This dream was very vivid and in color. It occurred at Ball State, and I was still living with Linsi. Her bed was lofted on one side of the room, and Awbrey was living with us for some reason. Amber was my RA again, which is weird. A military organization took over Ball State University, and I kept referring to it throughout the dream as the SS. They were cataloging information about everyone, taking blood samples and urine samples. Awbrey and I were discussing what we were going to do over dinner and we decided that the best course of action would be to run away and escape what was happening there. We knew we had to move quickly and get out of Indiana so we started planning that evening.

When all was settled, we went back up to the room and Linsi was asleep, which was ideal. We began packing only what we absolutely needed. However, when we were getting ready to leave, one of the RAs came in to check up on us. She was soon followed by Amber with a cup. She was collecting and labeling urine samples for the military officials and said I had to pee in the cup. I started freaking out and crying and told her that once they cataloged me they would likely kill me because I am a lesbian. She understood that and decided that she was going to cover for me. However, during all of this, Linsi said she was going to tell on us. After talking to her and explaining why we were leaving, she decided to help us as well and gave the military officials fake names when they asked about her missing roommates.

I left the building first and walked outside. Out there, I ran into a cop that I've known for years. We started talking and then I could see Awbrey heading out of the building. Pretty soon after she walked out, alarms went off and a message went out saying that 'Brandi' had escaped. For some reason, the cop recognized Awbrey as Brandi and tried to take action. Once again, I explained what would happen if we remained there and he decided to help us out. Awbrey stole this SUV with a small camper attached to it. We went to pick up a few family members and then got the hell out of there.

While trying to decide where to go, I suggested Montana because my mother was there and there is plenty of space to hide out. The description that was given of the escaped students was not of us, but merely of what we were driving, so we would eventually have to switch cars, but that was all okay. We started traveling West and ended up in either a state or national park. While we were driving, something happened and the camper unhitched itself and we ended up dropping the family members off somewhere else. With only the two of us left, we decided to get a different mode of transportation. We traded the SUV in for a red motorcycle.

We continued traveling west, but I am unsure as to whether or not we actually got out there because I woke up before the end of the dream.

mood: nervous

This dream was in color and started out with my mother and father talking to me about this new plan that they had. We started out in the dining room of the house that we lived in when we lived in Boswell, except the house was located in London. There was a high security bank that had a fair amount of money in it not far from where we lived, and my parents wanted me to break into it because I was apparently excellent at getting into really secure areas. I had no other choice but to agree, and it was really weird because it sort of seemed like I just wanted to get them their money so they could get out of my life forever. At any rate, everything was planned out and they figured out what we were going to do and when. I was entirely on my own for this one.

It was ridiculously dark night when we got to the bank and I started doing my thing to get into the security system. It was interesting because it didn’t seem to take that long. I remember the streets more than I remember the bank or anything else. It was very dark and dank like a London night in one of those old movies and we had limited time to get into the bank. I did it, and it was one of those huge vaults with like five different security measures that I had to get through. I got the money and got out and we went back to the old Victorian house that we’d lived in when we were in Boswell.

This is where things took a turn for the worst. I had this huge envelope full of money and gave it to my parents thinking that would be the end of it and I’d be perfectly fine. The idea was that I would get the money for them and they would leave and we’d never hear from each other again. For some reason, my dad saw it necessary to threaten me before they left. He started waving a gun at me and yelling about how I was a liability and he should just kill me right then and there. I pulled my arms over my face and started crying and my mother just stood there and let him do it. At one point, he put the gun to my head and threatened to pull the trigger. It was like I could feel the metal against my scalp. It was terrible, and I tried to wake myself up (which usually works) but it didn’t work this time. 

Finally, they leave and I have to pretend like life was going on like normal. Here’s the real kicker… all of this went down the night before my birthday. The next day, I had to get everything ready and let the band in and answer questions for the reporters. I don’t know why they cared about anything I had to say. I don’t know what my family did, but they were there asking me questions about London, but I knew that all my words would be twisted because the main reporter was Rita Skeeter and she was the one taking down all the notes. I kept trying to answer her questions in a way she couldn’t really twist, but I was so distracted that it didn’t work and I ended up bailing on the interview.

After that, I went back into the living room and grabbed my computer that I had apparently been on earlier to find and instant message from my mother thanking me for all my hard work. My little brother (which I hadn’t had at the beginning of the dream, but had materialized for this, apparently) had read what was on the screen and knew that I was the one that broke into the bank. He threatened to say something to someone, but I told him about dad threatening me and he decided better of it. Besides, I was the one that had broken into the bank so I was the one that would be facing jail time. I finally got him to agree that he wouldn’t tell anyone at all about it.

After that, we were all standing in the street and it was dark. We were talking about the news of the bank robbery because it was one of the highest security facilities in London. We were absolutely amazed that someone had been able to break in, but there was this one girl that seemed to just know it was me. She pulled me aside and asked me directly about it. I was already feeling horribly guilty and knew that they were going to figure out it was me, so I told her and she tried to convince me to go to the cops. Maybe if I told them how I had gotten in and that I could help them get the money back they’d go easy on me.

