Dreams 2

Every time I get up the courage to watch an R rated movie, I get a dream that explains exactly why I DON'T whath them. I dreampt I was a person being chased by a dead spirit. During a fight, my mind kept flashing back to a pair of bones, a woman clinging onto a small child, that were deep underwater. The woman was actually me and the child was the spirit trying to kill me. As we fought, the bones started to fall apart, being torn apart by the tides. It was... bad.

But then things changed into something I see more in my waking dreams then my sleeping ones. There was this small village of tents and I kept walking through it, dressed in a black cloak with a hood covering my face. There were these... rolled up balls of mud and grass and such with large sticks sticking in them. If they had less then three sticks, and someone pulled one out, then that person was sucked into a black protal. I escaped the place with three other people. The scene changed and we were in these white ruins that had black curtains hung up at odd points on the wall. Placed randomly everywhere were signs that said NOT to do something. Two strangers had come with us and deliberatly went against what the signs said not to do and looked behind the curtains. It was like a black portal. They were sucked in and taken to the Underworld. These black hands reached from the protals and tried to take the people I had saved but I held them back. The hands were Death and I said that it had no dominion over that place. Death laughed at me and said my power was fading and that I couldn't deny my Fate. Then I woke up.

Hmmmm gives me all kinds of ideas....
~YinYand