Jaron's Dreams
| April 11, 2009, 3:55 PM The lion in the old warehouse |
| I had a dream a few nights ago that there were several of us (10 or so) in an old abandoned warehouse running from a lion. The room we were in was large and messy with high ceilings. We quickly ran into a room across the way and swung the door shut. Several of us had to hold the door shut so that the lion couldn't push it open. Others of us went scouting to see if there was another way out. This room was L-shaped and really messy and busy (with old desks, loose doors, loose windows, and other odds and ends lying around). I found a hole in the back of the room that I could climb through.
I climbed through the hole and found myself in the yard at the back of the shed at my parent's house in Missouri. I ran towards what I thought would be safety, only to realize too late that it was just towards a patch of trees (the same patch of trees my sister and I used as a "hideout" when we were little. The lion was outside already, and he ran at me. He got me, and my mind suddenly went "Alright, take two!" I was allowed to try it again like I was in some sort of King's Quest game or something. I thought, "Well, this time, I'll run from the back of the shed to the house." Meanwhile back in the warehouse, everyone had been there for so long that they'd started freezing...literally. It was like they'd been in a freezer. One was cranking a generator, but he was starting to tire out. He began to talk about quitting. If he quit, the lion would somehow be able to get in and kill them all. They began to talk about ways they could kill themselves. Someone suggested that they could try poisoning themselves. The person cranking the generator got frightened at the prospect. That someone then suggested that they could saw their own heads off with a table saw across the way. The person cranking the generator liked this idea even less. His eyes got big and he thought, "That would be a horrible way to die." He began realizing that death was not going to be pleasant any way he tried to go. That's all I remember. |