That was when the dream cut to me talking to my mother and telling her that I was going to go to the cops. She started trying to guilt me with my father and I told her that he was dead to me anyway. She said that if he was thrown in jail he would either find a way to get out and kill me or kill himself. She wanted to know how I could be so heartless to destroy my dad’s life. I responded with “He’s never held a gun in your face.” Then we got into a pretty bad verbal fight, which isn’t really anything out of the ordinary. It ended with her choosing him over me and me deciding that going to the police was the absolute best option. That was when I was finally able to pull myself out of the dream and wake up.

The worst part about it was that I laid here trying to convince myself it was actually a dream for a while before I realized that it had been a dream. Everything in it felt so real and I was so trapped in it that I was convinced it was my reality, even when I finally did wake up. This ranks up there with some of the worst dreams I have ever had.

This dream was in color and very terrifying. It started out with Meggie/Myself (My consciousness was inside Meggie's body for this one. From now on I will just refer to the combination as I), DiNozzo, Tegwen, and some random woman watching these terrible porn videos online. There was one that we watched that was a live feed from a parking lot. The man had two girls and had one of them in a vacuum suit. Something went wrong somewhere along the lines and he ended up violently gutting this girl. The random woman that was with us started royally freaking out and screaming "This wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn't supposed to go like this." Tegwen, DiNozzo and I decided to go check it out. We got into a silver range rover and went to the scene, somehow miraculously knowing exactly which parking lot it was and miraculously getting there right as the man was packing up. The girl that he'd left alive was in the middle passenger seat of his van with a gag in her mouth and she was completely freaking out while he loaded up the other girl's body, still in the vacuum suit on the frame. The three of us did nothing for some reason and not only did he get away, but he saw us.

The only logical choice was to head back to the NCIS building. It was a very nondescript building, just a massive cube with a river in front of it and a small footbridge that had to be crossed to enter the building. The three of us were standing at that river, leaning over the railing and looking into the water as we did so. It was then that we realized there were certain items in the river that had been in the van that the man had been loading up. It was shortly after we saw the broken orange fan that we new had been in the fan that the driver came up to us and pressed a gun into DiNozzo's ribs. Still, no one did anything, and the man told us that he was going to find and kill us. With that, he moved away from DiNozzo and the three of us started running back towards the NCIS building while he fired 3 shots into the air, keeping three shells, one for each of us before he just disappeared.

When we went inside, DiNozzo and Tegwen ended up going off somewhere else, but I was walking down a long set of stairs. I ran into Gibbs on those stairs and flung my arms around him Abby style. Crying, I explained everything that had happened up to that point. DiNozzo and Tegwen had gone to the director and she had called a meeting. I decided it was in my best interest to stay as close to Gibbs as possible. Fortunately, I still had the nifty power that Meggie has in Inkheart. However, now was apparently not the time to use it. Instead, we all went to the little meeting with me sticking as close to Gibbs as possible at this point. Why an 18 year old with no training (military or otherwise) whatsoever was working for NCIS is beyond me. Anyway, I was sitting right behind Gibbs and Tegwen and Tony were towards the back. I have no idea how this crazy man ended up getting inside NCIS, but it was the dude from the van and he was right there in the meeting room with his gun. He collected Tegwen first and then DiNozzo and no one really reacted to it except Gibbs, but he was waiting to get the perfect upper hand. I essentially begged Gibbs to shoot him and Gibbs was like "Obviously." It was as the man was moving towards me that I forced myself to wake up.

mood: scared

This dream was in color as so many of mine were. I love Whitewater Rafting and I went to a place in Montana to sign up for a whitewater trip. The process was basically the same while I signed up and asked the same questions I always do. After I gave over my emergency contact info and stuff, they had me talk to someone else to request the guide that I wanted and set up my date to come whitewater rafting. So I went over to this little cubicle and talked to this balding guy about potentially getting Ben again because he was badass. He said that Ben would be available, but I had to talk to someone else in order to schedule with him, so I took a seat on the bench and waited for this other person to come in. He finally did, with food, and I stood to talk to him. He went into his office and then yelled at me for trying to follow him so I just sat back down. He finally came out when he damn well felt like it and I talked to him about getting Ben for my trip. He put my name down and gave me a date and then explained that they had spent the winter remodeling the area and wanted to know if I wanted a tour. I said yes and Kelsey and Xian were the ones the ended up getting me. They took me in their car to one of the outbuildings and Kelsey started explaining that this was a playroom of sorts and for good behavior, we woul get to come to this playroom and play around with the toys. There was a refrigerator in there full of snacks with a list on the front detailing what each of us were allowed to have. So I was playing around with stuff and somehow Shelly was miraculously there as well. She was willing to play with the playdough and have snacks with me. We hung out and talked in hushed tones about where we were and I slowly began to realize that there was no whtiewater rafting in my future. We had ended up in some sort of inpatient program and Xian and Kelsey were running it. Christian had left us with Kelsey at the place and came back with a cat. There was an altercation with the wondering as to whether or not he could keep the cat there and that was when I ended up waking up.

