Three Different Dreams

Date: 12/28/2016

By biscuit

Sewer People I don't remember exactly where I was, but it was a house or somewhere near some empty fields and across the road from a forest. I think I was investigating an abandoned house, when two strange humanoids came in. Their skin was pale and soggy, like a blobfish's, and they dripped water everywhere. They walked with quick, scurrying steps, and were perpetually crouching. They were also super gross. When they came in, I realized that they were the mother and son who had once lived in the house I was investigating. They had been evicted, and moved into the sewers, where they devolved into their current state. They both had their pockets full of every kind of currency, and they kept dropping it. I took that opportunity to pick it up, and stuff it in my pockets. They didn't like that, but now I had the upper hand. I used the money to lure the son outside and back into the sewers, but the mother stayed. She started taking to me, and I was disgusted the whole time. Then she said something that I remember clearly: she said that she felt like the sequins of her life were coming undone. For some reason, this really affected me. I started crying uncontrollably, and the woman from the sewers didn't know what to do. She backed away, and jumped in the canal after a few awkward seconds. I ran after her, and thanked her for something, even though she did nothing. I gave her the rest of the money I had taken, and she was about to leave when a guy pulled up in his car. He looked like a salesman for something, and it was obvious he was going to swindle the woman out of her money. I told him to shove off, and then she swam away. The Luge I was watching a YouTube video that was shot with a GoPro. It was of some guy who was doing a luge in a domestic area, which looked really fun, but was illegal. He raced past a police car, and accidentally attracted their attention, so he started looking for a place to hide. He ducked behind a tree, but the cops found him. They arrested him a lot more brutally then they needed to, and there were several carloads of police instead of the usual 1-2 per car. For the whole video, I sort of felt like it was me instead of the guy who actually took it, so it was kind of nerve-wracking. Trip to China I was in Japan with my family, and we were wandering around downtown Osaka when we somehow ended up in China. I have no idea how that happened. We spent the rest of the dream trying to get back to Japan, which wasn't too hard. It just required a lot of walking. The other weird part of the dream was that I was smoking cigarettes the whole time. I don't know if it was because I was nervous or afraid or what. Dad didn't like me smoking, though.