Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 5/21/2019
By Marbot457
It all starts off with me dreaming about this completely different dream about this race. The race is officially called a bike race but its just a race where you wear biking clothes and you have to run on a set bike trail through the city, and even in some buildings. It begins and the masses of people in this race are off, im very slow but I catch up to a group of people and just kinda run with them slightly competitively. We all keep ribbing each other and playfully shoving each other as we run down the narrow streets between these city buildings. Its fun in a way but since the competition is to win 1,000,000 dollars, we all wizen up a little as it continues. I eventually pull ahead of the group as most of the people fall behind until eventually its just me and these two popular girls parkouring through the city. I try to get my hands on them to shove them away so that I can win but they are too quick for me so I just end up running neck and neck with them. We find that the bike trail goes through this indoor 2 level mall food court and we rush inside only to lose the trail. Its part of the challenge, without stopping our run, we have to find the trail and continue running again. We all go our semi seperate ways and keep running around until I see someone looking right at me pointing upwarda to the second floor. I wink at them for the help and start to parkour my way upwards, clombing the banister and the structure poles. However I'm not the only one who saw the pointing as the taller of the other two girls begins to follow after me. The shorter girl begins to lazily follow after her as well. The taller girl pulls me by the leg back down and we begin to attract a crowd of people until the entire large area of the foor court is filled with people watching us tussle above them. Eventually, the shorter girl makes it halfway up the wall to where we are and thats when we all lose our grip and fall into the crowd. They act like a group a people crowd surfing famous people at a concert for a minute and they start to raise me back up to the second floor. Unfortunately there were also perverts in the crowd who pawed at me and I can only assume the other girls. I dont remember what happned but eventually we made out way out of the crowd and up to the 2nds floor, however we are all in our sports bra because people were gross perverts. We start on our run again and the other girls seem to just, fall behind as I pull ahead. Alas all the running was for Nothing as I didnt even get first place, but I did get a money prize of 50,000 for finishing first in my "Heat" of the competition. The dream skips around and I dont remember but the running part is also connected to this. So my brother is congratulating me for winning and all that and we are standing at the top of this amphitheater looking place. This amphitheater seems to have been built dright on top of some buildings in the city so since we are at the top, we can see a little walkway that connects to another building with iron gated railings to keep people from falling. So we are up there talking and I'm catching him up on my first year of college (probably because in real life he doesnt give a damn and that shit hurted but ANYWAYS) I told him about my friend Lillian's girlfriend and about how shes kinda mean and cruel (irl shes not but ig this was a dream thing). So anyways the girlfriend we will call her Jo ends up being just across the walkway from where we are and I spot her "Brooding Like She Always Is" or whatever and we walk over there to exchange pleasantries and be on our way. Unfortunately thats not what happnened and she ended up being the catalyst for one of my most paranoid, jerk awake, kinda dreams up to date. So basicially shes being rude and talking trash about Lillian and in my deeam I got that this was a regular kind of thing for thair relationship and it was all "Just a Joke" or whatever but I saw right past it. We are still nice to her even as she spits that I "Didnt deserve that run money, it could have gone to a better cause than you." In which On God I almost swung at her but I didnt because I knew it was true. Me and my brother walk away from her back to the amphitheatre steaming, like why is she like this and what is wrong with her. I saw something jokingly like "Yep, and thats... Jo. Thats Jo for ya." And thats when she pops out behind us or something. She heard us talking shit about her and she starts to get Big Mad and she storms off. I get slightly paranoid because I Know shes gonna go tell Lillian about all this and I know Lillian will take her side on it and probably stop being my friend or whatever. The dream fucks with me for a minute and then suddenly I'm on an airplane on my way to college, even though I dont normally need one. This plane is filled to the brim of people on their way to attend the same college I am, so Its packed full with young adults and teens. Turns out a couple days had passed, enough time for Jo to tell Lillian and then Lillian to get mad and hate me, and what I didnt account for was her turning all my other friends against me as well. No one offered for me to sit next to them, no one looked at me or even talked to me. Except for this one girl who everyone simply called Dutch because her real name was redacted and her nickname was The Gruesome Dutch Cannibal. Thats right, she was a cannibal, and everyone on this plane kinda accepted that, me included. Yes i was still sort afraid of her, but I was determined to make the best of a bad situation. She was still and outcast though, and