Sunday, August 3, 2008

War of the Worlds

Long time, no post. I had to post this one. Last night's dream was probably one of the most vivid and exciting dreams I have ever had.

It was late afternoon in a very strange but beautiful city. A city with buildings on mountains. Mountains that were on top of water. No land to connect the mountains.. just bridges connecting one mountain to another.. going over the deep blue water. The sky was dark and gray. A storm was here and was about to unleash all it had on the bridge I was traveling across and this town on mountains on water. The longer I drove on this bridge, the more intense the rain fell, the more frequent the lightning, and the fewer cars I saw traveling the opposite direction. Truly, one of the most intense storms of this mountain/water town. I look up through the windshield and past the rain beating hard, I caught a glimpse of something terrible.

As if a black hole had impossibly entered the Earth's atmosphere, a huge black vortex was in front of me and passing over me. Surely it was a funnel cloud with a tornado that was about to drop at any minute. But it seemed more than that. Something much worse. The funnel cloud was pitch black in contrast to the surrounding dark gray clouds. Whatever was about to be unleashed by this thing, I didn't wanna know or be underneath it.

At this point, no other cars were on the bridge. So I spun the car around and jetted off in the other direction. Wrong direction on the bridge but the only direction away from the vortex. My heart jumped and started racing as I see it accelerate in my direction. As if it had been waiting for me all along. Racing to the other side, I enter a tunnel leading into the mountain. My only safety... or so I thought...

About 50 feet into the tunnel, CRASH! Some kind of metal structure crashes through the mountain. Blocking my path, the only way to go is into it. The crash didn't seem to phase me, probably due to the adrenaline in my veins. I get out immediately and run back toward the opening of the tunnel. Then I see what that black cloud really held. A huge bi-ped robot. Like something from War of the Worlds.. and it was coming for me. I'm doomed. No where to go. Feeling as if my movements were possessed by Neo from the Matrix, I search for something, anything. The bi-ped gets very close. I find a crack in the tunnel wall, large enough for a body. MY body! The motions continue, and I crash through the opening. One last terrible crash from the attacking bi-ped, rocks fall as if the whole mountain was collapsing, and then lights out.

I awake and my body is so bruised, scratched, and sore that I can't even remember who I am. I remember what happened and realize where I am.. In a pile of wreckage at the bottom of the mountain near the water. How is it that I didn't die? Thank you again, adrenaline. I'm underneath some rocks that form a mini cave just large enough to hide me. Good thing... Flying devices appeared to patrol the area.. searching for any survivors that need to be exterminated. I feel like the last one alive. Any slight movement feels monitored. Where to go now? Am I the last one left on Earth? If there are any more survivors, where are they and what do I do? What can I do?

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