Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 4/25/2019
By Fitful
I was aboard an alien spaceship. A tiny one, built for one person, shaped like a elongated teardrop. I had snuck aboard I guess and we were flying through space. I was surrounded by more like me, I think they came on suddenly, and I had to react. I didn't looked like them so I had to use the shield which coated the inside window which caped off half the top like a dome. I also couldn't get enough air, they lived in a lower oxygen atmosphere. I had to adjust the artificial atmosphere put off more oxygen once I began struggling for a breath, I turned it all the way up to 2.3 when it had been down way below 1.0. I worried they would see me when I was suddenly surrounded by the fleet. The shield which coated the inside was like mud but hardened into metal. ~ I was with family traveling through time. We went back in time, very far back, to when our house wasn't yet ours. I had been in our family for so many hundred of years but we ended up thrown into a distant past and the house didn't belong to us, our family, just yet. It belonged, I think, to a museum or some other society. But we were desperate, we had to hide from someone? Or do something? Maybe it was regarding a book... Anyway while we were there an enemy realized we were and talked some girl he knew, a girl who would one day be in our family by marriage but not for hundreds of years, into attacking us and getting that book. He used her, her family had own the house in the past, the past of this current time, andmaybe still had some claim on it now. She was taken in and upset we had taken up residence. We were going to be there long, a few day, but who knew what he told her. She was a mermaid, an alien mermaid species. They even could come up on land and change their tail for legs. She was spotted in places, like fish. She lived in swamps, not ocean. The house was a pretty large old Victorin type thing, it had fire places that ran on gas, and a lot of very dark wood. In the basement was a white room like a saferoom which was very high tech and also doubled as a prison. When they attacked they came in huge white suits, the man who attacked shouldn't have stepped foot in the house in this time, he was supposed to do it later. Or maybe it was she who wasn't supposed to yet, she who would be our grandmother, currently with us in her older form. The cast of the dream is vague but I do recall them busting in, shooting with high tech guns, and suddenly the entire house was flooded, not just a bit, but water poured in and I banked the fire knowing when they attacked it would happen and the entire house would be flooded. We retreated to the saferoom, hid from the attackers, frustrating thee guy. We hid what he wanted and I took the girls hair, it was now like a wig, and I untangled it and contemplated wearing it, putting rollers in it and wearing it. It was so pretty and I was jealous of hair like that, big and curly and frizzy. Outside the saferoom the house filled with water. I think the old Victorian house was under the swamps somehow, and when they came in in their water suits the doors that kept out the water let in the flood and completely filled the house like it was under an ocean.