Sunday, January 6, 2008

New dream for 2008

Last night I had a strange dream.

The dream begins in a familiar classroom. It reminds me of high school, but the people I am with don't have distinct enough faces for them to be recognizable. But we aren't facing the front of the classroom sitting in desks, instead we are all sitting facing each other, because the tables are arranged in a rectangular pattern. There are about 30 of us, and we are divided into groups of 4 by the teacher. Each group is given a large jar, a diamond-shaped die, and a stencil plate of different sized circles. Although I can't remember what the assignment is, we only have half an hour to complete it.

As we exit the classroom to begin our assignment, I realize that the classroom isn't inside a school. It is actually in the middle of a bustling town in the winter time. The classroom is basically a large box building without a roof, with windows looking inside of it. Yet we manage to find another classroom to do our assignment in close by. It turns out the jar is full of little play figures, and we have to find pairs of them to match together. All I remember is one of the pairs looks like a bee man, with a spear. So one bee-man is dressed up with lots of colours and accessories, while the other one is really plain. As we are doing our work another student walks by our table and holds up a huge list that he flashes to us quickly then hides again as he laughs. He says he has all the answers but won't give us the list. So we are frustrated at this but keep on with the assignment, trying to find matching figures. The figures have now become drawings instead of actual 3d tangible figures for some reason. I now hear commotion coming from our original classroom, and I realize we have gone over our time limit to complete the assignment.

We run towards the classroom but the doors are locked, and the windows are closed. But there is one window that is slightly open, and we pear inside to a strange spectacle. Students are running around the table in circles. They are so fast that objects situated around the classroom are being flung into the air, and a sound like a roaring wind is heard. They are all happy and laughing, playing some kind of game. I want what they have, and bang on the window but nobody hears me. It is cold outside and there is snow everywhere, I want to be in the warm classroom. Finally the teacher opens the door and asks me if I have the stencil and the diamond-shaped die with me. I do and she reluctantly lets me in.

When I enter the classroom it has become something completely different. The whole area is filled to the brim with water, and it has become a large labyrinth. I swim about frantically looking for my friends, but there is nobody around. The area is really well lit with neon greens and pinks, and I am somehow able to breathe in the water. I finally do find one of my fellow students, but he is engrossed in some kind of game that no amount of yelling or gesturing works to get his attention. After some more swimming around, I find a girl that is about to be eaten by a large pink beast with one eye and a lot of tentacles. But she is stuck in one place, spinning her diamond-shaped die over and over again thinking it will somehow save her from the creature. I try to rescue her and pull her away but a large stone door crashes down in front of me, separating us.

I wake up at this moment and realize it is 8:30, and I am late for work.