Dreams

I had two-three odd dreams last night.  That's not to say that my dreams are ever 'normal' per se, but, you know.  I guess it was three dreams...the quality of details for each is different.  Not sure on the order.

The first dream included something like an airplane race.  Bi-planes, Red Baron, that sort.  The race area was around an extremely large mansion and the grounds it sat on.  Not sure if I was winning or what, may have been, but I decided nosediving my plane into a large pool was the best course of action.  It sped up a bit quicker than assumed, and I wasn't able to take a full breath.  The pool was 127 feet deep, but looked pretty normal in other specifications. 

I went down pretty far with the plane, blowing out bubbles, but also running low on my breath.  It feels like maybe...I was talking to someone on the outside?  Or someone else was watching it?  And I was swimming to break the surface still, and could slightly breathe underwater.  Ended with me reaching the surface successfully.

The second dream was about some sort of factory.  Very dark, gritty, everything might have been in black/white/grayscale.  There were scientists and guards.  The guards were robotic suits with people inside.  There were large walkways high up, and chambers below them, storing bits and pieces of fragile black stone.  Upon touching a stone, it'd crumble.  There was a pit, or a divide in front of the walkway of this section.  Across the way were large, narrow slits, which would suck all the stones and ash and air out, as well as any other flotsam in the area.

I think I would walk around and see people, maybe I would hide.  I think I was walking with a group of scientists.  At one point I had to walk in the footsteps of one, and when I failed, the walkway ended/dropped off and I almost fell off.  Was extremely frightening and I was grabbed onto, but left in the balance while they talked to me.  "Watch your step"?  "Are you ready to walk the right way now?"  "I own this path"?  Something like that, and they pulled me up, and the group continued walking on again.

I'd see dirty children every so often.  Worn down, disheveled, forlorn children.  I think they were being put to work there.  And I came upon a guard, and my view switched to the guards, which was an electronic screen, and it showed a child behind me, highlighted by a red box.  I think the guard was going to dispose of us, but the red box was special.  The child scurried away and hid. 

The guard came out of their suit I think.  Maybe talked to me.  Maybe it was their shift change.  I followed her into the guard barracks and talked to them I think, while she was getting changed.  Not fully nude, but more of a...wetsuit.  She looked familiar...but different...like "someone" and I liked them for it.  And I'd hop around trying to get their attention.  They were uninterested but noticed it and sarcastically mimicked me while in the mirror.  Another guard walked by.  The other guard or my mother addressed me and said, "Your pussy is on the phone."  This offended and confused me.  Blurry after that.

I think they were using the children for work until they exhausted themselves, then turned them into coal or something for energy.

The third dream took place at an old carnival or amusement park.  There was a popular roller coaster that everyone was waiting in line for.  Just waiting and moving in line was part of the ride, and at a fork in the path, I went one way with a couple people.  It led to a small shed of sorts.

The first room of the shed was pretty much completely dark.  No light source.  Had a flashlight maybe?  And it as totally cluttered.  Had a door leading to another room, partially lit.  It seemed to be a bit of a living space.  Had a bed, clothes scattered around, stuff of the sort.  Maybe for the owner of the carnival?  And we found a box with about half a crumb apple pie.  And one person with me said, "Isn't that what they call a British pizza?" and started to roll it up.  Myself and another friend tried to get our pieces first.  Don't remember.  Next, someone's girlfriend came in, maybe the owner's.  Not sure.  And that's it.