mood: confused

This dream was in color, but the bulk of it actually happened at night or during stormy days. It was ridiculously dark throughout most of the dream. It started out with me playing a game like WoW online with my friends, but it wasn't WoW. Tara and a bunch of others that I didn't really know were on one team and I was on another. I was captured in the game and there was a little virtual meeting room in which we were talking after my capture and Tara informed me that she would kill me. At this point, I figured she meant my character because we were in the setting of the virtual world. Whatever. I signed off because I was exhausted and went to bed. Nothing strange there. I woke up the next day and everything was fine until I went outside during sunset. That was when Tara found me and this part gets a little foggy. We struggled outside for a while and she tried to kill me, but there were people around. The way that we were fighting made them think we were just in a street fight so they ignored it. Tara druge me inside the house where I had been staying and tried to kill me again. I don't know how I got away this time, but I did. That didn't mean that she wasn't still after me though, and she got her chance once more.

This was the first small snippet that happened during the day. Tara found me again and caught me. She must have used something to knock me out because everything went black for a while. When I woke up, I was bound and covered in bruises. After this mess all happened, Tara and Buddha (who came into this dream out of nowhere) took me to the Wabash River. In which Tara told me her conscience would rest better if I was the one to jump into the river rather than her having to push me or something. I agreed and Tara sent Buddha down to make sure I actually did it. Buddha helped me escape. He unbound my hands and we walked together until we were well away from the van that Tara had driven. We then found a way up the steep bank and he suggested that I not go back to the place that I had been staying, but I had nowhere else to go and the doors locked so I should be fine. We went back to my house and my mother was still at work. Buddha had to leave so that placed me there alone. I don't know why I didn't call the cops at this point, but I didn't. I was at my little house all by myself trying to pack things to gtfo.

This is when Jason and Vella stopped by. I was talking to them about what was going on when Tara decided to stop by. Jason had two little kids (cousins or something) with him when they came by and Tara stopped on the porch to talk to them. I don't know what ever possessed me, but I thought there might be a way to get past her without her noticing. It would have worked except for the fact that Jason tipped her off that I was leaving. Jason and Vella both turned on me and helped Tara get me this time, and now there was no way I could escape three attackers and none of my allies were anywhere to be seen. Instead of fighting back, I just kept screaming. That was when Jason said "That's it, keep screaming. That's how I was found." That got me to thinking that he didn't really give me away, but had played it off like he had in order to come along. It was obvious that I couldn't get out, but neither could Jason. He was basically stuck there because Tara's people weren't letting anyone out.

So they had me and now I was stuck in this place that I don't even know where I was. My voice was long since hoarse from screaming so much to try and get anyone to notice. Somehow, I disassociated and was able to go warn my mother and give her a rough idea where I was. She was able to go to the cops and tell them what was up. Apparently this wasn't the first time something like this had happened because they were ready to go and knew all the places they needed to search. My spirit half stayed with the cops to sort of guide them and watch what they were doing. I don't know how much time actually went past, but I do know it was long enough for me to be very malnurished and extremely underweight (Loooooong time, I know). Anyway, the cops finally found me when I was on display (I don't know). They walked past the table where Tara and two of her minions were sitting and likely wouldn't have noticed me if it wasn't for the quick moves that those at the table made. One of them grabbed me and wrapped me in a blanket. At this point, I was so tiny that when I curled in on myself it made for a very small bundle indeed. The cops came back and looked at it and thought it was just a very large baby under a blanket, but the female cop got the idea to pull the blanket back and see what was up. Voila, they found me.

This dream ended with Tara and her two minions being taken away and threatening to find me again. At least this dream had a conclusion before I woke up?

This dream was in color as a majority of mine are, and in my defense, American Dragon: Jake Long was on when I started falling asleep. The dream started out in this house that was very dark and very 70s. There were dark hardwood floors and dark paneling on all the walls. The couch in the middle of the room was one of those horrible orange and brown ones with the gross diamond pattern and that was where Kayla stayed through almost the entire dream. There were other modern furnishings though, like a flatscreen HDtv and a newly remodeled kitchen. The floorplan was an open one that didn't even have different floorings to differentiate between the rooms. The living room was directly attached to the kitchen where there was an island with barstools instead of a formal dining room. Theresa and I were in the kitchen listening to the radio and talking quietly. We knew that we were soon going to be under attack by an organization and, for some reason, they were looking for Kayla or something that Kayla had. Whatever it was, it was apparently very important that Theresa and I protect Kayla, but not really let her know what was going on.

