Okay so I had a dream where I was dubbed the protector and mentor of this one dude. We were in an advanced looking entry to a vault-like setting and everyone was trapped. He had been hanging out with me for awhile so he went from rambunctious to problem solver. Anyway, to save you a lot of arguing commentary that doesn’t make any sense now that I’m awake, this fat cat dude was like well I’m getting out of here, so he left out of the initial room into the next. When he was out of the room he revealed his plan to kill us all with the next huge wave. Miraculously I knew all these really helpful yet totally unlikely wave survival tips. So apparently if you stayed towards the surface you wouldn’t be pushed under as bad. Unfortunately the only other person to hear me say this was that dude. So when the wave DID hit, we were among the few survivors. Then he and I lived happily ever after.
Then I had another dream that didn’t have me in it. It was a third person view dream focused around a small boy who happened to be a doll. He was part of a small band of survivalists traveling about to find a way to escape this whole situation of survival for they knew that this setting wasn’t the only future. To shorten a lot of stressful travel time, I will spare the details and tell you of their last location. They ended up in a very small and utterly disheveled by time library. They managed to find a small shoe box, a sandwich, a revolver with no bullets and a pair of scissors. Everybody was getting restless so they started trying to turn on each other, totally forgetting that scissors are a weapon too and instead sitting there and complaining about how they can’t kill each other with a gun that doesnt have bullets. Meanwhile, the boy sat around in this hovel feeling as If he was meant for something greater. The survivalists realized a band of looters was right outside so they went out there to fight them off, so the little boy took the opportunity to escape, taking the scissors and the gun and the sandwich with him. When the survivalists noticed he was escaping, he loaded the sandwich into the gun and shot a sandwich at them. Somehow it worked and distracted them so he ran off, making teeny tiny strides. He was running as fast as he could through this darkened field until he happened upon a faint blue glowing light upon the horizon. Anxiously he pushed on until he got to a small red and white checkered blanket in the field. By this time he could see the blue light before him was a whole world made just for dolls like him. When he looked down at the blanket there was a little girl sitting there. She turned to look at him with a smile and he realized she was a doll too. She presented to him some new red and white striped doll clothes and without a word he pulled them on over his. She stood up and as they were standing there she held his hand. Before they embarked on their next journey to the glowing blue world of mystery, he said in his mind “I’m finally home.”
And that’s when I woke up.
I have the weirdest, most incomprehensible and unsolvable dreams. Lol