I couldn't make it on last night but here. Another dream/nightmare.
I was sleeping in the barracks. Well actually I just woke up from what felt like a long sleep, I still had my clothes on, from boots to hoody. It was dead of night, very quiet, but it truly was too quiet. I decided to look at the bed next to me. There was just a bunch of clothes on the bed. I heard some slurping noises outside, due to an uncertain curiosity I decided to go out and looked. There was this thing hunched over the night watch man's body, the creature looked leatherly and had many chains/zippers upon it's body, even faces were on it's leathered body. It stood from what used to be the watch man which is now as well, a pile of clothes. It looked at me, the zipper that zipped its mouth shut slid open, from that opening came a ghastly sound which sounded like a person choking on a bone with a collection of different animals, with that it started hobbleing as fast as its fat physique would allow. I turned around and ran. Instead of going down the paved road I went over the brick wall that was behind our dorm, I rolled down the hill until I reached the bottom. I heard the gurgle and wheezes of confusion of the man sack, I got back up and started running down the dirt road to the free way (it's only a mile away.) As I stood on the bridge of the over pass that weazeing sack hopped out of nowhere. I saw a semi truck coming down and I jumped. The thing jumped after me but evidently by the bodies it has consumed it fell faster landing right in front of the semi as I landed on top of it. I heard the impact between the semi and the sack, I couldn't help but smirk. I layed on the semi for probably two minutes when I heard the wheezeing again, it flopped back on the top. As it seemed like there was no hope for me of escaping a ladder knocked me upside the head. Yes, a ladder. It came from an air baloon, regardless of the unlikely circmstances I climbed up the ladder into the basket. My savior was a female with cat ears (well I do like anime). We flew for a bit.
Me: So do you own this baloon.
My feline heroine shaked her head 'yes' vigorously.
Me: Thanks kid. I owe you one.
She gave me the thumbs up.
Me:... You can't speak, can you?
She looked kind of frusturated, then she looked like she was thinking, and last she came a colorful conclusion.
Feline companion: Meow heart !
Placeing a hand over my face all I could really say was.
Me: Perfecet.... Do you have a name that can be spoken in the human language?
A shake of the head which equaled 'no'.
Me: I guess I will have to give you a nickname... How's Kitten?
She shaked her head with defiant 'no'.
Me: Ok it's settled. Your name is Kitten.
Her current expression showed that she was covered in flat out despair. To save time and bleeding fingers I will tell you where this conversation led to: Kitten was looking for something so she is in her air balloon to search for it, now that she has saved my life I had to help her out until I save her's or if I help her find the certain item she has requested.
Kitten frantically ran over to me and nearly knocked me out of the basket to show me another oddity, flying rubber duckies. A flock of flying rubber duckies to be exact.
Me: What? They're just rubber duckies.
The flock ran into the balloon. As I looked up at the conflict I saw that one of the rubber duckie's beaks punctured the balloon. We violently fell to the ground. I blinked once and woke up in our real world.
The end.
 Langendorfer · Sat Feb 23, 2008 @ 06:45pm · 0 Comments |
