I think I started out at work, and I was doing my usual lock setting at work. I seemed to be up and about quit often, but I'm not really sure why. I looked at the clock several times during what seemed to be a long expanse of time, and it didn't seem to move much. I realized that the battery in it had gone dead, so I went and told Ron (supervisor) or Roy (team leader) about it. I don't think that anyone else was really noticing that that clock had stopped or slowed way down. I think one or two of the other clocks around the place had done the same thing, but they weren't noticed either.
I think that I after I brought it to someone's attention, I went into the key cutting room to get my next batch of locks. When I came out of the key cutting room, I realized that I needed to use the bathroom. I didn't want to take the lock orders into the bathroom with me, but I was already almost there, so I spotted Loy's (guy from work) cart for going around and gathering stuff from everyone for packing, and I decided to set them on there. While I was in the bathroom, I thought that Loy might see them and try to staple them, thinking that they were keys instead of locks. I hurried in the bathroom and went back out. Sure enough, he had walked off with the cart, taking the lock orders with him. I found him in front of the key cutting room stapling the locks. I got them and told him it was my mistake for putting them there, and I should have put them on my desk. I was a little annoyed that he didn't check what he was stapling before he actually did it, but I figured that he wouldn't.
So I got them and went over to my desk and removed the staples from all the ones that he had just closed up. While I was sitting there, something caught my eye. I looked over in the direction of the clock again, and I noticed a bit of water along the wall and on the floor. I looked up, and there was a large wet and brown spot on the ceiling above the clock, about a foot away from the wall. It had been raining outside (and I think it still was at this point), and we wound up springing a leak. I think things went a bit haywire for a little while, but finally things calmed back down, we finished up, and I left and went home.
We were living at the apartments in Las Colinas again, but things were a bit switched around. I came in the front door, and instead of the main room being the living room, it turned out to be our bedroom. I noticed that there was a new knitted or crocheted cover on the bed. The bed was against the wall where our computer desks had been. Our living room stuff was now in the bedroom.
Anyway, the new cover was a dark red, kind of like a ruby/burgundy red. It was very pretty, although it was just slightly small for the bed, and it seemed a little thin. Em was there, and I think she helped point it out to me, as well as a small gift that was there for me on the bed: A small hand made lace bookmark. The bookmark was the same color as the new bedding. It was in a box or envelope sort of thing at first, and I pulled it out of that. I thought that it was perfect because I could use it right away. I had a book I was reading to put it in.
I went into the "living room" to ask my mom about it. She happened to be there, but it wasn't quite like she was visiting. It was almost like she lived there with us. I think I had assumed that Grandma Beddows had made them for us. After talking with mom for a moment, she informed me that Grandma Beddows had passed away, so they couldn't be from her. She then told me that SHE (mom) had made them! I was surprised. I didn't realize that she could make things like that, and I thought it was great that she had done so. I think there had also been something else to come with the bedding and the bookmark, but I forget now what it was.
Monday, September 12, 2005
Friday, September 09, 2005
Home Improvement and School Labyrinth
I started out at Mike's House. I was there with Em's parents. They had come to visit, but while they were there, Em's mom kept going around and trying to "improve" everything. I think after the initial "Hello" and such, we suddenly found Em's mom outside the back door (by the new kitchen) and up on a ladder. She was scraping away at the stucco on the siding of the house, claiming that it wasn't smooth enough. I didn't think that was a good idea at all because it wasn't my house, and I knew that if she kept doing that, something bad was going to happen, such as pulling off all the stucco, leaving the wire lathe exposed. Even though the door was shut, I think that if we spoke loudly enough, she could hear us, because I think that we were yelling to her to stop what she was doing (We, meaning Em and I. Paul was just watching and grinning, kind of like "Hey, would you look at that!")
