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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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