Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 12/12/2016
By Fitful
I dreamt hundreds of people, all different species, were being forcefully relocated. Army men came and bag and tagged them and then dropped them into this type of enclosed preservation which was brand new, a restoration of history. It was large, the size of a world. To get there you had to go through a time bubble, so the people were dropped down into it by parachute, it would take them 4 years to descend. I was a mermaid, or the dream centered on her, I watched her. She was captured and forced to be human, not allowed to change or go into the water, a shock box round her throat stopped her from doing so, if she did go in the water it tortured her. The thing was, she couldn't breathe on land. She had to keep ducking under riverbeds very quickly to catch a breath. She was tied to the helicopters which dropped the people down. They were literally capture little specimens on leashes in a big jar. I was working, there was a floor filled with hundreds of little pencils. There were so many you walked on mounds of them during the course of your day. I worked at a school. I filed away things. My boss was very loud, large, and bossy. Kinda military. I fed mice type creatures which ran beneath the workings of things. They were sentient and kind. Their larger counterparts, perhaps the adult version of them, were large, invisible almost, and floated through this reality, keeping at the height of a human head. They were peaceful and benign, but keep back with large force fields in place. I ended up sneaking a mouse thing home with me, rather than leave it there. He had accidentally hurt it and I took it home until I could get to the grounds where it's kind were likely to be. I had no reason to go there so I had to drop it off on the way to somewhere else. Until I could I kept the mouse beside me, by my bed. It recuperated nicely, and my friends came by and saw it that night, we went out, they dragged me and the mouse for a joy ride. We had an accident and the mouse died sort of. It's spirit or essence went into my body, and then we were quarantined. A friend of mine was so upset he killed me, well the mouse possessing me, thinking I was lost. But I had taken it willingly and I told him so as I lay dying.