Shark Attack
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Lucid Intent? No
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There were three parts to this dream, which don't seem connected:
* I was with my friend Rich, and I think he ws my boyfriend in the dream. We were walking together, but we were hugging - walking sideways with both arms around each other - and we were really smiley and ecstatically happy for some reason. We went into a room which looked like the server room at work - it was chilled with loads of ceiling-high cabinets housing servers. We walked round a corner, and saw Patrick Swayze, but he was really young. He was next to a rack, which contained all of his DVDs. I pulled a DVD from the top shelf and opened the box. The discs inside were decorated with a weird pattern which looked like beaded water. Rich said that picking up that film meant that Patrick Swayze had to sleep with me - he and I were still in the weird state of mega-happiness the whole time. Patrick looked worried and said he didn't think he should do that. Rich and I kept trying to convince him, but he kept saying no. After a while, Rich and I started floating - still hugging - until we were gently bouncing on the ceiling. I made some analogy about this being proof that this was the highest point we could get to, which I somehow turned around into an argument about why Patrick should sleep with me. He said he had a wife, and he'd already cheated on her once, and couldn't do it again. I asked if he'd had his first affair while watching the DVD I found, and he said no. I said that in that case, it wouldn't count as cheating on her again, so he eventually agreed.
* I was living in a big house with a family - I'm not sure if I was related to them. There was a little boy who was about 3, a girl who was 5, a mother and a father, though I think he was a stepfather because he was black and the rest of the family was white. There was also a woman about my age, who I think was a maid or a nanny. The house was really expensive - it was set back from the street by a really long gravel driveway. Outside the house was decking with chairs on, then the front door led to an entrance hall, with a geometric staircase going to the second floor. Under the stairs was a square pond.
The maid and I were both going out somewhere, and we were walking down the driveway and chatting. She had a small dog with her too. We heard screaming, and as we got closer to the street, we saw a torrent of water sweeping down the road. For some reason, the water wasn't flooding onto the driveway, just going down the street perpendicular to it. A man ran past and we asked him what was going on. He said that the flood was spreading through town, but there was a shark caught up in the flood, and it was heading this way. He carried on running, and as we watched, the shark was swept along next to us, and it somehow got washed up out of the water and onto the foot of the driveway. It was a great white shark, and it was huge. We stood frozen for a few seconds, when suddenly the water started flooding onto the driveway and heading towards us. It picked the shark up again, and it was headed right for where we were. We screamed and started running towards the house - it was really hard to run because of the water.
Eventually, we reached the house and jumped through the door. The shark was inches behind us. The water stopped just under the decking, so the house wasn't flooded, but the shark ended up being thrown out of the water and into the doorway of the house. The rest of the family - minus the father - were all stood nearby. We ushered the young children onto the stairs, and told them to run upstairs if anything happened, then we tried to work out how to get rid of the shark. We wanted to push it back into the water, but it was thrashing round on the floor, so we couldn't get close. We all sat down and waited, and after a while, it stopped thrashing and seemed to fall unconscious. I walked over to it, and noticed that it had transformed into a blue and purple swordfish, which was about 2 feet long. The mother told me to leave it to die, but I couldn't bring myself to do that, so I picked it up and put it into the pond. After a few seconds, it regained consciousness, and started to swim calmly.
The scene then switched to the father sitting alone on the decking. It was now a few months since the shark incident. He was crying because the rest of the family had recently been killed in a tragic accident, and he was alone. Some people arrived, and started holding some kind of awards ceremony for television appearances. The father was supposed to be handing out awards, but he was too upset, so he stayed crying in the chair. Two young men won awards for impersonations of Beavis and Butthead. They started doing a comedy routine to try and cheer the father up, but they couldn't get his attention.
* I was shopping with my mum, and we were in a small shop which sold sandwiches and trinkets. I found a small silver box in the shape of a cupcake, and I really wanted to buy it. I got into the queue at the till, and there was only one man in front of me, but he was making a huge order for loads of sandwiches. The girl on the till said that she had to step out to go to the toilet - she apologised but she said she was on her own and couldn't wait any longer. I had to go to a doctors appointment, so I asked if I could leave the box and the money, and come back to pick it up later after she'd had a chance to run it through the till. She said that was fine, so I left £3.50 and the box, and we left.
We arrived at the doctor's surgery, and were sitting in the waiting room when a nurse dragged a huge transparent bag full of clothes through the room. I recognised the clothes and realised they were all mine, so I stopped her and told her so. She said I was lying, and we got into an argument. Eventually we went into a room and she told me to look through the clothes and prove they were mine. I kept pulling out various bits of clothing and telling her where I got them from and how much I paid, but she still didn't believe me. I found a pink caridgan and told her about it. She looked smug and pulled an identical cardigan out of the bag. I told her that didn't mean that my clothes weren't in the bag, just that there were other clothes in there two. Eventually, I managed to get my clothes back, and we left the doctors to go back to the shop.
When we got back to the shop, the queue had gone, and an older woman was now on the till. I went and told her what had happened, and asked if I could have the box. She looked round and couldn't find it anywhere. She apologised and said she was angry at the girl who had been working earlier, because she was always doing things like this. She had to give me my money back, and we left.
