Pact Of The Assassins and Afton Mountain

I was part of a group of assassins, and there was something about either we were all enemies already, or we were pitted against one another by some higher person or group. There were a couple of men and a couple of women there, about five or six total. The whole thing had the feel of the part in "Kill Bill" where the assassins are at the church killing Beatrix's soon-to-be family. The fights also had that feel of style to them, and the attitudes were pretty cool and collected, yet cruel and vengeful.

I don't remember most of what happened, but I know at first we were sneaking around the inside of a big house and fighting against one another with swords and various projectile weapons like darts or knives. A couple of the other assassins got killed off pretty quickly, and pretty soon I think it was down to me, one guy, and two women. One of the women was dark haired, and maybe even asian, and the other was blond. I don't really what the guy looked like. I do know that the dark haired woman especially had it out for me.

Towards the end it seemed like maybe we were in a school rather than a house, and off of the side of one of the main rooms we had been fighting in there was a big bathroom that looked like a large public bathroom. I think it was supposed to be a men's bathroom, and that's why I was surprised when the women showed up in there looking for me while I was in one of the stalls. There was a brief fight that ensued, and then we stopped for a bit.

I believe that I had done something to kill or seriously hurt the blond woman, and it was at this point that we all really realized that out of all of us, only one was going to survive this. We made a pact to figure out how to get out of the house together without being detected by the person or group that had put us there in the first place, and once we were out, we'd go our seperate ways, never looking for one another again.

The dark haired woman was pretty beaten up. She had lots of cuts on her face and seemed pretty bruised up, and her clothes were torn and dirty. I think all of us were pretty much the same way. She decided to go and clean up in the bathroom before we tried to leave. The other guy and I were supposed to watch the door and make sure that no one came in to attack us.

While she was cleaning up, one or more of us had a sudden distrust of all the others that we were going to really try to see this through in a civil manner, and I think there was a brief drawing of swords again before we agreed to put them away, finish cleaning up, and get going.

Soon after we wound up leaving together, and we drove through Weyers Cave. I think that somewhere at the beginning of the dream we had been to the gas station that was at the end of 256 on the other side of Rt. 11, and we had planted bombs or missiles, or we had left something next to the pumps at the back corner of the parking lot with an intent to hide it and then the winner was going to pick it up later.

We were in an older Jeep Cherokee, and the guy was driving pretty fast through the parking lot. He just wanted to get whatever it was and get out of there. We drove around, and the guy from the gas station came out and was yelling at us and shaking his fists for leaving something there earlier and driving so fast now.

As we went around the right side of the parking lot, past the pumps in the front, we turned left and headed towards the back and headed straight for the pump in the back corner where we'd left whatever it was. It wasn't there, and so we did a sharp left again and came flying up the side of the building, looping around and going over to the far side of the building again past the first pumps. There were two cars parked there getting gas, and the guy said that we had put it there instead of by the back one, but because there were people there now, we had to abandon it because we couldn't get it while people were around.

We left and dropped off the guy pretty quickly down at the end of a dirt road that ran out from 256 heading north, just before the broken down gas station/resturant that's been there for years. Then the woman was driving, and we took interstate 64 up into the Blue Ridge Mountains.

Then the interstate took a sharp turn to the left and it was no longer an interstate, but just a 2 lane blacktop that wound around the top of Afton Mountain. Up on the peak was a building of very modern looking architecture. It was a lot of glass and steel, and it was shaped strangely, pointed in places on top and fairly round. I had been here before in another dream, but I was on the other side of it. Since I recognized it, she dropped me off there, and I took NellyBelle (my cat) and went up and to the other side where the main door was and went inside.

I went in the front doors and down some steps. I realized that the building on the outside was basically just a marker to show where this place was, but most of it was tunnels that were buried underground.

I was in a wide hallway that kept going slightly down and straight off into the distance It felt like a school or museum or something. The walls were a cream color, as was the floor. The lighting was all hidden so that it was all done somewhat in an ambient manner.

I only went about 30 feet or so and there was a hallway that came off to the right, going at a sharp angle back, so there was an information office there in the corner on the opposite side, and it had a window that faced out into the hallway to help the new people coming in. Kind of like this:










I saw a sign at the corner that pointed up the hallway, and it said something about following it way to the end and it had something to do with Buddhism. This sounded interesting, to I turned right and started following it. I knew somehow in the back of my mind that the tunnel/hallway eventually turned left and then left again and headed back in the direction of the main hallway, but bypassed it by going under it or something.

I passed several doorways and windows facing out into the hallway, and came to a set of heavy wooden double doors. I knew that there was an art studio behind this, and so I opened the door and went in.

It was off hours, and there was a tall old guy in there with white hair that was cleaning the room. He was moving about getting the trash, and when I came in still holding my cat, he looked a little disgruntled and left through the door I had just come in.

There were large tables all over, and each one had a drying clay sculpture on it that was left from the previous class. They were mostly sculptures of people or animals, and I knew that they were on display for the tourists, such as myself. On my left there was another set of doors, and that was where the hallway I had just been in looped around like I knew it did. On the right, up in the far front corner of the room on the right wall was another door, and that went out into a dark hallway, at the end of which I knew was an auditorium.

I started over toward the far door when it opened, and in came a really tall and thin guy with dark short hair and a shorter girl with curly blond hair. I knew them from school, but I don't remember who it was. (maybe the tall guy I had chemsitry class with my junior year?) I was happy to see them and I reached out my hand to shake his. He looked at me like I was really strange, but he had a smile on his face the whole time, trying to be nice. He finally shook my hand and basically said, "See you around!" and left quickly through the doors that I had used to come into this room.

Then I turned around and went towards those doors, too. Then I decided to head off to the right (since I was now facing the opposite direction) and head through the doors that continued the hallway I had been in before this art room. As I did, I passed through a small bathroom first and then I went into the hallway on the other side. I went about 10 feet and realized that this opened up into a library.

There was another disgruntled looking old man (a different one) sitting behind the counter to my left and his partner over on the other side of the counter area that they were enclosed in. He took one look at me carrying the cat, and though he didn't say anything, I knew he really didn't want me in there. So I turned around and left again.

I went back into the art studio, turned right, and went back out the original doors that I came in through. When I did, it was no longer the hallway I had come in through, but it opened into another section of the library. It was here that I noticed how tall and huge this library actually was. The counter that the old man's partner was at was on my right, and there were the usual rows of shelves of books that stretche off in hundreds of feet in every direction.

I headed towards the far side of the library down a wide aisle way, and I eventually came to a cross-aisle. On the other side of this was the wall and glass doors that led outside. In the right hand corner was a multiple story glass office.

Ron (the Key Room supervisor at Mercedes) was coming from the left and heading towards the office. He was frustrated because Bill (the receiving supervisor) wasn't there like he was supposed to be, and now he had to use his own password and username to log into the computer and get things started for the day. He already had a lot to do, and this was just adding to it.

He sat behind the mahogony desk and logged into the computer to get the tickets rolling for the day. He said something about how much time this takes up for him to watch after, and I said that I would do it if my username and password were allowed the access. He said that it wasn't, and I mentioned to him that maybe I could use his to do it since he had given me his password once before. He didn't say much of anything, but got up and walked out of the office again back into the direction of his own in the key room, and the dream ended there.