Sure enough, while we were talking, the first wave arrived at the house. It was before we had the chance to activate the alarm system or anything so we had to act very quickly. Theresa pointed out that singing was the best defense against these baddies, so she pointed out that if I wouldn't sing she was going to think of something very nasty to punish me with. So, I started singing and Ilsa (one of the baddies) pointed out that I sang badly (which I already knew). It doesn't matter if you sing badly or not. It still drives them away, and she couldn't take it anymore so she left, but there were two more waiting outside. Kayla was still perched on the couch staring at the tv, but the television wasn't on so I'm not sure what she was doing, but Theresa and I headed outside to chase away the rest of the baddies. As I ran around the south side of the building, I yelled 'unicorn up' and shifted into a unicorn. I met up with Theresa (in her unicorn form as well) on the other side of the building and we went after Julie. I know that we didn't leave Kayla completed unprotected inside as there were others in our organization, but Theresa and I were outside trying to go after the other baddies. They didn't have other forms that they could shift into. It seemed that they were repelled by our horns (as well as singing) so we started going after Julie with our horns and it wasn't long before she finally gave up, but there was a third one that we had to find.

This third one was blonde with long, greasy hair that went past her shoulders and she was sickly thin. She was a new recruit to the baddy organization and was on this mission to prove herself to them. Theresa and I knew that she wasn't all bad and somehow managed to prove that. In the end, we stopped the baddies and managed to remind this new recruit that she wasn't a bad person before the organization and that a part of her was still there, she just needed to find it again. I don't know what happened after that because I woke up.

This dream was in color and is also one that I have had before.

This dream started with everyone in the university watching a newscast where they were saying that they expected a nuclear strike somewhere in the midwest to come quite soon. No one really knew why, and everyone was talking about it, but they were all a bit skeptical because it seemed a bit far fetched that anyone would truly want to attack the midwest. Everyone continued going on about their daily lives without really giving it much thought, but there were a few of us that were actually pretty frightened and started working on a plan. Should we go somewhere else? Should we find a different, safer place to be on campus? We weren't really sure what the options were, so we continued looking for whatever we could that we didn't already know about the campus.

The building that we were in was huge and had a rounded appearance from the outside. Inside, the entire first floor was taken up by dining services, and in the center of the dining area there was a massive spiral staircase made of dark wood that went all the way to the top floor. There was a balchony wrapped around part of the spiral staircase, and there was a smokey glass fence around the balchony to make it safer. We walked through this area and went down one of the sets of stairs that led to student rooms. This led us to a regular basement, which wasn't going to do any good at all. When we came back up, we walked down into the dining service area to find one of the other staircases. We found it, but when we took it down, we found that the stairs did lead to a tunnel which led to a bomb shelter, but the door was locked. We continued our search, leading us back to the balchony over the dining area. There was another staircase leading down from that balchony, but we figured it just led to the basic basement so there was no reason to check it. Instead, we sat in the seats on the balchony and watched some sort of contest that was happening in the dining area.

The air raid sirens didn't go off, but there must have been something on the news again because students started filtering out of their rooms and to the dining area asking what was going on and what they should do. It was then that we had to formulate a plan for something. I led as many people as would follow me to the regular basement. That included one of the hall directors of the residence hall. I asked him if there was any way to get to the actual bomb shelter from where we were and he said "the rafters" so I climbed the ladder into the rafters just to find that they wouldn't hold any substantial weight. I asked him if there was a way to get there from anywhere else. One of the female hall director's had heard me and said there was access from the other staircase from the balchony. It was a huge risk, but I estimated that from the first strike that was taken against us (I have no idea why I knew that because the first strike was a completely different dream) we had at least a minute from the time the air raid siren sounded until the bomb actually hit, so I decided we should risk it.

Everyone that had followed us to the regular basement was then led quickly up the stairs and across the balchony to the next set of stairs. Some of the members of our small group branched off to warn as many people as they could about where we were going and what was happening so they would be able to get to safety as well. We took the stairs down for what seemed like forever before we finally reached the tunnel. It was a second entrance to the tunnel beyond the locked door that we had found earlier. This door was unlocked so we proceeded down the tunnel for ages. When we got into a room that was big enough for the entire campus, we knew we were there. There was an interesting door that one person stationed at so they could shut it when we heard the air raid siren, but until that point, people were still filtering in.

The shelter was actually pretty amazing. I'm not sure how far underground we were, but there was a massive kitchen full of food, a bathroom complete with showers, bedrooms, and all sorts of other stuff. It felt like we were in a massive house as opposed to a shelter. Anyway, everything happened just as it was supposed to, but I woke up before the bomb actually hit.

 This dream was in color, as my dreams usually are. It was a strange cross between VtM and the CBS show Moonlight. I was very clearly a Gangrel vampire, but I had the ability to stay awake during the day. Unfortunately, this didn't give me immunity to direct sunlight. However, if I stayed in the shade or even used a very high SPF sunblock then I could be outside. If I used the sunblock, that allowed me to be in direct sunlight for a short period of time. If I didn't use it then I immediately started burning as soon as I set foot into the sunlight. This even occurred if I was inside and the sunlight came through the window. Anytime I was in a house I would have to make sure the blinds or curtains were closed to filter out the sunlight before I stepped foot into the room. Though, most of the VtM rules still applied as far as things like frenzying went. I can't remember a whole lot of the dream, just that there were two separate occasions in which I needed to feed. One of them I was really close to a frenzy and Theresa was finally just like "FINE" and let me eat her. The second occasion was a little less dire and I was able to find a more willing victim. It was a girl from the Academy that like none of you would know. I also remember making it an effort to show people my fangs. No one was really that surprised, but I am not entirely sure how I ended up Embraced in the dream. It was very strange and I really wish I remembered more of it, but this is all I have for now.

