Date: 11/7/2018
By pheeniealexandra
I was in the body of Daniel Radcliffe, to start. And I was in a large warehouse where a massive scale experiment was being done. There was scientific equipment everywhere but it was very steam-punk ish type of things. Large vials and tubes. It was a holocaust like experiment. They were altering people to be smaller, 2 ft high, or larger, 10 ft high and then back to normal size. There were also dogs there, nice German Shepards who were being experimented on too. They dogs were a strong connection for me, they felt like my only solace in this horrible experiment. A side effect of the size altering was that organisms started disintegrating into thin air. Pieces of people would fall off and become dust in the wind. The organic cells could not handle the manipulation. There was people dust floating all around. And one of the men experimenting on me was in a bright yellow shirt, he was friendly with me (maybe he was forced to do the experiments and we had previously been friends...or maybe we developed a friendship while I was in the program, it's unknown) But he had his arm around me and we were swaying and I was solemnly singing "country roads" as the situation was hopeless and the song and dogs were what kept me going. At the end of the dream, my friend in the yellow shirt daps me up and I notice that the friction on my palm hurt a lot - much more than it ever should - and I realized that I was disintegrating. That my cells were falling apart and I would soon be dust. I woke up frightened.