Dream Sequence
I was in the city again.
I should say that I've been in this city before. Occasionally I have dreams that seem to take place in the same city. It's a place that's rank with decay. Buildings, large, and lifeless, with cracking faces dominate all views. Huge cement overpasses, criss-cross each other complete with rusty girders, like a dense network of El trains, holding them up and obscuring the sky.
In fact, I think that's the part when I realize I'm back in the same place again. No sky. I mostly seem to be on the street level during these dreams, but occasionally I've been in the buildings or higher, looking downward.
I should probably give it a name so I can reference it without constantly going over it again and again. But what?
I was on the street and walking into one of the buildings. It was filled with business people coming and going. It was more like a train station than an office, but it was an office.
Somehow I got to the top floor. There, I was inside a computer room. A gigantic white room with a large, black, central mainframe in the center. This room had nothing but glass walls on the outside, a complete 360-degree view of the city. But it was night and the glass was tinted, so -keeping with the whole "no sky"- I couldn't see anything.
Suddenly the ceiling was moving. Giant doors swung open and the wind rushed in from above. There was a helicopter there and several lines dropped down into the room with me. Which was followed by a group of men and women dressed in black sliding down.
They had weapons that were at first pistols then became phasers. They fired at me and I ran for the door. One of the walls was no longer made of glass, but a regular wall with a doorway.
Running through several shots from the phasers zipped by me. But they didn't chase me, so I wandered back to the doorway.
Inside, I could see them placing explosives around the mainframe. I ran for the elevator and was on the street again in no time. Crossing the street, I ran into a bar that was filled with policemen.
There, I tried to tell them what was going on. That some terrorists were trying to blow up the mainframe. But I couldn't seem to speak English anymore. It all came out as garbled and slow. The entire room just looked at me blankly. Then they started to laugh and went back to whatever they were doing beforehand, completely ignoring me. Like I had walked in and make a joke that they didn't get.
I ran back to the building and was on the top floor again. There, they were putting the last explosive down and reeling themselves back up. I tried to grab a rope, but it was pulled out of my hand.
I knew I only had seconds before I would be vaporized with the mainframe. I bolted through the door and down to the next level. There, was a room identical to the above without the mainframe. But it had a giant gas bag for just such an emergency.
I hit the inflate button and the bag, which was the size of the room, began to inflate. It then passed through the ceiling, like a ghost, and, as it passed through the mainframe, it picked up the explosives and slowly floated up.
In the dream I was suddenly above the building, in the helicopter. From that view I couldn't make out any gas bag, when suddenly it appeared that the whole top of the building exploded.
Then I was back in the building. I could see up the stairwell, into the room through the open ceiling doors and the bag was several feet above the building when it exploded.
And that's when the alarm went off.
posted by Evil Wayne @ 9:50 AM
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