 This one consisted of downpours... That's it... dark, raining hardcore... There were outlines of buildings that could barely be made out through the rain. I couldn't tell if it was day or night.... I think it was day because it was light enough to make out some things, but the storm clouds make it really dark... However, I couldn't hear the sound of the rain falling... or hitting anything... I think I was out in it, but I couldn't feel it touching me.

 Anyone that knows me knows that I have the most bizarre dreams all the time. I usually disregard them... write them in my dream diary and then move on and forget about them. Every once in a while I will go back and read them and have a laugh at the craziness that is my dream. However, there is something about this one that was really unsettling just because it doesn't fit in the usual way my dreams go...

There was a red fox kit walking through a clearing in the center of this massive forest. The weird part was that it was the middle of winter. Everything was really, really quiet. There was no sound at all... no birds, no wind, I couldn't hear the fox's footsteps on the snow... there was nothing. Also, there was no color except for the fox. The snow completely covered the evergreen trees and the ground, and the clouds in the sky were pure snow white as well. There were no shadows reaching into the clearing, but the forest around him was obscured and there weren't really shadows, because everything was white, but it was a different kind of white. I could differentiate shapes, but there were only subtle shade differences. The fox was really nervous. He would take a few steps and then stop and perk his ears and look around before crouching down on the ground. This continued happening, and the dream seemed like it went on forever and the fox never made it across the clearing before I woke up.

 This dream was in color. I have no idea how I got to the place, but somehow I was in this big judging room with like 5 other girls. We were in this huge complex that was somewhere in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing else around it. We were all kneeling in front of this throne type thing and there was this man there that was judging us like they judge dogs at dog shows. He was looking at our form and our teeth and stuff like that. He chose three of us and the other 2 were sent somewhere else. We were allowed to follow him into the greater part of the house. I recognized the man as Fred Phelps though that wasn’t who it was. This guy was younger (which isn’t saying much… he was still old as dirt.) I then found out that he kept a certain number of girls of the ages 16+ to do housework, cooking, cleaning, and other things for him. I can’t remember what he told me to do, but I basically told him to bite me. He sent me to the dungeons to be whipped for my insolence. That was when this weird flashback came in. The flashback consisted of me talking to some wise old man (like in hero myths) and he had given me this armor and told me that whenever the sun or moon shined upon my chest the armor would be impenetrable. The “dungeon” wasn’t actually underground at all. It was in a tower with a full moon shining in. I turned to that window and when the light of the full moon hit me, the armor sank into my skin. That was when the guy came down with a bullwhip. Imagine that. So he had me kneel and each strike still hurt, but it didn’t break the skin… and I resolutely didn’t make a sound when he hit me. Afterwards, he was so impressed with the fact that I didn’t react to my punishment that he offered to help me escape. I took him up on this offer, of course, and threw on some hardy clothes so I could run easily. The outside of the complex was huge. To one side there was a forest or at least a small woods. On the North side of the complex was a lake, or ocean... or something. There were trees scattered all over the grounds and I was sticking to those with the torturer following me, keeping an eye out for people. Somehow the crazy religious nut heard us when we were outside. I hid in one of those giant concrete pipes that feeds water into the river because I figured they wouldn’t find me there and then I heard the hounds. Since I knew I was fucked, I got out of the pipe and just gave up. The weird thing was there were like 5 other people that had been trying to escape. We all just went back and tried our best to beg for forgiveness. We were afraid they were going to shoot us as the “search party” all had shotguns. The leader took us all back into the house and started handing out punishments. I was to be whipped again, but this time by him. I was terrified so I was hysterical because I forgot about the armor that I had on. Apparently after it sunk into my skin, it stayed there forever. Once I realized that I was fine. He wasn’t going to punish me until later so I, for some reason, had free time until then. I met one of the other girls and I can’t remember her name, but we started planning our next escape attempt together. I tried to convince the leader that I had learned my lesson just so I would not be punished again. Unfortunately that is where I woke up so I have no idea what happened next.

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Now here are some notes...

I have had this dream before and everything was the same up to the point of the first attempted escape. In the first dream, I managed to escape, but only narrowly. I can't remember how I got away in the first dream except that it involved a boat waiting for me on the lake. I never saw the face of the person that was driving the boat that saved me, but it got me away from the complex and away from the religious nutcase so that was okay. I did do one thing differently. When I knew that they were coming after me the FIRST time I had the dream, I ran faster and harder, but that was because I saw the boat waiting. The SECOND time I had this dream, I hid in the pipe because there was no foreseeable way for me to get away at that point. Thinking about it now, I probably could have headed farther up the pipe and see if I could get out somewhere or at the very least lose the dogs. There was a bit of water in the pipe so with any luck at all they would have lost my scent in the water...

