I’m pretty sure me as Dipper and some girl as Mabel (?) were being chased by Gideon. He wanted to kill us c: (especially me)
What I remember the most is last scene. We were in some sort of a building. Like a hotel. A lot of rooms everywhere, narrow corridors, a small hall at the end of one passage with two black leather couches and a table, grey carpets everywhere. Sun had to be setting because light that was falling through the windows was orange-red. It felt like the city was burning…
Mabel and I were cornered by Gideon in this hall. He had a knife. Big, very sharp knife with nearly black blade and string around the handle. I had…. tiny pocketknife… :T
We started fighting. I was freaking scared. I was damn sure he will kill me. Mabel was hiding behind me in the corner of the room.
Gideon and I ended up wrestling on the couches and I managed to push his knife, that was still in his hand, into his thigh. I remember the easiness of it… The only resistance were Gideons hands that were trying to stop me.
The blood spilled on my hands. It was dark in the dim light of the dawn.
I won.
The police came and took him away. He was thrown into a room that was lit bright yellow and orange. Now that i think about it it looked like a portal to /hell/.
And now… The plot twist.
Apparently we were actors in the Gravity Falls live action series. The guy that was playing Gideon came back and all three of us sat on the leather couches in the hall talking over our day of acting. I was telling something to Gideon guy and for some reason couldn’t remember Mabel’s real name? I started stuttering, trying to remember it and Gideon said her name is Olive! We laughed at my forgetfulness and I woke up.
I remember thinking in character that Gideon will be back…
Hahaha it's the first time something like that happened to me. I was wondering about something I was dreaming about when the alarm woke me and before I finished the thought I already forgot what I the dream was about :"D "I wonder if the makers are still there... If fed by a machine they could have survived..." At first I was like wat... But then it dawned on my that the dream was about Portal o_O Dang Yo, there are no creators in that old, locked out, dusty wing. There are no creators at all.
This whole thing has a really complex structure and is really long and I think I’ve slept only an hour…
Cut because a wall of text. I was writing it around 1.5h >_>
Part I:
My whole family (which wasn’t my real family) had a big meeting - all members gathered in one big house that apparently belonged to Grunkle Stan. And he was my great uncle too. (No Mabes and Dip unfortunately.) I don’t know why we met, though I know we all didn’t like each other all that much…
There were fights about bathrooms, constant arguing and bickering.
The building had a pretty interesting structure because around a big spirally staircase there were bedrooms, bathrooms and everything. No corridors. Every room was going out to the staircase.
I can’t remember what happened exactly… There was something big and mysterious happening later. Ugh why can’t I remember?!
Part II:
This one is much better, though as I’m writing I’m forgetting it more and more…
I was walking in a lot of different places during this dream. Everything was old, dark and ran down. It felt like never ending night… I know I was wearing my long leather coat and fingerless gloves. I was exploring the neighbourhood I was in. The place I’ve spent the most time in was sort of a staircase in my tenement house (which is around 100 years old). Though it looked like… Go back in time a bit, leave the old paint on the walls and don’t repair anything. Now go forward in time. (Wooden, carved railings, old used steps, dirty green walls with white flower pattern. No light.)
I was going up and down the stairs between two floors for a reason I can’t exactly recall. That was sort of… Mind practice. I don’t know what I was doing precisely… I know I was projecting a tall, thin man with blond hair and light grey suit - or maybe white? (pretty sarcastic and overly cheery guy too. He reminds me Cipher a lot.) He was always supposed to be ahead of me or behind me on the stairs. During doing whatever I was doing I was recalling advises someone (an older man, judging by voice) gave me on the practice. And one of them was to always stay focused and pay attention to the details. If I won’t I’ll lose it.
Right now is a good moment to mention my dream was making me tension cliffhangers like in movies. I was going back and forth between different scenes. So in the next scene…
*
I was looking out of the window on the staircase to the back yard (view 1). It was way bigger than my original one. I could see some buildings that were nearly falling apart from there. And still there were lights in few windows…
*
Back to walking the stairs and talking to the randomly disappearing and reappearing guy in white. Yes, I was actually talking to him. He was solid like you and me and I’m starting to think he wasn’t just a friction of my imagination… But nothing out of ordinary happened.
*
I was looking through a window? Passage? There was rather narrow, modelled steel staircase, painted green, leading to the opposite wall (view 2). It was white (grey. Still no light anywhere…) and looked surprisingly new. There was no other windows or doors anywhere. What’s interesting about those stairs is that they had railing only on the right side. There was nothing underneath. I didn’t look down to check how high it is. I didn’t want to…
I think I took them, wherever they were leading.
