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Wolf's Dreamworld
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First dream part
I was in a some sort of old school building. I don't know what
kind of school. Reminded me of my old high school, actually. It was
late evening, and the streetlamps lit up the area. Dim lamps inside
the house. Very atmospheric.
I only remember that it had HUGE air conditioning pipes and
I was crawling in there... and I saw some Pokémons there. They
started jumping up and down, and the whole building shook.
Some mad professor then appeared, stating he had discovered,
when listening to the trample of the Pokecritters, the ultimate musical beat
that people will just love.
Second dream part
I was in some sort of criminal organization at the first, though we
were sort of "Robin Hoods" - and we had a war against a "bad" criminal
organization.
I was alone doing a mission to capture the leader of the bad
guys. I noticed he went into a small house or structure of some
sort... I sneaked around the building, to see if there was a way in -
and the building went up to the air! I noticed a hot air balloon had
emerged from the top of the shed, and now it was flying up.
I took a good grip of the long rope that was on the ground... and
was pulled up with the hot air balloon. The winds shook me
around furiously. I was flying high in the air.
Then a "voice over" asked me to release. Well, I did - and fell
into a lake, and wondered why I wasn't hurt. The same ethereal voice
then asked me to get dressed, there were people a short distance from
the shore... (the voice kind of reminds me of Ultima 7...)
Well, I got up - wearing a T-shirt and shorts, it was a warm summer
day - and tried to figure out a way to get out of the island. I came
to where the people were, and noticed there was a raft line from the
island to continent, price 5 FIM. I didn't had any money, and I was
annoyed that I had no chance of getting to the shore.
I tried to swim where the raft went... it was surprisingly easy, I
was actually on the other side faster than the raft! Yet, I
had swam to a wrong place, and the rocks were too hard to climb and
the currets took me to wrong places. The water was getting cold, so I
decided to swim back. I noticed there was a cave somewhere between the
rocks in a small ford, though...
When I got back, I noticed some woman was there - she apparently
knew me and asked for my father's phone number. I didn't remember it,
so I took my cell phone. [How I got my belt bag (that had money) and cellphone isn't
entirely logical. =) ] I noticed that the phone had got slightly wet
when I was swimming, and the memory was getting faulty again... it was
very very hard to get the number from the phone, all names had messed
up case but they were recognizeable. Later in the dream, I noticed the
phone had dried up and it worked again...