Dream #5: Friends, Cupcakes, And HamstersWEDNESDAY
4th December 2013, 9.13 AM.
Lately, my dreams have been the only exciting thing in my life. Then again, when have I ever not loved every dream I have? I think I might not do dream scenes respectively now. It's hard to know if I got the correct sequence or not.
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Friends, Cupcakes, And Hamsters
We were all snails. Snails stuck in a pit with no way out. All of a sudden, one random snail out of nowhere pushed this metal thingy down so that a bridge would be made for us. However, it would not last long so we had to hurry. Typically, I was the last snail in line. Everyone was ahead of me as I struggled to slide forward. "Hurry, hurry, just a little more..." I thought. The bridge started to crumble.
Then I crossed it, just as it gave a groan and fell behind me. "That was a close one!" By then, everyone else had already went ahead and hid themselves. I frowned. Why didn't they wait for me? As I pushed forward, I tripped over something (makes no sense...how can a snail trip?) and bounced head-over-heels across the roof of a truck, therefore dislodging it from a supposed crack in the ground and causing it to fall into...deeper ground? I smiled widely and looked for the others, finding them almost instantly.
"Look, I've got a good hiding place!" I exclaimed. Every snail immediately wanted to see it. It was a huge gap walled in by massive slabs of rock and we had space to squeeze in behind the truck. "See, no one will ever find us here!" I thought.
Then we weren't snails anymore. Most of us disappeared. Some of us changed. Of course, I changed. I became a spectator. I watched as my former snail self became the RED's Sniper. The whole process was almost instantaneous. Then I went back to first person as the RED's Sniper. A little girl climbed into the truck and immediately began looking through the stuff back there. Almost all of them were some other girl's stuff.
"You know, it's not nice to look through other people's things," I remarked. She just ignored me. As she read through a diary, her expression changed. She frowned, muttering to herself before looking out of the truck. Throwing down the diary, she turned and leaped out of the truck, running off.
"Wait!" I shouted but of course, she just keep running. Suddenly, I knew why she was angry. I mean, I knew who she was angry with, but not why exactly. She was angry with two friends of hers...and those two friends of hers weren't friends at all. Those two were...BLU's Spy and Sniper! They must have disguised themselves if she had thought of them as friends in the first place!
"That Spy's gonna backstab her!" I realised. Taking my weapons, I ran into the direction she went. As I turned the corner, I saw BLU's Spy creeping up behind her, knife already in hand. Frowning, I raised my sniper rifle, took aim, and shot him right in the head (at least, that's what I think happened. All I know is that I killed BLU's Spy but I can't remember how). The girl whimpered and turned. Where Spy had been standing before now was Sniper, his Huntsman (a bow) in one hand, an arrow in the other. I raised my SMG but my counterpart frowned.
"Fire and she's dead," he spat, taking aim at the girl. I hesitated but I lowered my SMG. He smirked. Then he fired. I gasped as the arrow sliced through above the girl's hip and stayed there. Laughing, Sniper ran towards his base, grabbing the girl as he passed by her. I took off after him as rain started to fall from the cloudy sky. As I caught up with him, knife in hand (I think it was the Bushwacka), he turned around, a small knife held to the girl's throat.
"Now, now, we wouldn't want the girl to die, would we?" he taunted. I growled, my anger threatening to burst out. "She'd be dead, anyway!" With that thought in mind, I lunged forward, my knife heading for his chest. He jerked away, dropping the knife and instead, pulled out the arrow in her body. The girl screamed and my knife plunged through his chest. With a final groan, he flopped backwards onto the floor with me on top of him and the girl sandwiched between us. Ignoring the dead Sniper, I rolled off the girl and sat up, pulling her off the dead Sniper (in which I became a Spectator again). I watched as the girl merely groaned in reply.
"We need to get you the Doc," said the RED's Sniper frantically. "MEDIC! MEDIC!" All the way on the other side of the map, the RED's Medic sat up in bed and groaned, "What now?"
"Now's my chance!" I thought, excited. I went a good distance away before tranforming into an eagle and flying to where the Sniper and the girl was before changing back to a human.
"I might be able to help," I said casually. The Sniper glanced at me. I guess he was in too much of a shock to even question who the hell I was or how I even got there. He nodded and I raised my hands. Glowing blue, I held my hands over her injuries as healing blue mist emanated from my hands, much like it would from a MediGun. In which I realised that the Sniper might think me hostile if it was blue so I hurriedly changed it to grey (darn, should've changed it to purple). I gritted my teeth and concentrated as the girl whimpered. "Come on, you can do this! Don't fail now!" Minutes seemed like hours. In the end, fortunately, I got her healed and the Sniper mumbled his thanks before picking the girl up in his arms and running back to his own base.
I sighed. Looks like I was gonna have to try again if I were to befriend the two teams.
Then the dream scene changed...
I saw the RED's Sniper in a corner. "Maybe I could somehow befriend him by being an eagle. Would he like an eagle for a pet?" I thought. I changed into an eagle and flew over to him, settling on his shoulder.
Then the dream scene changed again...
We were in a train. I was sitting with Honeybee, who wasn't wearing a scarf and was instead, wearing a government school uniform. We chatted and discussed about where we were going.
"Okay, first, you get your stuff (I forgot what my 'stuff' was), then we have to go back to school. I left my creamy cupcakes behind there," she said. I tilted my head, confused.
"Isn't school finished already?"
"No lah, I'm still schooling!" she laughed. As we neared my stop, I stood up but stumbled when the train braked, crashing into someone. I looked up in fear when I saw Anarmy's face (I don't know her, I just knew her name in the dream). Anarmy was my number-one enemy. She hated me for no good reason. Actually...we haven't even met before!
"Watch where you're going," she said, somehow sounding angry and sinister at the same time. I backed off.
Once again, the dream scene changed...
"This isn't right," I decided. I had gotten off the MRT station for the second time and somehow, I'd gotten myself lost. I'd made my way to another MRT station, which was right across the streets, a few yards ahead. Strangely, the place gave me déjà vu. I'd been here before. The people were all familiar! An old man that was hobbling past looked at me.
"Are you lost, child?" he asked. I nodded timidly.
"The place you are looking for is the other way," he said. I nodded again, thanked him (while thinking, "I knew that!"), and ran off. I went into a void deck and saw a few cute hamsters running around! They were relaxed and carefree but the moment they saw me, they ran. I knew the best way to deal with them was to be patient and try to coax them into coming to me but I was so tired of doing that and always failing. So I ran after them. They actually weren't angry, just scared, but one of them accidentally ran into the wrong direction. It ran between my legs, brushing past me and the moment it touched me, it turned towards me, snarling. It jumped to my face but I caught it in mid-air and began to stroke it. It calmed down and soon enough, it was washing its ears on my hand.
Pretty soon, I tamed the rest of the hamsters and had my own little place of hamster heaven.
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Well, that was a sort of long dream to put down. At least I did it. Better late than never! I took a nap earlier and I had another long dream.
I know, right? They never stop coming. This took me more than an hour to write...
Have an awesome day, everyone!
"Life is like a rollercoaster." - Miss Dreamer
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