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;_; brrr.
I had a v. disturbing dream today. And to think I was all "I wish i could remember my dreams" because I always, always forget them. MAYBE THERE'S A GOOD REASON. DDD: Thank you, brain, for protecting me from the rest of them.
It starts with a girl bundled up in a big coat, coughing at the end of a train. She's curled up on herself, and doesn't look very healthy. And then she lifts her head, and gets up suddenly, and then she starts moving up the train.
She's coughing harder and harder, and she's looking more and more determined, eyes narrowed, jaws clenched and all that. She shoulders people out of her way, stumbles, gets progressively worse -- she even catches herself on walls and people. Doesn't apologize.
And then she arrives at the front of the train just as the train stops at a station. She gets out, forces her way through the crowd -- gets kinda far, too, and then the train leaves, she she coughs a last time and BLARGH. BLOOD. Blood everywhere, by every orifice, because her organs are LIQUEFYING.
People start screaming, of course.
Meanwhile at the end of the train where she was sitting, a young man in a leather jacket starts coughing.
...The worst thing is that I think she knew, and she deliberately moved forward to get as many people as she could. I'm not sure if it was her own will to kill as many people with her as she could, or a virus-given imperative, or both or what, but she knew what she was doing. And that feeling of -- brr. Spreading death because they dared to be alive and she already knew she wasn't...
Strangely, I have a very strong feeling it isn't the first time I have this dream.
It starts with a girl bundled up in a big coat, coughing at the end of a train. She's curled up on herself, and doesn't look very healthy. And then she lifts her head, and gets up suddenly, and then she starts moving up the train.
She's coughing harder and harder, and she's looking more and more determined, eyes narrowed, jaws clenched and all that. She shoulders people out of her way, stumbles, gets progressively worse -- she even catches herself on walls and people. Doesn't apologize.
And then she arrives at the front of the train just as the train stops at a station. She gets out, forces her way through the crowd -- gets kinda far, too, and then the train leaves, she she coughs a last time and BLARGH. BLOOD. Blood everywhere, by every orifice, because her organs are LIQUEFYING.
People start screaming, of course.
Meanwhile at the end of the train where she was sitting, a young man in a leather jacket starts coughing.
...The worst thing is that I think she knew, and she deliberately moved forward to get as many people as she could. I'm not sure if it was her own will to kill as many people with her as she could, or a virus-given imperative, or both or what, but she knew what she was doing. And that feeling of -- brr. Spreading death because they dared to be alive and she already knew she wasn't...
Strangely, I have a very strong feeling it isn't the first time I have this dream.
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My more disturbing dreams usually involve me getting killed, or being the cause of someone special to me's death. ...I prefer not to remember those, but those tend to stay in my mind longest, and most clearly.
.................although your dream is really creepy...it sounds like a drabblething.
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*petpets*
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*curls up on* T_T
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Next time I'll have to make sure you go to sleep happy? ;)
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Tiens, ça me rappelle un plot bunny GW que j'ai jamais eu le courage de développer parce que ça m'aurait embarquée dans une fic de plus de 50 pages...no subject
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...I think the 'recurring dream' part of that is the scariest.
Ja, -n
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That, and a warm drink, whatever time it is be damned. Tea or hot chocolate, preferably. *nods seriously*
Hope you have better dreams in future! *hug*
Adi
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*huggleloves* ♥
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Your icon is complete and total win. Is it, by any chance, the sharing kind? And even if it isn't, would you mind if I friended you? Cause you seem cool.
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Ironically? I find warm milk prevents nightmares from continuing or spawning new ones when you go back to sleep. (though it might just be the time it takes to make...Milk is good though, so.)
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As to friending, absolutely! Be warned, I'm not so good with the regular updating, though... ^_^;
*grins* I agree. Milk is good, so any chance to drink it is a good one. Unless it's a choice between milk or chocolate, because chocolate will always win. *nods seriously*
Adi
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Anything that got rid of reoccurring nightmares would be awesome, but I'm lactose intolerant, and while being up sick half the night would prevent nightmares, unsurprisingly I'm not willing to make the trade off.
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I hope I have forgotten this concept by the time I have to go to sleep myself. *whines*Actually...
(Anonymous) 2006-12-03 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)If your interested, Richard Preston's "The Hot Zone" could tell you more about it. :-P
-Attaya
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I know that Jo and I were have a conversation recently where I was telling her that I rarely remember my dreams. Some of the ones that I do are pretty mundane, but some of the more vivid are also disturbing in a vague sexual, if not outright sexual, way. I wonder, like you, if not remembering them is something of a psychological defense mechanism. I know that one of the dreams I had that I do remember was being on a ferry that had been taken over by terrorists, and having to lead the fight against the terrorists while they were planting explosives all over the boat in an attempt to blow it in half. And I'm one of the few Americans who refuses to let terrorism be used to scare me into submission to the government's will.
*hugs* Sorry to hear about the nightmare. I hope that these things aren't too frequent for you.
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I might just be strange about that though. My nightmares seem to involve things like failing AP English (a college level highschool class, while dreams of people hunting me down to kill me aren't scary at all.
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(Anonymous) 2006-12-05 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)-- Guile