It was so detailed, it could have been a movie.
I wish I had it all on videotape.
It centered around a house, there were bad people coming from the woods and cornfields, and dark lawns surrounding. They wanted to kill us, us being me and a family, I remember one of the kids looked like Dewey from Malcolm in the middle.
In the end, the cops finally showed up, but they weren't very effective. They drew their weapons, but I had to tell them, as I had told others, that you needed to think like the people attacking.. They were hunting, so you had to hunt them.
The usual defensive action wasn't working.
Strange and very cool thing was that during the dream a person went missing, and at the end of the dream, there is a 2nd scene where you get to see where they were, and what their story was. They were actually in the house, with another sub-storyline.
What was so cool about the dream was that the characters that were gone for different parts of the main dream were shown later, and their part of the story was revealed.
What made all of that stand out was that it was a non-linear dream.
and the weaving of the storylines was perfect. That's why it was screenplay-worthy.
It was really a mastery of writing if it were written in a book.
At the very beginning of the dream I actually looked back from the story and I and another person were actually reading pages from a book, we were commenting on the author, and how expertly it was written.
At the end of the dream, the house itself blows up, one of the enemy was in the house and made a suicide explosion. I think Dewey was in the house too.
I was a character in the dream, but I didn't make any actions that really changed the outcome. I was being hunted, I was part of the family, but I wasn't scared, I just felt duty.
I hope it recurs, I'd love to make a screenplay out of it.
13 January 2006
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