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Sonic Adventures
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I leapt from bed at 7:15 am, mortified that I had hit the snooze when I was supposed to wake Lukas up. When I reached for my tattered plaid robe, I only found tattered plaid underwear on the hook. I paused, thinking of what inappropriate attire that would be to wake Lukas up with. Next, I was running down the stairs, pulling my robe on. I was going so fast that I slammed into the wall at the bottom of the stairs. I looked to my left and noticed two young, blonde strangers standing next to the dining table watching me. I rushed into the guest room, where I saw Lukas curled up under the comforter with his back to me.

Bellowing "WAKEY-WAKEY," I tore the comforter off. At once I saw that I had mistaken some naked woman for Lukas. I threw the comforter back on and turned around to rush out of the room. As I turned, I saw there was another bed in the room, with two sleeping hippies in it. Then I saw Dave. He had blue eyes, but I hugged him anyway. I hugged him again, then pushed him away and said, "You're not Dave." I turned again and noticed that Lukas was now asleep next to the naked woman, except that there was a very large black panther lying on top of him.

As I was looking at this beautiful panther with a bit of fear, a middle aged man in a suit standing next to me in the bathroom doorway told me it didn't bite. The huge panther loomed up and rested its paws on my shoulder. I caressed its huge, gorgeous head with a feeling of awe.

Sitting in Sean's room upstairs, I was talking to some friend when a dirty strawberry blonde hippie chick walked in and started digging through Sean's jewelry. She grabbed a bead and coin necklace on a leather thong when Sean marched in. He snatched the necklace, pushed her down, and said angrily, "will you watch her?!" I said, "what is this, a wifey thing?"

I was wandering outside amongst various tables set up selling goods. It was like a bazaar or fair. I stopped to inspect a pair of long, green suede boots which laced up and were lined with fringe at the top. A stout Oriental man smiled at me and said something in a sing-song language which I had never heard before.

I continued walking and was going through a city at night. As I progressed down the road, I noticed more and more pool tables through the windows of the establishments. Soon I was surrounded by pool halls and noticed that some of the sky scrapers were covered in green felt. Finally, I stopped and asked the proprietor of one such place what was further down the street. He told me, "more pool halls". I told him I wanted to get away from pool halls; where should I walk? He pointed down a side street and suggested I go to India Night. I said, "are they serving Indian food? Maybe I will go, I love Indian food." He told me I might want to change into nicer clothes. I said, "oh, is it invitation only?" He said, "yes, but if you're dressed up, they'll think you were invited." He became a Chinese lady wearing a white skirt and black silk shirt that looked like a vest with the front of a tuxedo shirt. She was spinning around while I was walking towards the place, which was a cross between a fancy hotel and a school.

There was a stone wall which was interrupted periodically by iron gates. The main entrance was through an elaborate iron gate. Further on, I entered the building through glass doors which had ivy growing on them. There were two sets, like malls have to help insulate. Inside was a hallway stretching to the left and right, with doors and elevators. Right through it was a very large lobby with light marble floors and high ceilings.

I entered with a (the?) Chinese woman, who promptly insisted we dance, grabbed me, and began twirling me. My feet were off the ground in an inelegant fashion and I repeatedly requested she stop or I would throw up. She stopped, and I coughed up a huge piece of bubble gum. I was on my hands and knees in front of a desk, pulling wad after wad of pink bubble gum out of my throat.

A woman sitting at the desk looked down her nose at me and said, "We may not have enough baby water". "What for?" I asked her. "To wash the baby," she said. I said, "I'm the one who threw up, not the baby!" She went on about washing some baby. I saw it was a ploy to discover that I was not invited. A black man in a suit appeared at her shoulder and said to me, "why don't you go get the baby and bring it here to be washed?" I angrily retorted, "I don't have to do anything you say!"

The Chinese lady and I walked towards the large double doors at the end of the lobby which led to the dinner. We were holding bowls of banana soup and eating as we walked. We went through the doors and towards a few long tables with white cloths. The men seated immediately jumped up, threw all of their dishes on a level behind the tables, and left. We figured they must not be invited, either, and were afraid we would claim our table and denounce them.

The room was large and tiered, almost like an auditorium classroom. However, the levels were large enough to accommodate lines of long tables. We were at the top of the room, looking down on all the tiers with tables with people with Indian food. I noticed a group of men who looked like Singaporean gangsters at a table near me.

Suddenly, everything erupted into chaos. People were screaming amidst gunfire, shattering glass, crashing china, and flying objects similar to ping pong balls. I hit the floor and realized that being on the top level, I was a prime target even lying. I began to maneuver myself to slide from level to level, trying to look like a dead body that was falling. My goal was to get to the bottom and hopefully find some cover.

The place was littered with dead bodies, hysterical people, broken shards, and ping pong balls. Near the center, an Oriental woman was yelling and waving her fists in the air. I knew she was one of the people who had initiated the blood bath. On my right was my earlier companion, the young Chinese woman. She was shaking my arm and urging me to make a break for the doors, which were behind me. She was on her hands and knees and quite insistent. I kept telling her to shutup and lay low or she'd get killed. At the same time, I had a little piece of glass in my left ear which I was trying to pick out, and I was also keeping an eye on the yelling woman. At this point she suddenly demanded that everyone shake.

Everyone immediately began shaking. I was shaking, too, while trying to convince my companion to shutup and shake. I just didn't want to get killed. The bad woman looked straight at me and through the masses and said, "I know you made a boo-boo today." I wasn't sure, but I thought she might be referring to the incident with the baby water, etc. I tried to look sorry; I didn't know what this crazy bat wanted. She said something else, to the effect of everyone makes mistakes. Then she pointed at me and screamed, "YOU MUST DIE!"

I leapt up and made a run for the doors, watching her over my shoulder. She was holding out a remote control and pressing it violently. This pleased me, and I was almost to the doors. Then she threw it down and picked up a gun. She got off two shots before I was out the door. I raced through the lobby and swung a left down the hallway instead of going through the two sets of doors. I realized that the hallway had no exit and swung around.

As I raced back towards the lobby and the doors to the outside, I was sure that my pursuers would be out of the dining room by now and that I was dead. However, I made it through the doors at top speed and raced down the path, pulling on my trench coat. I swung left outside the gates and ran, stopping and walking when the iron gates interrupted the stone so that anyone looking from inside would see me as a harmless pedestrian. I passed the wall and swung into an alley, with no one behind me.



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