[Red]

Just as the name says.

My dream last night was pretty vivid, and felt really real. I’m not quite sure how the timeline went, but here’s how I think it did: I started out in a van or something, at night in some city. Driving it was my english teacher, and some other kids were there. We were just driving around. My teacher remarked that the area looked dangerous to walk around in at night, which I replied saying “Oh, I’ve done it before. I walked from here to my dad’s.”(which I did, in a previous dream a few months back; I’m guessing that the setting was the same) We stopped at some sort of ice cream shop, and ate there.

I forgot what happens next, but I was then by myself in a huge, huge, huge hotel complex. Certain sceneries from this hotel complex was also from a previous dream I’ve had. I was walking around, looking for something. Some parts of the hotel seemed very nice and clean, new. Others were worn out and dirty, with a yellowish tint, cobwebs hanging across the corners of the ceiling. I spent most of my time in those parts of the hotel, up and down similar looking stairs…

I was searching for something, but I’m not sure what. I found myself in an attic, a very very tiny attic, one I couldn’t even fit all the way inside, so I kept my footing on the ladder leading up to it. I was feeling more way around, still looking for something. I thought to myself that there would probably be a lot of spiders up here, being a dark, untouched attic and all(I have a pretty big fear of spiders). Lo and behold, a black window has taken its seat onto the back of my hand. I smash it with my other hand, but not before it has bitten me.

In my dream, black widow poison worked like this: the poison spread from wherever you were bitten, numbing yet still inflicting very bad pain on where ever it had infected already, until it reached your heart, which stopped in a few minutes afterwards. I stepped down from the ladder, keeping my calm, and went into some living room that I had apparently came out of to the attic beforehand. There were two people laying on the ground, bleeding. Apparently they had been shot, but dream me already knew about them. I guess that’s a part of the dream I don’t remember, but I think I was searching for a way to stop whomever had shot them.

Anyway, I called the police, requesting their assistance and an ambulance, trying my best to describe the situation(which was difficult at first, as the person I was talking to kept interrupting me). They arrived almost as soon as I had called. They took away the two bleeding people, and I chose to lie down on a bed, requesting the antidote to the black widow’s poison. They said they couldn’t give it to me yet, for some reason(Not because they didn’t have it, though. They had a large needle which dream me knew was the serum). I waited on the bed, my hand in noticeable pain, but becoming numb still.

Dream me fell asleep, and woke up on the bed again, the pain and numbness now covering my entire arm. I pleaded with the paramedic to give me the serum, but he still refused. I got up and stood, as I figured that it would take longer for the poison to spread if it had to travel up my arm, instead of laying flat like I was before. I waited and looked up how long it took for the poison to reach your heart on a conveniently placed laptop, but the time really didn’t help… (If I recall correctly, the time listed showed something like this: “Hours 3 – 8 – 10 – 11 – 15 – 20 -22”) I felt the pain in my chest now, and I became slightly panicked, as I knew it was reaching my heart. I continued to plead more and more with the paramedic, which he replied with the usual “I can’t now.” I woke up soon afterwards.

[Mr. Retro]

My dream was a little different. I was in a classroom with a bunch of little kids and my Uncle. Well, all of a sudden, a flash brighter than the sun fills the room, and I hear a rumbling outside. Nothing hits us yet as all the kids scream and huddle down, seeming to know what's cmoing. I race around in circles, trying to find a place far from glass and things that could splinter and kill me, but no dice. Soon enough, the flash happens again, and I hear this huge noise as I crouch down and squeeze my eyes tightly shut. I can hear the wind ripping off the roof of the building, and I feel searing heat on my neck. I don't know what happens next, because it ends there.

[Master of AFTER]

I had an odd dream two nights ago... I don't remember how it started, although I recall having a heated argument with a friend from high school who I haven't seen in like four or five years now. Anyway, I was staying at a hotel on the coast, and my room was on a really high floor facing the ocean. I was leaning on the balcony, looking down at the beach for what seemed like quite a long time. I don't recall seeing any people, but this herd of bison was walking along the beach, and a lot of them went up to the edge of the water to drink, like the ocean was some kind of watering hole (I know, they wouldn't drink salt water—my subconscious apparently didn't care about such details). Out of nowhere, this impossibly humongous great white shark came shooting out of the water and grabbed several of them, while the rest panicked and scattered. Then a huge grizzly bear ran down onto the beach from behind them and grabbed two more of the bison, and devoured them right there as I was watching. I said something to the effect of "Man, no wonder there aren't very many wild buffalo left," and took a drink of some kind of incredibly sugary-tasting cocktail. That's all I remember.

True story.