This dream began at Disneyland, where I was visiting with friends and family. An employee came up to us as we sat by the Autopia ride, and she demanded to see our park entrance tickets. We produced them instantly, and she left, but we were left with a sense of dread.
I offered to take one of the boys out of the park to get some lunch while the others stayed in the park. Upon leaving the park, we found ourselves not in the parking lot, but standing next to a river, on the other side of which was a cave entrance. Disneyland was gone, and we were now surrounded by rocks and desert.
The boy that was with me was now an older brother (which I do not have). We walked up to a woman who was standing by the river, acting as a guard or river-crossing guide. She told us to jump in and swim across the river to the cave entrance. At the entrance to this cave was a boy encouraging us by waving.
My brother jumped in first and swam over before I could decide what to do. The crossing guard told me to jump and gave me a push. I hit the water and sank to the bottom, frantically trying to swim up. Somehow, I felt weighted down and my hands felt tied, and I had this horrible feeling that I was about to drown, when the crossing guard reached down and pulled me up. Suddenly I was next to the cave entrance on the other side of the river.
My brother was there waiting for me, but he was now quite a bit older - early 20's. He waved at me to follow him into the cave. In entering the cave, we found a house and walked through the darkened front door.
All about the room were boys, 15-20's, in groups talking, fighting, laying about. My brother grabbed my hand and pulled me behind him through the dark rooms. Everywhere about us was an evil force, a foreboding, but we kept moving through.
At some point in the darkness, my brother had become Brad Pitt - tall and handsome, but evil. He kept whispering, "I can do this. I want to become the leader of the guys." Suddenly we were in a dark hallway, unable to see what the force was in front of us. It pulled us into the darkness, and then pushed us away violently. Back, back, back away from this thing we went. Fear enveloped me; Brad made me face it.
We backed into an underground grotto, water to our thighs. People, laying about the cave, stared at us, but made no move to greet us. Brad kept repeating, "I can do this. I am their leader! It's me!" I was frightened.
We waded around the corner, where Brad took a lit cigarette and put it out on his forehead. "That was my coronation." He then shoved me against a wall, pressing me painfully against it, and then backed away and waved me out of his presence. I walked back around the corner, up stone carved steps to a stone balconey in the grotto. At this point, my hair had grown down past my waist, and had turned bleached blonde. My eyes and stomach glowed white, and on my glowing belly was a crosshair sign. A woman there, who was identical to me, said, "You've just been inpregnated."
"I know," I replied. We turned our heads toward the people in the grotto and watched them. I awoke.
I offered to take one of the boys out of the park to get some lunch while the others stayed in the park. Upon leaving the park, we found ourselves not in the parking lot, but standing next to a river, on the other side of which was a cave entrance. Disneyland was gone, and we were now surrounded by rocks and desert.
The boy that was with me was now an older brother (which I do not have). We walked up to a woman who was standing by the river, acting as a guard or river-crossing guide. She told us to jump in and swim across the river to the cave entrance. At the entrance to this cave was a boy encouraging us by waving.
My brother jumped in first and swam over before I could decide what to do. The crossing guard told me to jump and gave me a push. I hit the water and sank to the bottom, frantically trying to swim up. Somehow, I felt weighted down and my hands felt tied, and I had this horrible feeling that I was about to drown, when the crossing guard reached down and pulled me up. Suddenly I was next to the cave entrance on the other side of the river.
My brother was there waiting for me, but he was now quite a bit older - early 20's. He waved at me to follow him into the cave. In entering the cave, we found a house and walked through the darkened front door.
All about the room were boys, 15-20's, in groups talking, fighting, laying about. My brother grabbed my hand and pulled me behind him through the dark rooms. Everywhere about us was an evil force, a foreboding, but we kept moving through.
At some point in the darkness, my brother had become Brad Pitt - tall and handsome, but evil. He kept whispering, "I can do this. I want to become the leader of the guys." Suddenly we were in a dark hallway, unable to see what the force was in front of us. It pulled us into the darkness, and then pushed us away violently. Back, back, back away from this thing we went. Fear enveloped me; Brad made me face it.We backed into an underground grotto, water to our thighs. People, laying about the cave, stared at us, but made no move to greet us. Brad kept repeating, "I can do this. I am their leader! It's me!" I was frightened.
We waded around the corner, where Brad took a lit cigarette and put it out on his forehead. "That was my coronation." He then shoved me against a wall, pressing me painfully against it, and then backed away and waved me out of his presence. I walked back around the corner, up stone carved steps to a stone balconey in the grotto. At this point, my hair had grown down past my waist, and had turned bleached blonde. My eyes and stomach glowed white, and on my glowing belly was a crosshair sign. A woman there, who was identical to me, said, "You've just been inpregnated."
"I know," I replied. We turned our heads toward the people in the grotto and watched them. I awoke.
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