It took a bit, but we finally convinced her that whether or not she liked it or thought it looked right, she needed to stop, and so she did. She wound up kind of walking or hopping the ladder away from the side of the house. I guess she gave it too much "oomph" because at one point she started to go too far backwards, nearly falling back, and when she did so, the ladder folded up under her (no longer forming the A frame shape) and the far legs caught the ground closer to her, actually knocking her back harder, and caused her to fall right back on her butt from about 6 feet up. We knew that she was alright, and we were snickering about it.
Then after that I went outside, and I was going around the perimeter of the yard. I was going around by the back corner of the yard where the neighbor's trailer used to be (around "the swamp") and looking at the plants growing there beyond our mowing boundary. I found some of those "poke" plants that have the purple berries on them that stain your fingers when squished. I think Em picked some first, and then her mom did, before I could even get a chance to tell them not to because of how it would stain their fingers. Em looked at her fingers and was kind of like, "oh, yeah... I see". I don't think that Em's mom had any response to it.
Then I left that area and I walked down through the middle of the yard by the end of the chicken house and the garage. While I was walking through there, there was something being talked about that I don't remember. We finally wound up walking around to the front of the house to go in. Just as we were ready to go in, someone said something about "the dead dog". I didn't know what they were talking about, but I knew that the people living in the trailer recently had a dog to die out in the yard.
I thought they were talking about that at first, but then Em pointed out by the road and said, "No, that one!" There was a little tan chihuahua out by the road that was turned over on it's back and was attached to a pink leash. It was quite dead, and the neighbors in the house didn't seem to know about it. I think Paul (Em's dad) went to go tell the neighbors and see what they wanted to do about it. The other three of us went inside.
After we got inside, Paul finally came back, and he said that he wound up having to bury the dog in the middle of the front yard. I thought that was great of him to do so, and I felt bad that he had to do it rather than the neighbor doing it.
Then I went inside. When I got in there, things were quite a bit different. It was as if I was coming out of this huge hallway, almost like a mall, and going into a very small store, but the store was actually a military style (as far as I can tell) bunking room. There were minimalist bunk beds in there, but only about 5 of them, and they were on the left wall, with only a little bit of room to walk past the foot of the beds on the right side. I was told that the first bed on top was mine. That was the "guest" or "newbie in training" bed. I accepted it and somehow set up my stuff around/in it. The room was very dark. It pretty much seemed that the only light coming into the room was through the open end of the room that went into the hallway. There were other people in there that I knew at the time, but I don't remember now. I think I may have taken a brief nap there just to get myself settled in, but then I was up shortly after, and we all went to the bathroom.
The bathroom was set up very similar to the bunking quarters in that it was small and narrow, and had about 5 toilet stalls on the left side. The first one, again, was mine, and so I went in. When I stepped in, someone had put one of those big rolls of toilet tissue (the cheap ones that are a foot in diameter used for public restrooms) down in my toilet. I had some sort of stick or rod there to get it out with, so I picked it out and flung it up and over the left hand wall. There was supposed to be a big trash can just on the other side of the wall, but as I flung it over, I got sprayed with a lot of toilet water.
After getting all disgusted, I looked down and realized that whoever had been there previously had not even flushed, so I got drenched with quit a bit of urine, too. I came out and was trying to dry/clean myself off, and a couple of my bunk mates were commenting to me about it and asking if I was okay. I think I wound up going back to the bunk to change, and while I was there, the person in charge (Sergeant?) came by and told me that after I served out my "testing time" and got to be accepted as a permanent member, I would be able to have someone move into my bottom bunk who would be my significant other. I said, "Oh! Good! Thank you!" and he left.
I then left turned right and headed up the hallway to the end of the facility. At that end was where everything was happening. There was a cafeteria, shopping, and this large maze or obstacle course where people were competing to finish it and do it in the quickest time possible. I watched this going on for a while. There were people inside the labyrinth that were part of it all, and they were supposed to do things like ask trivia questions or physically block the passage of the person going through the maze. Each person had a number of "misses" that they could take, one for each letter of the alphabet, and tally was kept by labeling it as a/z or f/z or x/z, showing that they were at letter 'x' out of 'z', or 26. I finally decided that I was going to go through it.