coincidentally, the only person who would even talk to me. So Dutch led me down the roq of seats to the front where I could only assume she was sitting. As we walked I noticed people turning away from me and giving me the evil eye, and not just any people either, trusted friends and acquaintances too. It seemed like Everyone but Dutch had been turned against me, most likely by the lies that Jo had told Lillian and that Lillian had spread. I was fuming, but also sad that all my friends would turn against me so quickly, poisoned by untrue words and paranoid jealous behaviour. Anyways, Dutch and I had finally meandered down to where we were sitting and lo and behold, a four person sitting area only sat us two, beacuse of our outsider status. I sat down and then freaked out because OH NO WHERES MY LUGGAGE. The only thing I could remember packing was my clothes and my most precious stuffed animals. I look ahead of us to the little side door on the plane and see that the airplane personnel are still sorting through some leftover luggage. I can immdeiately tell that all of it is my luggage and I raise my hand so that they can know whose it is. Apperantly Lillian had told the entire plane of my "deceit and jealousy" (Im not jealous of them in the dream nor in real life but thats the lies that Jo told) and that included the aorplane workers. They threw my stuff at me, hitting me in the face and crowding in me and Dutch in our little sitting area. I was like "Ok this is a little much." and then I saw my breaking point. The heads on my most precious stuffed animals had been ripped off. They bodies of them had been hacked apart and there was just stuffing everywhere, its a wonder I didnt notice it all when I first noticed they were rooting through my stuff. Dutch looked to me quizzically as a I began to lose it. I got so inexplicably angry that stood up and marched down the isle towards where Lillian and Jo were curled up by each other. I stopped in front of them and was about to open my mouth when Jo had the audacity to smirk at me. I began to yell at them both, I cant remember what I said, but it was meant to Hurt. And hurt it did, Lillians face turned into a scowl and she began to defend Jo, as per the usual. I then turned my angry barrage of wrods to Lillian, again I dont remember what I said but they were words laced with venom and poison, meant to hurt deep and make them bleed. She got so offended with me that she stood up in a protective stance with Jo, still smirking, behind her. She told me that Jo was innocent in all of this and that I should just piss off back to my 'cannibal sex toy' which was totally untrue. Dutch seemed like a nice person despite her cannibal status, and the fact that Oillian seemed to be attacking everything but the poison behind her made me so frustrated. I pushed her out of the way and sockedJo right in her smug little face. I stepped back before she could even think to retaliate and stood up striaght again. I didnt care that this would burn and crumple what little reputation I had left, It was so satufying to do. Lillian looked at me in outrage and I felt a little remorse for hurting her feelings, but yet I couldnt just stand there and do nothing either. She looked like she was going to punch me but then seemed to think better of it and sat down, being consoled by Jo once again. Jo looked less smug now that I had punched her though, and that was good enough for me. I walked back to my seat, past the murderous stares of my classmates and past their outstreched legs hoping to trip me. I made it back to my seat to find Dutch slumped and holding her head in her hands. I sat down and offered her a friendly pat on the back. Then the journey continues. We made it to college however, it wssnt really the college that I go to irl, it was much more advanced and different. There were still the stares of the people who thought badly of me, but I ignored them as I made my way through campus. Eventually I ended up in this strange outdoor meeting area that was able to hold everyone on campus which was probably something like 1000 people. This place was sort of like the ampitheatre but without all the steps leading up, it was more of a renovated office space, but on top of a bulding, with more building tops surrounding it. I didnt want to sit with anyone as I had lost sight of Dutch and everyone else seemed to hate me, so I sat on the tops of one of the other buildings looking over this renovated open office space. Unseen, I layed down and looked at the starry sky. Some time passed and then I heard an announcement for everyone to gather in the Meeting Area for a big announcement. Already being there, I simply stayed where I was and watched as the Meeting Area began to fill with people. Eventually everyone was there and then the announcment started. And official looking woman who was the president of the school came onto the stage and stood behind the podium, and following behind her with the worlds evillest grin, stood Jo. I became immediately apprehensive and crouched down even lower than I had been before. It seemed as if no one noticed that I was up here and thank god for that because the announcement was something that made my blood chill and the breath catch in my throat. The President said, "Good morning students, today we are announcing a new policy of sorts. There will be a challenge set in place for all students, and I do mean all students all across the country. This challenge will elicit (dont know why she used this word but hey Im just the messenger) 1 to 2 winners worldwide and whoever those winner are, will have the rest of their college