 I think this is the weirdest dream I've ever had. It was in color and took place in something that was supposed to be the Hogwarts castle. It started out in the entrance hall. Jessica and I were there and we were waiting to go into the Great Hall to watch the sorting before Dumbledore came down and pulled Snape, Draco, and Harry out of the crowd. I followed because I wanted to follow Draco. I don't really know how Dumbledore didn't notice me. Everyone went into Dumbledore's office and Harry took one of the comfy chairs and Draco sat on the arm of that chair. Snape took the other chair and Dumbledore just sat there staring, completely silent. Finally it was Harry that completely exploded. He looked over at Draco and was like "What the hell? Why do you keep playing with me?" and Draco was like "you know how I feel!" Then Snape got up, wrapped his fingers in Draco's hair and pulled him in for a long kiss. Harry stood up and ran out of the room... so I followed him. As I was running after him I saw Jessica on the other grand staircase. She was trying to get my attention, but I continued following Harry. Then I woke up.

At least I got a new fanfic idea?

 This dream was in color. It started a few days before Halloween. Frank was in it and Mona, Jessica, and some others were there. There were also a bunch of people I didn't know. We were on Ball State campus, but for some reason had lockers in this massive room. Some of us (myself included) had started getting threatening letters from someone. The person suspected we were vampires and (s)he was a vampire hunter so it was their job to get rid of us. We banded together and started forming a plan to get these guys. Slowly some of our friends started disappearing. It was very strange. They would be there one day and then gone without a trace the next. The threatening letters started increasing. They said things like "you're next" and such. So we all dressed up for Halloween. Frank figured he would do something extra to piss them off so he dressed up like a vampire. Stereotypical Dracula type. So we were doing a bit of investigation on our own, but of course we notified the police as well. Frank had gotten a strange phone call saying that the killer would be dressed as a dragon this night. He told the police about that. Two guys walked in at the same time. The one in the front just had his face painted black and the one behind him was dressed as a dragon. The guy with the black face looked right at me and it just clicked. I knew it was him. I signaled the police and they jumped him. Somehow they ended up getting him to confess to it and he was, of course, pissed. As they walked him past us to the cop car he yelled "Your kind has no place here! There are others like me! Willing to do what is RIGHT!" Then I ran down to the basement of one of the campus buildings because that was where the Halloween party was and I yelled "They got him!" and that is when I woke up.

 For some reason I seem to be having a massive amount of wedding dreams lately. Maybe my subconscious is trying to tell me something. Anyway....


This dream was in color. It started out with me in my current dorm room. I was getting dressed in a wedding dress. It was beautiful with a bunched skirt and chiffon overlays. Once I was in the dress, I had to go somewhere else, but instead of taking a limo or something I was just walking. This was when I noticed that it was strange that I had no idea who I was going to be marrying. Almost every one of my friends were in this dream. Courtney was walking around the town with me to carry my train and keep it out of the mud or whatever. It was weird because I had just left my dorm room, but I wasn't in Muncie. So we were walking around this strange city and kept picking up more and more of my friends along the way. The really bizarre thing was when we found Meredith standing near an old building. It was almost as though she had been waiting for us to come by. Everyone else that had joined us in the walk had been doing something (gardening, laundry, etc) when we walked past, but Meredith was just standing there and watching like she was looking for us. She started walking next to me and started asking me a million questions about this person I was supposed to marry, but my only response was "I don't know" because I had no idea who it was. Then she got really pissed off and she was like "If you don't even know who it is why the FUCK are you marrying them?? If you don't know who it is you OBVIOUSLY don't love them..." That was when we stopped talking and there was just this really uncomfortable silence between us. Every few seconds Meredith would glare at me out of the corner of her eye. We continued walking until we got to this massive church. That also confused me since I am pagan. Once I walked through the doors of the church, it was like I suddenly remembered who I was supposed to marry. He was a prince of some other nation. He had darker skin, but he really wasn't all that attractive. Once I remembered that he was the person I was supposed to marry, I started to have second thoughts. However, he was super rich so I had conflicting interests. I couldn't decide if I wanted to marry him for the money or continue my search for finding my true love. I woke up shortly after that.

 The dream was in color and really dark. It started out with me standing alone in a room and two of my friends brought up an envelope. I had no idea what the envelope was for so the two friends reminded me that we had all gone to get tested for AIDS. Apparently the results had been sent to our house in these nifty little white envelopes. Both of them had come up clean. They left the room and I opened my envelope. When I saw what the paper said, I dropped it. There it was, black and white... I was positive for AIDS. The first thing that came into my mind was "Please dear gods let this be a dream. Let me wake up now." I didn't wake up. That had me really scared. If I didn't wake up then that means this whole situation had to be real. That was the point where I started crying. I felt so alone and empty and completely out of hope at that point. I had to find someone to talk to. I went downstairs and there were tons of people that I knew down there... like close to 50 people. I went to talk to Zac because I knew he would understand. I went up to him and I had been crying so I looked like shit and I was like "Zac, I really need to talk to you." He responded with "Bitch, I don't have time for you." At that point, my only goal was to sit down and TALK to someone about what was going on. Nobody that was in the room seemed to have time for me until I went up to Caland. She saw that I was really upset and decided that she had plenty of time to talk to me. I told her what had just happened to me and that I felt so alone and scared, and she refused to have anything else to do with me after that. At one point, I accidentally brushed up against her and she had these like bio-hazard guys come in and hose her down. I was in this room full of people and I have never felt more alone in my life. I felt so isolated and terrified. It was a huge shock to have to face my mortality right at that second. I was terrified, and started thinking about all the things I wouldn't get to do. I wouldn't get to go to London... get married.... have children.... It was terrifying. Finally, a group of people that accepted me came to the house. Bonnie, Mona, Tracy, and a couple of others. They invited me somewhere to get my mind off what was happening. Bonnie was really sweet and really helpful and understanding. It was definitely something I needed, but I still felt incredibly alone and scared. When I woke up from this dream I was crying and shaking.