So after the main meal time, I got ready and went upstairs to the beginning. Loy (from Mercedes) from work was there, and I think at first he was actually going to do it, but then I was kind of taking his place. We talked briefly, and then once enough people were watching, I started. I went through these glass doors and into this hallway that only went right. It was like walking through the customer service dept. of JCPenny's or something. There were people just sitting by the walls with their knees drawn up. Some looked like they were sleeping, but mostly they were waiting for their turns at the maze. I then went got through and started meeting my challenges.
I made it through the first few, answering the questions or getting by the physical obstacles. It was almost like a huge church at this point, all junked with lots of marble statues, dividers, pews, candelabras, and all sorts of stuff that looked like it was from an antique store. I started getting tired of taking every challenge, so I quickly started running past and around all of them, avoiding everyone I could. I soon made it to the end with a score of y/z, meaning that I only had one chance left. (all that skipping of stuff hurt my score and took my "misses") I wound up in this room that still had a bunch of stuff in it, but the only person there was Mrs. Yager(biology teacher from high school). She had the final question for me. I had to answer it correctly, and if I did so in a timely manner, not only would I win, but I'd be the one person who got through the labyrinth the fastest.
It suddenly got dark outside, and somewhat inside, too, and I said a couple of times, "Pleeeeeease be something I know." Mrs. Yager just smiled, asked if I was ready, and then asked the question. She gave a little bit of background, saying that a certain bridge (golden gate or Brooklyn?) had been built in a certain year. Then with the changes to peoples traffic patterns because of technological increase caused the need for another bridge to be built, and to connect to the end of the previously mentioned bridge. It was to be called the Keystone Bridge. The question was, "What one thing would have to die before the bridge could be built?"
I was stumped, but I thought long on it. I asked her a few questions, some she could answer, and others she couldn't, while I looked outside the windows. I was way up in the mountains of New York, and it was all forest, streams, mountains, and a couple of smaller roads and then the first bridge mentioned. I was almost watching as the keystone bridge was being built. It was night time, and the lighting was all pinks, oranges, blues, greens, and yellows, depending on the area and source. No white light.
Somehow I had gotten out of her that the Death of Meat was part of the answer, but I couldn't see how a butcher shop would fit into the answer. I thought and thought, and eventually I woke up, still thinking about it, and I still don't have an answer...
It took a bit, but we finally convinced her that whether or not she liked it or thought it looked right, she needed to stop, and so she did. She wound up kind of walking or hopping the ladder away from the side of the house. I guess she gave it too much "oomph" because at one point she started to go too far backwards, nearly falling back, and when she did so, the ladder folded up under her (no longer forming the A frame shape) and the far legs caught the ground closer to her, actually knocking her back harder, and caused her to fall right back on her butt from about 6 feet up. We knew that she was alright, and we were snickering about it.
Then after that I went outside, and I was going around the perimeter of the yard. I was going around by the back corner of the yard where the neighbor's trailer used to be (around "the swamp") and looking at the plants growing there beyond our mowing boundary. I found some of those "poke" plants that have the purple berries on them that stain your fingers when squished. I think Em picked some first, and then her mom did, before I could even get a chance to tell them not to because of how it would stain their fingers. Em looked at her fingers and was kind of like, "oh, yeah... I see". I don't think that Em's mom had any response to it.
Then I left that area and I walked down through the middle of the yard by the end of the chicken house and the garage. While I was walking through there, there was something being talked about that I don't remember. We finally wound up walking around to the front of the house to go in. Just as we were ready to go in, someone said something about "the dead dog". I didn't know what they were talking about, but I knew that the people living in the trailer recently had a dog to die out in the yard.
I thought they were talking about that at first, but then Em pointed out by the road and said, "No, that one!" There was a little tan chihuahua out by the road that was turned over on it's back and was attached to a pink leash. It was quite dead, and the neighbors in the house didn't seem to know about it. I think Paul (Em's dad) went to go tell the neighbors and see what they wanted to do about it. The other three of us went inside.