*
I was standing between two floors, staring The Man In The White in the face. He was few steps below me so I had no problem with that. He was smirking at me. Something was wrong… I’ve lost the focus. He was talking too much! I started paying attention to him instead of my task! And- I could see him standing on the upper floor as well…
I started to chase the version on the upper floor and the one from below was chasing me. And the stairs… They- changed into a sort of Penrose staircase…
So that was it. I was in an never ending loop. I had no idea how to break out.
*
I was at the ground floor, walked outside to the backyard through a hole in the wall, I think. There was a lot of rubble from the buildings there as well as giant steel, rusty, support beams. In the darkness I could see someone smoking. Only an outline of their figure and light of the burning cigarette reflecting in their round glasses. I quietly slipped through the yard to some other building.
*
I was in the living room of “my” flat. It didn’t look like mine at all, but apparently it did for my dream self. It was decorated like the very old-fashioned ones. Wooden floor, antique furniture, horrible doilies and vases with dried flowers. I think I was just going through it. I kind of regretted leaving my laptop back at Grunkle Stan’s place.
Still no light anywhere.
*
I stopped running after The Man In The White. I turned around to look at him. Of course he was just behind me, again few steps below me so our faces were on the same level. He was smiling at me like a madman. I tried to remember what my adviser said. Focusfocusfocus! I tried to see every detail of the man’s face, every single hair on his head, every thread in his suit. And I could. I did.
Stairs returned to normal and I was free.
*
I was on the backyard. But it was a different place. Looked a bit like theatre without roof. Rubble and ruin everywhere. The walkable path I was on was starting with glass door and ending with a pitch black tunnel. There was someone coming…
*
I was on the yard with The Smoking Man again. There was another man in a black tailcoat and top hat, standing on the hill of rubble. And a woman in a dirty, tattered Victorian dress. The two of them were trying to find something in the piles of junk that were lying all around there. They were talking to The Smoking Man that right now was sitting on a support beam a bit above the ground. The wall from the floor must’ve fallen down and he had an empty room behind him.
He looked really friendly. He had a nice smiling round face, big round belly, a bit of a stubble on his face. He was wearing sort of construction site attire and goggles.
The people there greeted me cheerfully.
*
There was a group of very intimidating looking people coming out of the black tunnel. They were wearing leather and metal and looked very sharp. They were also wearing goggles.
They had big dogs on leashes.
My first instinct was to run away. But I didn’t. I moved slowly back to the glass door. They were on my heels. Not exactly because they were after me. There was just no other way to go.
Behind the glass door there was a big black leather armchair. I sat on it. The people from the tunnel were in front of me, their dogs barking and growling.
The bald, tattooed leader said something to me with a dangerous smile…
*
I started talking with The Smoking Man. As it comes out he was an inventor! I started messing a bit with his stuff. But for some unknown to me reason they all had to go. Right that instant. Like they’ve heard some call I couldn’t.
The Smoking Man hopped off his beam and put the suspenders back on his shoulders. He looked a bit worried. They all were.
*
I walked up to the glass door. There was a big brown dog sitting on the armchair. He licked my hand and wanted my to pet him. I told him that I was sorry. That I couldn't take him with me. I moved him from the piece of furniture and sat there myself.
*
I was sitting in an big black leather armchair in my living room. I was a bit dizzy like I was starting to have problems with telling what is real and what isn’t. In the back of my mind I was thinking again about my laptop and- some strange hologram-like version of it appeared on my lap.
I tried to do something on it but it started to glitch in a very strange way. I was certain I was being hacked. This had no right to happen. I was staring at the screen, having hard time keeping my eyes opened. It was very bright and the glitches were making my eyes hurt.
Among the glitches there appeared the words:
"I m aD e you wh o y u arE"
I was a bit angry about it. They were referring the adventures I was having all of this time. I tried to type a reply even though I couldn’t see what I’m writing or if I’m writing at all. My eyes hurt. My gloves were slipping off my hands, not helping with typing at all.
It was something about lucid dreaming and funnily enough in the dream in my dream I was aware that I was sleeping.
The dreams my dream self had, are hard to describe. They are somewhat liquid - images changing to other images, eerie colours...
Though, let's start from the beginning.
In this dream me and my family live in a one story house with a square yard in the middle. It looked like one of my junior high's yards. Old, mossy concrete and weeds, with some pine trees and needle bushes. Though there were Christmas tree lights all over it like (baldachin). They were giving normal white light like lightbulbs. And there was a bit of snow. The house itself, and the whole dream, was a mixture of memories. The living room looked like the one from my old flat except for ground to ceiling windows going out to the yard.
Now the dreams in the dreams.
I was testing out the lucid dreaming apparently. But I had like a dream guide in my mind that was only a voice. I was supposed to do some quests in those dreams I think? But then there appeared another guide. Bill Cipher. I started to listen to him instead and my dreams turned more abstract, dark and strange. I was still doing quests but supposedly with some dubious outcomes.
