Dreamlog 2014 Dec 11

Dream Log, 2014, December 11.

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I took a 5mg melatonin tablet at approximately 00:30 and slept until

approximately 13:00, despite Filly's attempts to wake me at the requested

time of between 09:00 and 09:30.

As far as dreams go, the night started out rather "normally." All I can

remember from my first dream is being out in some deep woods... or perhaps

it was a moor somewhere? Anyway, there was some ruined building in the

middle of the wild area I was in. I think Sheep was there with me, but I

can't quite recall. We tried to get some rest outside the ruin, lying down

amidst some bits of fallen pillar.

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In my next dream, I was in a tiny house. I didn't find the architecture

familiar at all, and the layout of the building was quite nonsensical

(from a rational standpoint; I didn't find it odd while dreaming.) I was

to meet somebody for supper or something like that, but I noticed I wore

my hair in a fashion that was extremely similar to Shadow the Hedgehog's,

except it was green. I then realized that the oversized hair-type thing on

my head was actually a hat, and removed it to reveal... my actual hair,

styled like Shadow the Hedgehog's, mostly black with green stripes.

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My next sequence of dreams was rather strange. I found myself jumping

between a map-view of the area I was in and a first-person view. I held an

old Game Boy Color, and used it to command a few troops. Then one of my

troops was attacked, and began to bleed out! I tried to command a small

squad to hurry over and aid him, but my Game Boy batteries were running

low, and died before I had the chance to attach a charger.

The next thing I remember after that... is the world changing from its

strange sepia tones to be bright and colorful. I was in a coastal area,

and it looked similar in coloration to Outset Island, from TLOZ: Wind

Waker. There was a speaking rocket-powered missile... or maybe it was a

fighter plane? Anyway, he said something about new troops who exhibited a

mutation that would eventually turn them into fighter planes. One of the

troops resembled Peter Griffin from Family Guy. I went along on my own

merry way, and was seemingly joined in my consciousness by my father and

sister, who appeared to be playing the video game that was this unreality.

They were horribly unsavvy about the nature of the world, though, and

wandered too close to a hostile "encampment." The one enemy there was a

crow, who managed to kill them. However, they respawned nearby in a kind

of undead state, and had to retrieve their character's balls to return to

their fully powered self. They did so, but again fell victim to the crow,

and their mentor character, some kind of queen or princess, who had been

watching, shook her head in exasperation.

I woke shortly afterward.