After we got inside, Paul finally came back, and he said that he wound up having to bury the dog in the middle of the front yard. I thought that was great of him to do so, and I felt bad that he had to do it rather than the neighbor doing it.
Then I went inside. When I got in there, things were quite a bit different. It was as if I was coming out of this huge hallway, almost like a mall, and going into a very small store, but the store was actually a military style (as far as I can tell) bunking room. There were minimalist bunk beds in there, but only about 5 of them, and they were on the left wall, with only a little bit of room to walk past the foot of the beds on the right side. I was told that the first bed on top was mine. That was the "guest" or "newbie in training" bed. I accepted it and somehow set up my stuff around/in it. The room was very dark. It pretty much seemed that the only light coming into the room was through the open end of the room that went into the hallway. There were other people in there that I knew at the time, but I don't remember now. I think I may have taken a brief nap there just to get myself settled in, but then I was up shortly after, and we all went to the bathroom.
The bathroom was set up very similar to the bunking quarters in that it was small and narrow, and had about 5 toilet stalls on the left side. The first one, again, was mine, and so I went in. When I stepped in, someone had put one of those big rolls of toilet tissue (the cheap ones that are a foot in diameter used for public restrooms) down in my toilet. I had some sort of stick or rod there to get it out with, so I picked it out and flung it up and over the left hand wall. There was supposed to be a big trash can just on the other side of the wall, but as I flung it over, I got sprayed with a lot of toilet water.
After getting all disgusted, I looked down and realized that whoever had been there previously had not even flushed, so I got drenched with quit a bit of urine, too. I came out and was trying to dry/clean myself off, and a couple of my bunk mates were commenting to me about it and asking if I was okay. I think I wound up going back to the bunk to change, and while I was there, the person in charge (Sergeant?) came by and told me that after I served out my "testing time" and got to be accepted as a permanent member, I would be able to have someone move into my bottom bunk who would be my significant other. I said, "Oh! Good! Thank you!" and he left.
I then left turned right and headed up the hallway to the end of the facility. At that end was where everything was happening. There was a cafeteria, shopping, and this large maze or obstacle course where people were competing to finish it and do it in the quickest time possible. I watched this going on for a while. There were people inside the labyrinth that were part of it all, and they were supposed to do things like ask trivia questions or physically block the passage of the person going through the maze. Each person had a number of "misses" that they could take, one for each letter of the alphabet, and tally was kept by labeling it as a/z or f/z or x/z, showing that they were at letter 'x' out of 'z', or 26. I finally decided that I was going to go through it.
So after the main meal time, I got ready and went upstairs to the beginning. Loy (from Mercedes) from work was there, and I think at first he was actually going to do it, but then I was kind of taking his place. We talked briefly, and then once enough people were watching, I started. I went through these glass doors and into this hallway that only went right. It was like walking through the customer service dept. of JCPenny's or something. There were people just sitting by the walls with their knees drawn up. Some looked like they were sleeping, but mostly they were waiting for their turns at the maze. I then went got through and started meeting my challenges.
I made it through the first few, answering the questions or getting by the physical obstacles. It was almost like a huge church at this point, all junked with lots of marble statues, dividers, pews, candelabras, and all sorts of stuff that looked like it was from an antique store. I started getting tired of taking every challenge, so I quickly started running past and around all of them, avoiding everyone I could. I soon made it to the end with a score of y/z, meaning that I only had one chance left. (all that skipping of stuff hurt my score and took my "misses") I wound up in this room that still had a bunch of stuff in it, but the only person there was Mrs. Yager(biology teacher from high school). She had the final question for me. I had to answer it correctly, and if I did so in a timely manner, not only would I win, but I'd be the one person who got through the labyrinth the fastest.