 This dream was in color and a good deal of it happened at night. I was 17 and in highschool in a big city. I wasn't too popular, but I had all the same friends I do now: Mona, Patti, Jessica, Neil, Erin, Buddha, etc... and a few that I didn't recognize from here. Mona, Neil, Jessica, and Erin played the biggest part in the dream. I made friends with this group of guys and girls of varying ages and started spending a lot of time with them. Basically they were this cult and I don't remember any names, but there was this one guy that I spent a TON of time with. He was about 21 and he had dreads. He was taller than me and really sweet. Well, the female cult leader was preparing for a ceremony to switch bodies, and the body she wanted was mine. I knew this, but I ignored it because I knew that the spell wouldn't work to switch us. I fell in love with this guy, and I would have done anything for him. He seemed different than anyone else that was in the cult. Anyway, the members had to do certain things. It started out with the guy I loved.... Elijah or something like that. So it all started when I ran into Elijah at a store. He had on this huge coat and he had his hands in his pockets. I knew the girl that walked up to him, so I went to talk to them and I heard her say "it's obvious that you're packin." I talked to them anyway. So the girl asked me to come to a meeting that night, but said I should get away from the counter now. So I walked away and heard some muffled yelling. I didn't hear the words. Then I went with the girl to that meeting and none of my other friends went with me because she hadn't invited them. A few months passed and I was walking with Neil, Elijah, and Mona. We were waiting on the corner for the light to change so we could walk. Someone wrapped in a HUGE heavy coat pushed past Elijah and went into the museum. Elijah recognized him and whispered to me that we needed to get out of there. So we ran across the street and Neil and Mona followed. When we were a good distance away, the museum exploded. Then the dream cut to another scene. Mona, Jessica, Neil, and Erin were talking to me about the group I had found myself in and I didn't want to listen to any of it, of course. Then the dream cut to a scene where I was in a trailer with the rest of the members of the cult and the leader. Elijah was sitting next to me like always. The leader was explaining the spell needed to switch bodies... Then like 5 police officers burst through the door. Elijah jumped up, grabbing me, and headed to the back of the trailer for the back door. He didn't want us to get caught in firefight if there was anything happening. As soo as we came out of the back, two officers took us down. They cuffed both of us before asking any questions. In the end of the raid, they'd had to shoot the leader and they released me. They were taking Elijah to the station for questioning. I hugged him and kissed him and we joked about writing letters if he got thrown in jail, which he was pretty sure he would, but I didn't think so. Then the dream cut to a different scene. I was in a pink dress with a HUGE ballgown skirt and I was helping someone present on something. I curtseyed to each of the sections of chairs and when I got to the last section I looked up and Elijah was sitting there, smiling down at me. Then I woke up.

 This dream was in color. Galey, Theresa, and I were standing downstairs talking to Vicky who was working at the front desk. I was watching the weather outside when the alerts on my phone went off. It said we had a tornado warning. Seconds later, the sirens on campus went off and the information was pouring from the radio. Vicky did what she had to closing down the desk and stuff before starting to go up the stairs. People were coming in the front door and Vicky was letting them up so they could get around and over to the basement stairs. I was standing there looking out the window to see what was going on. Theresa was nervous and kept asking me what it was. Then I saw it so I turned to her and said "Let's go... NOW!" So we ran to the stairs and up those, across the floor and down to the basement which was a lot bigger than it actually is I am sure. There was a huge library down there and tons of people in the other rooms so we had to go into the library. We were looking at books and there was a title that seemed interesting, but my alarm woke me up.

