Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 10/31/2016
By estra
The dream started with me deciding to go on a field trip to another planet. While we (there were at least 15 other people that I knew from school) were on the world's tiniest spaceship everyone was wondering what kind of planet we were going to visit. Some people though there might be aliens. When we arrived on the planet we got off the ship and stepped into some sort of gentle sloping rectangle enclosure. It was about 35 feet wide, and almost as long as a football field. Surrounding the edges was some sort of forcefield. We could see some faint land features behind it, resembling sandy dunes, but no details. It shimmered slightly. The inside was beautiful. The floor was made of soft white sand. Growing out of the sand in different places were colorful shrubs, bushes, trees. Some of the bushes resembled coral. Everyone spread out immediately into this beautiful place. We spent hours running and playing between bright and colorful plants. Then I decided to take a picture on my IPod. Around me, other people were doing the same. But when I opened my camera, I didn't see a lush clearing full of bright plants, I saw a clearing filled with dark, swirling water. I gasped, a fell back. Other people were doing similar. I stood up, shocked, and pointed to camera around me, watching the clearing turn to the floor of an ocean. Then someone screamed on the opposite side of the clearing. I looked up. There were at least 6 people running away from tall trees that were swaying madly. Through the camera, I saw five HUGE tuna fishes appear from between swaying seaweed plants. I screamed and turned away to run, but tripped and fell on my stomach. At the time the fish would be swimming above me, I felt the air move. I could feel it swimming up above me, invisible. When the tuna were gone, we all grouped together, shaken. A couple adult chaperones showed up and took us to a little section where there was a tv and couches set out on the sand. They said we were going to play the walking dead to calm down. We all took turns. I was first, and when I died, the next person would play. I was handed an Xbox controller and started the game. My character was on a colorful bridge surrounded by pastel painted houses. The graphics were terrible, but I was doing pretty good, easily shooting all of the zombies. Then I was IN the game, on the same bridge with two other girls. We shot until our bullets ran out. Then I was in the courtyard of my school, hiding behind a picnic table. I had the sense that this wasn't the Walking Dead anymore, but the Hunger Games. I ran out and ducked into a building behind a big group of girls. Two of my friends were inside, so I allied with them. We were the only ones in the hallway. Skip ahead, I somehow separated from the girls, and on my way back out of the building I had to fight my way past a group of boys. I stabbed someone in the back with a pair of scissors I'd snatched, and ran. Then I was cornered in my closet at home by the same guy I'd stabbed with scissors. I didn't have them anymore, but he had a rifle. He shot me in the same place I'd stabbed him, and left me to bleed out. Someone else came in the house later on. I tried to hide myself, but was in too much pain to do so properly, and was sticking out. The person turned out to be my dad. He dragged me out, handed me a gun and said we were allies. I tried to stand up, but my wound prevented it. I sat down on the carpet outside my room. Dad started talking about camping out there, When I finally woke up.