It suddenly got dark outside, and somewhat inside, too, and I said a couple of times, "Pleeeeeease be something I know." Mrs. Yager just smiled, asked if I was ready, and then asked the question. She gave a little bit of background, saying that a certain bridge (golden gate or Brooklyn?) had been built in a certain year. Then with the changes to peoples traffic patterns because of technological increase caused the need for another bridge to be built, and to connect to the end of the previously mentioned bridge. It was to be called the Keystone Bridge. The question was, "What one thing would have to die before the bridge could be built?"
I was stumped, but I thought long on it. I asked her a few questions, some she could answer, and others she couldn't, while I looked outside the windows. I was way up in the mountains of New York, and it was all forest, streams, mountains, and a couple of smaller roads and then the first bridge mentioned. I was almost watching as the keystone bridge was being built. It was night time, and the lighting was all pinks, oranges, blues, greens, and yellows, depending on the area and source. No white light.
Somehow I had gotten out of her that the Death of Meat was part of the answer, but I couldn't see how a butcher shop would fit into the answer. I thought and thought, and eventually I woke up, still thinking about it, and I still don't have an answer...
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Freddy Kreuger, Harry Potter, and Aliens
I started out at a theater, and I was with Doug (from Mercedes) and Emily (my wife), and we were watching one of the Nightmare On Elm Street movies. I think that we were actually late, and had only gotten there to see the tail end of it, but I'm not sure about that. Anyway, I remember seeing Freddy Kreuger there on the screen, and his gloved hand was going nuts, stabbing him over and over. It was a bit like the arm of the first giant robot in the Incredibles. He was just going around himself, stabbing into his torso over and over, very quickly and repeatedly.
The next thing I remember was that we were leaving the theater. We were talking about the movie a bit in the lobby of the theater, and then we went outside. While we were out there, we were looking around for Doug's car (the Q) I think it took is a little bit to find it, because it wasn't where we had originally parked it.
After we found it, the next thing I knew was that we were back at our house on Indigo Ridge. It was night time still, and we decided to go for a walk down through the unfinished part of the neighborhood just down the street. They had just framed the last few houses on the right side of the street, and there were a few framed straight ahead on the left side of the bend. (we were walking south on Indigo Ridge) As we were walking, I realized that Em was no longer with us, but Teresa (aka "Pete"), from work, was.
While we were walking along, I was looking up into the sky ahead of us. I started seeing stars and such moving around all strangely, and in some places they looked like they moved in a shower like formation, and other places they burst out from a central spot, and other times they spiraled around themselves, hundreds at a time. I said something about that meaning that there were aliens there in those areas of the sky. Doug and Teresa just looked at me like I was nuts, but I realized that they hadn't looked up into the sky at all. They were walking in front of me, and were now facing north, away from the light display.
I pointed up in the sky in front of them (about a 45 degree angle from the horizon) and said, "Look! There!" They both turned around and looked up, finally seeing what I had been seeing. They were amazed, and somewhat scared, I think. We continued walking, though. We went down to the end of the street, watching the stars moving around all the way down there.
We got to the area between the curve in the road and the stop sign, and we decided to go look in one of the houses. I think we may have even split up and decided to each look in a different house. They were all two story houses there. I think that at the last moment, I didn't really go inside of one of the houses, but I stayed outside, watching the stars, and Doug and Pete went into two houses that were side by side. After a minute or two, Pete came back out the house she was in, and we waited a short bit for Doug. He didn't come back out. We looked in the house, or through the house, since it was all still just framing, and he wasn't in there anywhere to be found.
Pete and I decided to go to the stop sign and turn right, heading north on Sierra Ridge Lane. As we got back up to the area where people were living near the north end of the street, I think we heard some sort of radio going. It was saying something about the aliens, I believe, and we thought that Doug had been nabbed by them while looking in the house. We rounded the corner at Tuscan View and turned right. We were talking, but I don't remember specifically what we were saying. We were talking about this whole thing with Doug, but that's about all I know. At one point, I think Doug just magically showed back up. He said that he had seen one of the aliens, and he went and hid. He described the alien to us, and in usual dream fashion, as he described it, I saw it as if it were there.