 This dream was in color. It started in my Writing for Young Readers class and then I was walking back with Kim, but then I got sidetracked and started talking to one of my friends. Kim left without me. So when I got back to Woodworth I got into the elevator on the Brady/Wood side and pushed the button for #2 because I was going to visit Helton. So the elevator was acting weird and when it got to the second floor it didn't stop. It went up to the third floor and I just sat there like what the hell, but figured whatever, I'll just walk down this flight of stairs, but then the door wouldn't open. So I pushed the G to go back down to the ground floor and the elevator moved, but then it started gaining speed and I was like fuck. So I hit the emergency stop button, but nothing happened. So I was totally sure that I was going to die. So the elevator keeps going down really fast and it took a lot longer to fall than it should have taken to get to the ground floor. Then, suddenly, the elevator stopped with a thump, but I wasn't hurt. The doors opened and I stepped out, looking back at the elevator. The elevator was completely destroyed and I was in this darkish hallway. I looked down the hallway and saw these red horns that looked like they had been sawn off of something. There was only one door in the hallway and I couldn't use the elevator so I opened the door. Kim was right there at the door as I opened it and she looked at me and said "I knew you'd come." So I walked in and looked around. Everything was red and black. So it was definitely Hell... but it was bizarre. It was like a house... a REALLY big house, and we were in the living room. There was like 15 of us, Me, Kim, and Helton, but I didn't recognize the rest of them. Then the devil came out, only he was missing his horns because he had sawn them off and thrown them in the hallway. He was really tall. Probably about 6'4 and he was thin and sort of attractive. He wasn't red with a pitchfork or anything like that. He held out one of those pumpkin shaped trick-or-treat things that was full of fake vampire teeth and told us all that we had to take some teeth because he thought it was fun to wear vampire teeth. I mentioned that I couldn't wear them because I had a permanent retainer in, and then a guy that I didn't know was like "me too." I was confused and I was like "how did I get here?" So he looked at me and answered with "How most people get here. You died. Elevator crash if I am not mistaken." I was really confused because I couldn't remember dying. I remembered being in the elevator and being taken directly to Hell. So he walked into another room and I started looking around. The room was shaped sort of like an L and there was a computer desk against the far wall. To the right of the desk there was a house plant, but to the left there was a door that was taped shut with clear packing tape. It wasn't a very good tape job I might add. The door said "Hidey Hole and Other Shiney Things" on it in black electrical tape. I decided I wanted to see what was in the hidey hole, so I pulled the tape off and opened the door. There was a large square pillow in there that had stuff in it. I took the pillow out and taped the door shut again and then hid the pillow in the space behind the couch, but of course the devil knew that I had the pillow. So he looked at me and said that he knew I had the Mage's pillow. He didn't seem to care about anything I might find hidden within the pillow so I just kept it. Then he went and logged on the computer so he could look at my life file. So I was standing there next to him and asking questions about my life because it held everything that would have and should have happened to me throughout life. I asked if I was supposed to get a good job and he said "If it hadn't been for the accident, your finished novel would have become a best seller and you would have been rich. As it stands now, your father is going to send it out to agents and see what he can do with it." Then I watched him look at my file some more and I was like "Tell me, did I have a soulmate?" He looked at the file and sighed before looking back and responding "Yes, and she was..." and that is when I woke up.

 This dream was in color. It started out late at night on a Friday I believe. Jonathan was here and we were in my room talking about going home. I don't know how Jonathan got here, but he didn't have his car for us to get back home. For some reason we HAD to get back home so he suggested walking. It was already pitch black and the moon was covered by heavy clouds. There was a chill in the air and it was nearly POURING rain. I agree anyway and ask Kris if she wants to go too. She says yes and then James decides that she would like to go as well. So I leave Kris downstairs and Jonathan and I go to tell James that we are leaving and she has to layer her clothes so she will be warmer. During the time that James was getting ready, Kris left. We left Woodworth and started walking and James called Kris on her cellphone and I heard her tell Kris that we were on 35. I don't know where Kris was, but James said "oh.. then we aren't that far behind you." James takes over the lead and starts walking faster, but Jonathan and I don't care because we have done this before and we know the way. We fall back a bit and take it at our own pace. That was when I woke up.

 This dream was in color. It involved all the people that are going to London Centre... at least I assume that's who they were since Erin was there with me too. We were staying in this huge building that was made of brick and concrete. It was really dark inside. The main doors were clear glass with frosted maps on them, and when you walked in there was a main desk to the left. There were stairs to the basement to the right. The basement was almost as big as the rest of the building and had a huge computer lounge with thousands of computers. The main floor was filled with offices and such. The upper floors were apartments. Like 20 of us were staying in one apartment. It was a huge room and it looked a lot like Brian Kinney's apartment from QaF.... Anyway, I went down to the basement and started chatting with someone on yahoo. I told that person where we were staying and he said that he was staying at the same place and he was in the computer lounge too, but it was too big for me to find him then. So we all went out clubbing and that was when I saw (an this is the crazy fangirl stuff) Tom Felton. He was leaving the club as we were going in. So... insert crazy fan scene here. As people were chasing him, I grabbed his wrist and pulled him down a dark alley. We followed the alley all the way back to the building we were staying in. We went in and he said he had some things he had to do so I went up to the apartment which suddenly had a computer with highspeed internet acces and got online. Come to find out, the guy I had been chatting to on Yahoo was Tom. Woot woot! So after a while, he asked if I would come down and walk with him back upstairs. So I went all the way down 6 floors to meet Tom in the basement. We went BACK up to the apartment and VB was there along with other choice Academy admins... and the rest of the London Centre people... WTF?! So Tom and I were like talking in a back corner and it was all good until my alarm woke me up.

And that is why alarm clocks are the WORST inventions in the world... but it was a GREAT dream.