I remember dreaming about the yard being covered with water. The light was weird. It was dark but the water seemed to glow gold, dark pink and toxic green. I was climbing on a morphing formation that was levitating fixed above the water. It was like a solid hologram, floating in a fixed point above the water. It was morphing between pyramids, giant baby doll heads and DNA chains and what have you. It was also changing colours but the base one was always gold.
I don't remember what happened then but I'm sure that on Cipher's order I killed the first guide.
Then I was in the living room. I was lucid dreaming and sleep walking. I was aware of my surroundings. I also had headphones on for some reason. There were people in the living room - my mom, brother and a woman I don't know. Not very high, rather plump and was wearing plum two-piece and a hat. (Now that I think about it she reminds me a bit of Umbridge...)
I think I went to the yard again... At some point in the living room I caught by headset cable on something that resulted in my phone flying on the ground and scattering into pieces. Interesting thing is that it still worked without the battery inside. (At this point I have no idea if it was a dream inside the dream or just reality inside the dream.) My phone was acting weird. Its battery was broken and it still was working.
I remember my brother fiddling with the lights on the yard with a remote. I thought that for some unknown reason he shouldn't do that. I woke up a bit later.
Tbh this dream was more complicated and there was more in the dream-dream world but I simply can't remember D:
I also had another dream that was equally strange but in a different sense. It was before this one. They might have been linked somehow but... idk.
I don't think I was myself in it... me and two other kids - a boy and a girl went to the playground. They were around... 6-7 maybe. When they were playing they would leave like a- time imprints after themselves. They were translucent and were repeating what they did until then while the original kid was continuing to play. I think I've only seen the boy doing that. The girl was just standing beside and observing and laughing with the boy.
He was wearing blue dungarees and a long sleeve with stripes and she was wearing pink skirt and a jumper.
Something was telling me they were younger Mabel and Dipper even though they didn't look much alike.
I remember reading a post about how someone was so offended in their dream they woke up. I laughed at that back then but it just happened to me :"D First of I wanted to say that I don't find it offensive in a waking world but apparently my dream self does. So me and a group of people consisting of some members of my family were doing an armed ride on some... Facility. No idea what that was. Now it makes me think of mafia with some strange ideas. They were capturing women and bringing them there? This was a fenced parking lot and what seemed to be some sort of a tower with second floor made of glass. You could go underneath it and look through up but it all was pretty fogged up. I think there was a pool somewhere there. So something happened, someone we met starter streaming or something. One way or another they knew we're there and the parking lot started swarming with people with guns. I thought I need to kill the boss no matter what. So I went under the glass part and looked up, quickly realising they can see me perfectly in my black long sleeve and jeans (the boss and a lot of girls were in bathing suits.) I didn't want to be shot randomly from above so I started to take my shirt off and this lanky, bony guy with stubble and messy hair comes up to me and puts a gun to my belly button. I swapped his gun away with 'seriously you'd damages something so pretty? D:' he then patted my thigh and replied that well he likes big girls in a manner that suggested clearly that I am one. He then left me the gun and went away, leaving me with my mouth wide open and /really/ offended. I turned to my left, there were two girls in bathing suits hiding there under the staircase. I looked at them and asked 'did you hear that?!' And this is where I woke up :"D (Around 4am.) In real world I'd probably just rise my eyebrows at that because I'm 164cm tall and weight around 50- something kilos. I'm rather petit with that... Though it was pretty funny. This whole dream, that was much longer, was like an old action tv show. I kid you not. Count in my aunt driving an old red car like crazy. It was epic.
Wow I've just realised that I dreamed about Cipher and Dips all night long. It wasn't one dream - three at least, maybe five. I remember discussing with Dipper the fact that I think Bill is adorable. He seemed shocked by it. And this is where Bill appeared and I was like "srsly, Dip, look at him with his little top hat and bowtie, and his stupid puns, and everything! He's just cute!" Bill was against that idea. He's alL SEEING EVIL DEMON. But I wasn't moved by it. In the end I made Bill blush and finally be okay with it. And I think Dipper nearly got a heart attack. 8D
If I was a dream thief I would probably die on a heart attack right now because I’d bring to reality this gigantic butterfly that is twice as long as my palm, looks like a freaking flying carpet and decided tO SUCK ON MY EYE. goddamnit…….
well, it was really pretty (at the top it was orange with black flowers like a Victorian wallpaper and on the bottom it was pink) and harmless, but still. I'm not very big fan of insects.
In this dream I also had a potato on my desk that was around the size of three heads and the twigs of forsythia were sticking out of it and they were blossoming even thought it’s the beginning of fall.
maybe it sounds strange but looked amazing. The potato was standing on an old mossy log and the whole thing seemed like something taken straight out of magic forest. Even lighting was interesting - gold beams like the ones going through the leaves of trees.
it's also very interesting for me because I usually have very dark dreams
if you were a thief what would you take out from you last dream?
