♠ This first part is kinda "gory".
Well, It's like I'm watching from this point; my mother and a bunch of other random women walk into this beautiful space ship, there's a garden in it, with glass around it, so the water couldn't come into their beds, (they were going to sleep in hamocks) there was nice white celling and floors. Well it's like I get there, after it chrashed or something, and the air smells stale, one chicks head is through the glass, it's all broken, very dark red blood was up against her bloody and dripping down her hair, then, the lite colored, more like candy red colored blood was all smeared over the glass. There was a body on the floor, it looked as if something had dropped on it, smashed flat, gory, my mother looked as if she was on the top "bunk." Her eyes frighted, with a hint of suprise, and glazed over by death, mouth open, hands clenched tightly to her hamock, neck was red and bruised, she had been strangled by her hamock. As I continued to look, I woke up, I was in a bedroom at the top of the stairs, (This was not the house, I live in) I ran down, and opened the front door...There was a car crashed into the like bushes of this house, and a girl in it. This girl had long black hair, a shrill high voice, a childish mind, she looked sixteen, and no scratches. She wore a white night dress, and reminded me of a friend I hadn't seen since the third or fourth grade, Ashley Frank, so I'm going to call her "Ashley," other then that, she remaind nameless. Outside there is a thick pinkish fog. She comes in happy, and smiling, and asks me what I was doing before, I as an anitsocial person, say "sleeping." She wants to get on the computer, says if I'm not there she'll be alone and scream, she is entergetic, and loud, there becomes a twang in her voice, like the person in the movie that helps the heroes, and ends up trying to kill them. Needless to say, I don't like her, and she won't leave me alone. I notice that across the hall there is a man on the couch with a silver laptop computer. He reminds me of a Dave Chapell look-a-like (Dave Chapell Show, from Comedy Cental), although he sounds nothing like him, he's wearing a red shirt and jean pants, sitting behind a glass coffee table (I don't know him inside the dream or out) I walk over and slam my hands on the desk, saying I want her gone. "You didn't want the dream, did you? I gave you this instead." He tells me. I tell him I'll trade and take the dream. He stands up and looks at the inside wall to this room, it's like it's covered in little TVs, he looks like he's watching them. "Ashley" walks up behind me, and puts her hand on my shoulder, "Weren't trying to leave me alone, were you?" She asks, I open my mouth, but say nothing, she smiles, and says "Good, then I can be here forever," or something to that effect. I beg this guy for the dream, but he doesn't even look at me. Then another fella comes in, this time, he almost reminds me of a young David Spade, once again doesn't sound like him. He acks as if he doesn't want to be there. I ask him who he is, he says "I'm me." Then I am infront of the computer, and it's like I have a headache. "You know I'll always be here, right?" She says, as I walk back. when I'm infront of the Spade look-a-like, he says, "this is evil," or, "I am evil," something like that. I walk over to the "Chapell" and he's looking at the screens, I say something like "Are you evil like the Satan? Well, Mr. Deal Maker, I'll make you a deal, you send me back to the dream, the girl leaves, I won't complain again, and let you work in peace." He turns to me, looking annoied, then as he says something, he blows up. "You killed him," "Spade" says, I ask what he was, and David says "he was a sprite, made for the devil. You killed like the, the devil, man." Ashley is trying to sit on his lap, and he's trying to keep her off. "So who are you?" "Think of me like the real devil, but less powerful" (or something), I pick on him, and like beg him to return me to the dream. Then I wake up to momma's dog barking. It's over.
If you think that's way too long to be a dream, think that I added details, so you could understand the picture better. ♠
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