paid for, no debt, no student loans, just pure and simple. All of the college tuition will be paid off for the winner of this challenge. The reason for this announcement is to tell you that you students have the best chance to win this challenge. (the onlookers began to gasp and ooh and ahh) The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to kill one student. And before you start to kill each other let me explain." She says this because the students in the crowd began to get this manic look in their eye, side eyeing the people around them and sizing them up. The president continues, "The challenge is to kill one specific student, and more specifically, that student is on this campus. You all must kill the chosen, Lethe Rowans. (this is not my name but was my name in the dream)." My heart stopped. My eyes get so wide I thought they'd pop out of my head. The air around me began to chill and I started to sweat. I dropped completely down on top of the roof to the point where my face was mushed into the concrete. I could hear people in the audience start to whisper, then shout, they yell, and then I heard cackling and people calling out for my blood. Then the president whispered into the mic, "The student in question has apperantly, as told to me by this student here," she pauses, likely gesturing to Jo, "Has allegedly done some heinous crime, so dont be afraid to kill an innicent, for she certainly is not. Now students... This challenge lasts for the whole year and no longer, but I assume that you all will be done by then. Now... You may go." I hear a stampede of people running off,likely ins earch of me. But I keep still and try to think about this. I have no idea what to do. My mind is running a mile a minute but its all full of panic and jumbled thoughts of simply jumping from the building or trying to find a loophole in which i know there wint be one. All this is running through my head when suddently I hear a 'scritch scritch' from behind me. I slowly turn my head in fear and horror, only to see Dutch causally walking towards me with a knife in their hand. I scramble backwards cooser to the edge of the roof, but their stance nor their pace slows. I swallow and bow my head waiting for her to kill me. I feel a knock on my head and nearly flinch off of the roof but I look up to see her smirking down at me with the knife handle pointing towards me. I look to her and she nods to the knife, silently asking me to take it. Once my hand closes around the handle, all at once, I understand. Dutch is not actually a cannibal, but she hates people, and loves the distance they give her. Dutch is also a good person and wont stand aside as her only friend is mercilessly slaughtered. So thats fun. The dream changes and we are semi on the run, but shes also training me up, making sure im always on my guard. We find ourselves on a train, but not inside the train, the outside. We are on top of tuis koving train when suddenly, we are found by murderous college students. We begin to run, only to see a tunnel up ahead, and me and Dutch look at each other and nod. I hurriedly tie a rope around my armz and give the other end to Dutch and as the collge students come on to me, I jump off the train, taking them with me. They all begin to scream and fall off, however Dutch is still holding onto the rope that is tied around my arms, and i am left sailing in the wind. The tunnel is coming up quick, so Dutch heaves and pulls me back onto the train just as it goes in. We catch out breath but not before anither horde of collge students begin to climb out of the windows, alerted to my presence. The train exits the tunnel to the light of day when suddenly Dutch jumps off the train, trusting me to hold onto the rope and reign her back in. I do this and ask why she did that when I realoze that she had kicked some collge students back into their train carriages as i oulled her back in. With this in mind, we keep all the college students in to the trian and eventually unconscious with this method, viciously kicking them with force. The dream then changes and im back on campus, but this time, I dont have Dutch by my side. This is probably because the collective of the college students have kidnapped her because she was the one helping me stay alive. Our plan was to just, go back on campus and stay low because it was the last place people would look for me. I ran across rooftops at night and snacked on hat food I could find. Sometimes I would even venture down in dusguise and meander amongst the people, asking for supplies and food when it was most inconspicuous. I lived like this for months until unfortumately i made my fatal blunder one night. I was running across the rooftops one night when I accidentally stumbled upon a lone girl sitting on top of the roof. She saw me and immediately recognized who I was and thats when I saw the manic desparation creep into her eyes. I did what I had to do. I kicked her off of the roof and she, well I thought she, died. However, she didnt, she had somehow caught on to the lip of the roof and had pulled herself up, watching me as I ran away. She then told the entire school that I was back on campus, and she and two other girls tormented me, chasing me across campus and keeping guard around the cafeteria. They were on the soccer team and they were pretty popular so they turned the whole school against me once more. It was mid second semester, only 2 or 3 months away from the deadline and I was so tired. Running for this long, friendless, and alone, it was exhausting. I was running out of supplies, forced to dangerously go into some of the girls dormitories