I had one of the few dreams I ever
remember last night (or I should rather say,
this morning, since, it being a
Saturday, I was allowed to
sleep in until noon). I was with three of my
friends, none of whom I could identify, when they came up with the
splendid idea that we should go race like
idiots in my friend's
bright red car down around the school. We all got in and started
tooling down toward the school when
things started to get really weird. The
driver decided to take a turn down into a
subway-like
staircase, which, due to
physics in
the real world, would not have admitted access to our too-wide car. However, we went down anyway, and started driving around in these hallways that made
sharp right angles and were still too
narrow. At one point in our journey our car
inexplicably decided to change itself into a small
ATV, making it more convenient to
negotiate the
hallways. All four of us were still on it, though (think of riding the
handlebars and both sets of wheels...
if only that were possible!).
Then I looked out in front and saw that we were speeding toward a very large pool which reminded me of the one in Washington because of its size, only much deeper. I jumped off the vehicle at the very last second as my friends went careening off a ramp (?) to hang in the air about five seconds before plunging in the pool. When I jumped off I still had a bit of inertia to me, so I went flying into the pool as well, although not as far. I remember the pool having no bottom as far as I can tell, but I managed to swim back to the side and saw people in the window of an accompanying building.
I then climbed on top of an awning they had set up outside (graduation?) and evaded anyone spotting me, when I heard a newsflash about our little escapade on the radio inside. I saw a couple of searchlights turn on on the ground about 500 feet from us, although I couldn't imagine what good that would do, as we were on the ground and they would have to turn the lights horizontal to find us. (I think too much in my dreams.) About then I slid off the awning, started running away like the fugitive I was, and woke up.
Thinking back on the dream, I think it had something to do with the hours of playing the original Carmageddon lately on my computer; there's a track on there called "Halfway to Hell" that takes place in a mineshaft, and there's another track on there called "Magnachem Mayhem" which has a bottomless pool in the center of it, over which you had to race on notoriously thin bridges. The ramp was just there for a cool jump, I guess. I think I jumped from the ATV because I'm usually the one to back out when my friends want to organize a mean prank on the local party or some other mischievous deed. I'm too nice. This is only the second time I've used the dreamlogs on here, and I'm wondering how people would react the a dream like this.