house and did something mean to her (but I was being controlled I think by the girl, so I never would have done it otherwise). She was really sad about what I did, and I explained that it was because my pointer finger and thumb were touching the boy's when I was sent over into this dimension.
I don't remember much of what happened next, but I do remember that I some how ended up back into the dimension with the girl, and the guy, and the gate, and that we faced our quest the next day. There was a maze of grass that we had to go through, and something really big happened at the end, and the gate was involved in the final end of things like I thought it would be, but I don't remember how or what the end of my dream was.
