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This one is really vague and uncohesive, but I remember it being quite fun. Part of it involved a little
boy and a tiger, and was almost like a real-life version of Calvin and Hobbes. The tiger was the boy's
best friend, and there was a section where the tiger was running in a figure of 8 shape on the ceiling
around a man. The little boy had really extraordinary eyes - they were slightly too big, and they looked
like they were made from sapphires or something. After this scene, the same scene started to happen
again, but it was on a film set. The tiger was now a man wearing a tiger suit on the bottom half, and
just normal clothes on the top half. He was strapped into a sort of harness which was allowing him to
run round a track on the ceiling. The little boy was being told to talk to a silver ball on a stick, which
was going to represent the tiger's presence, so he would know where to look for when the special
effects were added in later.
The second part of the dream was like a military-style computer game. I'd been controlling one of the
officers, and had completed the game. It was all in first person, and the ending sequence was like a
presentation ceremony to honour the soldiers who had won the war. Suddenly, it all kicked into third
person mode, and I could see the character I'd been controlling. There were two other figures which
appeared, one man and one woman, also dressed like soldiers, and I knew they were the other players
on my team. I was still controlling my character, so I had him pick up his gun and shoot the male
player. I then backed out of the door, and had him shoot the female character, and the man who was
presenting the awards.
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I was at a drama school, and I was returning after some time off, I was either ill or on holiday. They
were in the middle of rehearsels for a musical version of Romeo and Juliet, and I got told that Juliet had
dropped out at the last second, so I had to play her. Not only did I not know the songs, I didn't know
the script. They seemed to think that because I was studying drama, I would know the entire script of
Romeo and Juliet off by heart. I seemed to be the only person who was concerned by this. Everyone
was trying to rehearse and prepare, and I went into the toilets to read the script a bit. When I came
outside, the school was still there, but the surrounding area was barren and desolate, like it was an ex
war zone. I realised that we were at war, and had been for ages.
I walked over to the tennis courts outside the school, and there were two Chinese soldiers and an
officer hiding there. They were trying to plant a bomb, I think. A man from next to me threw a grenade
into the tennis courts, and we started to run away. The grenade seemed to take ages to explode, plenty
of time for the soldiers to run away, but they didn't. The two soldiers were killed, and the officer got
blown into the air, miles and miles, and landed in Mexico. I'm not sure what country we were in to begin
with, but it looked European, so he flew a long way! I wasn't there anymore, but I knew that Mexico
and China hated each other, and had been at war for decades. The officer landed next to a Mexican
family - a young couple and their todler. The Mexican guy was huge; really tall and quite fat, and the
officer had shrunk, and was about the same size as the todler. He still had a rifle, but the Mexican man
took it off him and laughed. The officer was getting really agitated, but the family just kept laughing at
him because he was so small.
They all looked up the road, and saw a trail of about 5 or 6 foam Incan-style pyramids on small sets of
wheels driving towards them. The pyramid shapes were mounted onto tiny motorised cars, and were
each a different colour. They were all driven by middle aged men, and the leading one was driven by
Peter Griffin (the dad from "Family Guy"). The pyramids were supposed to be edible, but one of the
drivers was complaining that his wasn't. Peter Griffin said that he'd found a way to stop the war. He had
placed 9 nuclear bombs on 9 different space stations, each belonging to a different nation. He had a
map with lights on that showed their locations. He told everyone that one of them would be chosen to
blow up, unless... Then I woke up.
While I don't think I've had this dream before, there was definately a familiar feel to it, like it was deja
vu rather than just a dream. Everything from where I saw the Chinese soldiers onwards seemed almost
comic-book like, which is unusual, because I normally dream about real-looking people, even if the
situations are odd. It was also strange because I was not present in the dream after the grenade went
off, it was like I was watching it, and this doesn't happen to me often.