to steal what little of their food I could. I was so very tired. One night, I was sitting on the roof contemplating just letting Dutch kill me and then I realized that she was probably guarded 24/7 in case i tried to do anything like that. While I was contemplating, i heard the wind change and suddenly I was on high alert. I stoodnup under the guise of stretching and then suddenly dodfed to the side and looked around me. Right where I had been sitting, there stood a person, ad immediately I knew that this was Hunter, a nonbinary former assassin. Not. Good. They started talking about how they wanted to kill me in a fair fight but I was having none of that and ran away. Ecentually I lost them in the maze of city skyline rooftops and I collapsed to the ground. I was truly exhausted. I then felt a buzzing in my pocket and I pulled out my phone to see that someone from my past was calling me. I'd call them and ex but they werent even that, an almost ex I could say. (Irl its no one but in the dream apperantly we had both messed up majorly and ruined the realtionship we had, we both blamed ourselves but still held feeling for the other) Either way my heart sped up as I answered it. I let out a hoarse sounding, "Hello?" not used to speaking after months of silence, and for a couple seconds there was no repsonse until from the other end I hear a jovial sounding male voice go, "Helloooo??". I dont recognize the voice and I contemplate hanging up, when they start talking at a rapid fire speed. "Hey Im gonna go ahead and assume this is Lethe, if not please disregard this call. But hi, i'm Jared, a friend of Rome's and this is their phone im calling you on, duh. Annnnyways, Rome over hereq is a bit piss drunk and she is babbling on about you and I was listening to her rambling when I ahppened to recognize your name. It seems youve gotten yourself in a bit of trouble and Rome here is very worried about you. I on the other hand couldnt care less about all this stuff going on about you, but, she really seems to care. Im going to hand the line to her, and you guys, are finally going to talk things through. Ok bye." and the line is silent for a minute except for some shuffling. I hear a distinctly lower female voice slurring words on and on until it starts to get louder as the phone is handed to them. "OoooOh whos here? who'm i talkin to??? Helooo?" I clear my throat awkwardly and reply "He-hey Rome." I hear a deep intake of breath and then, "Letheeee!!! you're still alive! wwowwwww. cooooool. Im very fdrunk right now but once immmm undrunk im gonna come down there and ... Hehehehe what if i killed you huhhh??? what would you do huhhh???" The slight smile on my face drops and the blood freezes in my veins. Even Rome? Everyone wants to kill me. My friends, my acquaintances, and now even Rome. Quite frankly I'm sick of it and i slump down even further, cradling the phone to my ear and I begin to finally cry. "I-If thats how you feel Rome I wouldnt blame you, but... this is survival. This is real life. You dont want that on your conciousness." I take a breath and harden my voice as I hear manic giggling over the line, "Dont contact me or this number again." Before I end the call, I hear her say, "Im coming to find you Darling ..." and then the phone makes the end call noise. Through the months ive been on campus ive seen some horrible things because of this challenge. People hurting other people just to get a crack at me, people ruining themselves just to win the prize. Its like a disease, once they hear my name, all concious thought is lost and the only tuing they can think about is killing me. I sit, my back to the wall on this roof and look at the stars. I cant keep running anymore, I just want to stop. And with that thought, for the first time in a long time, i sleep peacefully. I wake in the morning to raindrops hitting me in the face. When I scramble upwards, I curse to myself for letting my guard down. Im sluggish and slow so I decide to go break into the girls dorms again to search for food. Luckily I find a room with no one in it and I take what I can and eat on a different roof. The rain seems to leech all of the warmth out of me and in return makes me even more slow. I finish the food that I stole and as my teeth begin to chatter, I feel a shiver run down my spine, something has changed. I peer my head over the roof and see a lone person, entering the campus grounds. I cant see them clearly, but what with the way their eyes search through the place, its obvious what theyre here for. This has happened before, but after a couple days of failing to even spot Lethe, the off campus college kids return to their own colleges and call it a day. But this ones demeanor seems different. Their eyes search with manic hunger, but also with practiced ease and precision. This might be the person thats here to kill her once and for all. She backpedals along the roof, mapping out her route for potential escape when she heard from below her on the campus grounds. "Where are you? Where are you darling Lethe? Im going to find you! Theres no point to running!" and then the sounds of insane laughter. I would recognize that voice anywhere, its gotta be her, its gotta be Rome. My thoughts grind to halt and I. Cant. Think. The rain hits my face and I walk robotically to the wall of this roof, holding onto it for dear life. The laughter stops abruptly, and with a start, I know that the hunt is on. I begin to walk slowly, then a little faster, and then even faster, and suddenly Im sprinting across the rooftops. I know these paths intimately yet somehow I know that my knowledge is useless in