He said that he saw it coming for him through some of the framed walls of the house he was looking at. It was completely black, and had a completely spherical head that looked like a black marble bowling ball, and it's right hand was just the same. It looked human otherwise, dressed in a black body suit that allowed all the muscles to be seen. I think there was something about it's mouth being on the sphere of the right hand, and even though there were no features on the head, there was some sort of appearance of anger, like the ball had ridges in it that made it look like a grimace or something. Then, while seeing this, the whole description turned into a top-down view, as if I were looking at everything from 50 feet up in the air.
I was over the framed house, and it looked like the original Zelda game. Link came up from the bottom of the "screen" and into the room that the framed house created in my view. On the right hand side was the alien, but now it was shorter, more squatty, on all fours, and it's head was much bigger. I think that Doug was actually supposed to be Link, and he went up with his sword and his bow and arrows, and he wound up dealing the alien/monster a quick defeat. Then he went through the door that the monster was protecting and went into the next room.
Suddenly everything was back to normal perspective, but I was in a completely fantasy setting. We were now in some stone tower, although I was no longer with Doug and Pete. I was now with Professor McGonogal, Neville Longbottom, and Hermione Granger, and, I think Harry Potter. There was something about a giant wool blanket there, and someone, or some monster was coming for us. We were supposed to use this blanket, allow it to get sucked into this large opening in the wall that was about waist high to head high, and about 6 feet wide, while we held onto the edges of the blanket, climb into the pocket created by the blanket in the opening, and then allow it to carry us away from the tower. I think the monster was a cross between a life size version of the squatty alien and Lord Voldimort.
For some reason we kids didn't want to get into that blanket and go anywhere. We didn't want to leave the Professor there (and another adult that was there, like maybe another professor, but I'm unsure of who it was) to fight the monster that was coming. Also, we had never used this method of travel, so we didn't feel comfortable doing it. Professor McGonogal urged us to do as she said, and I think one of the other kids guessed that this form of travel was a variation of the Flu Network for larger group travel. The professor told the guesser that they were correct, and to please hurry.
So we got into the blanket in the opening, and we allowed it to take us. But we had other plans. We decided to only allow it to suck us up about 6 feet into the whole. There, we waited for the monster to show up. It finally did, and I remember getting out of the whole, and seeing everyone firing magic at it to try to disable it or even kill it. Despite the fact that we were supposed to be gone, and yet here we were running around this giant round room trying to help destroy this monster, the professors didn't seem upset at us. More over, they seemed happy that we had stayed to help fight because they couldn't have done it themselves otherwise. Either right before or right after we destroyed the monster or we ran away out of the tower without destroying it (I'm unsure which), the dream ended.
The next thing I remember was that we were leaving the theater. We were talking about the movie a bit in the lobby of the theater, and then we went outside. While we were out there, we were looking around for Doug's car (the Q) I think it took is a little bit to find it, because it wasn't where we had originally parked it.
After we found it, the next thing I knew was that we were back at our house on Indigo Ridge. It was night time still, and we decided to go for a walk down through the unfinished part of the neighborhood just down the street. They had just framed the last few houses on the right side of the street, and there were a few framed straight ahead on the left side of the bend. (we were walking south on Indigo Ridge) As we were walking, I realized that Em was no longer with us, but Teresa (aka "Pete"), from work, was.
While we were walking along, I was looking up into the sky ahead of us. I started seeing stars and such moving around all strangely, and in some places they looked like they moved in a shower like formation, and other places they burst out from a central spot, and other times they spiraled around themselves, hundreds at a time. I said something about that meaning that there were aliens there in those areas of the sky. Doug and Teresa just looked at me like I was nuts, but I realized that they hadn't looked up into the sky at all. They were walking in front of me, and were now facing north, away from the light display.
