July 18 dream

Some of this is interpretation and trying to fit all this together into a cohesive narrative, since what I do remember is weird and disjointed and doesn't fit together very well lol

The dream (or series of dreams? not sure) started out pretty normal, I went out for dinner to a pho place with a few friends from church. Then this is where it gets very science fictiony. So I haven't been able to recount this until now (dreams are weird), but now I remember that a lot of the time in my dreams there's a channel on the Wii that's able to physically teleport you to any other Wii console, so it can be used to travel between homes that own Wiis. One of my friend's houses was close to the restaurant, so we walked back to his house and me, my sister and another friend used the Wii to get home.

This is where it gets fuzzy - I seem to remember teleporting around multiple times and never being able to get home. Maybe the network was malfunctioning or something. At some point I was in north Vietnam in a secret hostile alien base, which pissed off the aliens who I guess thought I infiltrated their base, so they deployed ships to hunt me down as I warped away (they can track me across the globe obviously, they're aliens). Also, don't ask me why an alien base in north Vietnam had a Wii I could use to warp LOL. The hostile aliens were called the Gamaliel iirc (which is weird cause that's the name of a Biblical character. yeah I said this was gonna be wild).

After north Vietnam I distinctly remember warping to Fort Worth, Texas, except it was most definitely not Fort Worth, Texas. It was more a cross between Alcatraz, Area 51 and Fort Knox (my Canadian brain probably mixed the names up). It was this small island with ruins, which had a secret American military base hidden underground. The base was constructed because apparently Thor had been there in the past and the ruins had Asgardian technology which needed to be studied (thanks, Marvel). My sister, friend and I warped into the living quarters of a military family. The kids I somehow recognized from my summer camp job, and I managed to convince the dad it had all been a mistake, and managed to avoid being sentenced to prison for 45 years for trespassing on a secret government installation.

Instead, since the Gamaliel were still coming for me from across the globe, it was revealed that "Fort Worth" was also working in conjunction with a friendly race of aliens. A pilot of one of their really fast spaceships offered to take me and my friends home, so we strapped in along with the dad from the military family. The ship needed to prepare for the main flight by circling over the ruins a bunch of times first, which gave the Gamaliel ships time to close in, but then we were off.

We were getting close to Alberta but then the ship got shot to pieces by the Gamaliel ships, but the military dad sacrificed himself to internment at the north Vietnam base so that I could get home safe.

The last thing I remember before waking up is that my brain was about to begin some kind of sequel (which happens pretty often), where I had been captured by the Gamaliel again and had just sent out a coded SOS message using an email terminal I'd gotten access to.