the face of this new danger. Im running so fast and so thoughtlessly that I dont even notice the puddle of water in from of me. As my foot sinks into it, a huge splash comes us and douses me and I skid until I feel my ankle 'pop' and roll. I just barely manage to stop the scream from leaving my throat but I know that the splash has already alerted Rome to my presence. I stand up shakily and begin to hobble across a couple more roofs. Its no use, I hear the pitter patter of feet not far behind me and I yet I still quicken my pace. I wince and stumble a couple times but continue limping forward. The pounding of my own heart seems to drown out the pounding of the feet coming after me until I realize that the footsteps have stopped. My body freezes, trying to pinpointnwhere they might be behind me but theres too many buildings and too many hiding spots that she could be in. I hear a cacokhony of laughter that seems to come from everywhere that spurs me onward. Its too late though. From behind me I hear a splash, and I whirl around to see and-! Nothing. Theres nothing there. Oh god where is she, I cant let her find me, shes gonna kill me, nononononono Oh Go-! My thoughts are halted by the sound of 'shhhiiieek, shiiieeeek' from behind me, in the direction where I was heading towards. From behind the corner of one of the many buildings on this campus I see her. Rome is stood on top of a building whichbis slightly taller than the one I am on. I cant breathe. She looks ready to kill. Shes wearing a long black jacket and running shoes and just below that jacket I see rows of glinting metal, held up by a utility belt of some kind. Her short brown hair is plastered to her forehead by the rain and she is wearing a crazed smile on her face. She paints a picture most morbid. She hops down from the top of the bulding that shes on and onto the roof of my building and I tamp back the sob building in my throat. She starts to saunter over to me and I begin to hobble bck and away from her only to glance behind me and see far off in the distance, the vicious group of soccer gorls making their way rowards this building. Its over. I've lost. Theres nowhere for me to go but down, and I can almost see it, me taking a couple steps to the right and slowly tipping over the edge of the buildong to fall SPLAT on the ground below. But thats not going to happen, as I was looking behind me, Rome surges forward until we are a scant 10 feet apart. I striagnten up, thinking to myself, "If I die, I die with dignity." and I wait for Rome to get ever closer. All of a sudden, she reaches into her belt and throws a knife into my good leg, causing me to collapse to my hands and knees. It's over. It's over. It's over. I repeat the mantra in my head as I see her feet out of the corner of my eye. I blink the rain from my lashes and look up at her, strinking an ikposing figure in the darkness. Shes still smiling. She crouches down and reaches towards me, knife still in her hands. I rear back, like my bodys survuval instincts are the only thing working to keep me alive and I end up in a sitting position. Rome, undeterred, creeps towards me and knife still in hand, props my chin up with it, forcing me to look her in the eyes. Her face is still stuck in that terrifying manic grin and Im struck by how, Un Rome it seems to be. Her face never really looked like that before and now that im rwally looking at her, it seems undeniably Wrong. Then I let my gaze drift to her eyes, and im surprised to find tears there, hidden before by the onslaught of rain. She looks... Diseased. And before I can even begint to process this, she pulls me upwards into a hug. I gasp as I fell the still burning pain in my ankle but I let myself be hugged tightly by the shaking Rome. Tentatively I hug her back. They shake even harder. I hug them tighter and time seems to gos a bit wonky for a minute until she whispers, "I'm so sorry." I dont know what to think, sorry for what? For chasing me? For our past? For hugging me? Fo- And then She stabs me. Over and over and over again in the back, lances of white hot pain in my lower back and finally, finally I allow myself to scream. For a second, I think no noise comes out, but then I hear my anguished screams, like its being played through water, and realize that I cant seem to hear anything. I try to fight Rome off of me, but she keeps me in a vice like grip and stabs me even more. I feebly try to move, to do something, and then, I feel her stop and drop the knife. With the last of my strength I keep my arms firmly around her and start to gasp out, "Its ok, its not your fault, I know about the manic disease im sorry, im sorry, im sorry, im sorry im so-" and finally my strength gives out and suddenly im bleeding out while being held in her lap. Shes sobbing. At least I think she is, I cant hear her, I can only feel her movements and the pain, the burning poisoning pain in my back. Its taking over all of my senses, nothing seems to be working anymore. Every movement is agony but I can do nothing but lay there and wait to Die. She holds my face in her hands and moves her lips but I cant make out a word shes saying, my eyes begin to slip shut when suddenly she flips me onto my back, trying to apply pressure to the wounds. The dream ends as I lay there dying, each sense slowly fizzling away until I am no longer aware of anything. This causes me to jerk awake in the real world and then try to use all my senses at once because yowza that was awful. To make the dream end happier, Rome manages to stop the bleeding and get me to a hospital, and then the ending is ambiguous but oof that was. Heavy.