I pointed up in the sky in front of them (about a 45 degree angle from the horizon) and said, "Look! There!" They both turned around and looked up, finally seeing what I had been seeing. They were amazed, and somewhat scared, I think. We continued walking, though. We went down to the end of the street, watching the stars moving around all the way down there.
We got to the area between the curve in the road and the stop sign, and we decided to go look in one of the houses. I think we may have even split up and decided to each look in a different house. They were all two story houses there. I think that at the last moment, I didn't really go inside of one of the houses, but I stayed outside, watching the stars, and Doug and Pete went into two houses that were side by side. After a minute or two, Pete came back out the house she was in, and we waited a short bit for Doug. He didn't come back out. We looked in the house, or through the house, since it was all still just framing, and he wasn't in there anywhere to be found.
Pete and I decided to go to the stop sign and turn right, heading north on Sierra Ridge Lane. As we got back up to the area where people were living near the north end of the street, I think we heard some sort of radio going. It was saying something about the aliens, I believe, and we thought that Doug had been nabbed by them while looking in the house. We rounded the corner at Tuscan View and turned right. We were talking, but I don't remember specifically what we were saying. We were talking about this whole thing with Doug, but that's about all I know. At one point, I think Doug just magically showed back up. He said that he had seen one of the aliens, and he went and hid. He described the alien to us, and in usual dream fashion, as he described it, I saw it as if it were there.
He said that he saw it coming for him through some of the framed walls of the house he was looking at. It was completely black, and had a completely spherical head that looked like a black marble bowling ball, and it's right hand was just the same. It looked human otherwise, dressed in a black body suit that allowed all the muscles to be seen. I think there was something about it's mouth being on the sphere of the right hand, and even though there were no features on the head, there was some sort of appearance of anger, like the ball had ridges in it that made it look like a grimace or something. Then, while seeing this, the whole description turned into a top-down view, as if I were looking at everything from 50 feet up in the air.
I was over the framed house, and it looked like the original Zelda game. Link came up from the bottom of the "screen" and into the room that the framed house created in my view. On the right hand side was the alien, but now it was shorter, more squatty, on all fours, and it's head was much bigger. I think that Doug was actually supposed to be Link, and he went up with his sword and his bow and arrows, and he wound up dealing the alien/monster a quick defeat. Then he went through the door that the monster was protecting and went into the next room.
Suddenly everything was back to normal perspective, but I was in a completely fantasy setting. We were now in some stone tower, although I was no longer with Doug and Pete. I was now with Professor McGonogal, Neville Longbottom, and Hermione Granger, and, I think Harry Potter. There was something about a giant wool blanket there, and someone, or some monster was coming for us. We were supposed to use this blanket, allow it to get sucked into this large opening in the wall that was about waist high to head high, and about 6 feet wide, while we held onto the edges of the blanket, climb into the pocket created by the blanket in the opening, and then allow it to carry us away from the tower. I think the monster was a cross between a life size version of the squatty alien and Lord Voldimort.
For some reason we kids didn't want to get into that blanket and go anywhere. We didn't want to leave the Professor there (and another adult that was there, like maybe another professor, but I'm unsure of who it was) to fight the monster that was coming. Also, we had never used this method of travel, so we didn't feel comfortable doing it. Professor McGonogal urged us to do as she said, and I think one of the other kids guessed that this form of travel was a variation of the Flu Network for larger group travel. The professor told the guesser that they were correct, and to please hurry.
So we got into the blanket in the opening, and we allowed it to take us. But we had other plans. We decided to only allow it to suck us up about 6 feet into the whole. There, we waited for the monster to show up. It finally did, and I remember getting out of the whole, and seeing everyone firing magic at it to try to disable it or even kill it. Despite the fact that we were supposed to be gone, and yet here we were running around this giant round room trying to help destroy this monster, the professors didn't seem upset at us. More over, they seemed happy that we had stayed to help fight because they couldn't have done it themselves otherwise. Either right before or right after we destroyed the monster or we ran away out of the tower without destroying it (I'm unsure which), the dream ended.
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