Just had a dream which went something like this:
It started in my secondary school, but it looked like how I imagined secondary school would look like when I was still in primary school. So basically much larger and more grim. Think Batman Arkham Asylum, just without the monsters.
The blue darkness outside the windows and the yellowed lights inside made everything look like it was about 7PM in November or something.
I was walking down the hallway and spotted my friend Carrot Dimes, he saw me and we started walking together. Can’t recall what we were talking about but at some point he brings up Oldfest (annual school festival).
We go deeper into the school and that’s where they were holding Oldfest. They usually do it outside but I guessed that, because it was raining horribly, there was no point. This part gets blurry but I remember walking around with Carrot Dimes, Aaron and Mia for most of it. Also at some point Carrot Dimes and I were asked if we wanted to play on stage, but we said no because our drummer had fucked off somewhere.
The next part brings us to some huge field in the middle of nowhere, but I guess it was some sort of school trip where every class in the school was brought along. A lot of people. Anyway, I stick with Carrot Dimes because I still had no idea what was going on.
We get inside the biggest (what looks like a) cricket practice cage, just without all the equipment. There’s net covering all sides and it’s about two stories high, it’s long, with a door on one end and another door on the side, closest to me and Carrot Dimes. It was just OUR year in the cage by the way. It looked like about 70 people.
I guess we were doing a tour or something because everybody else was at the door on the end, kind of listening. If we’re talking in dinner table terms, they were sat at the end of the table, while I was sat with Carrot Dimes on the side about 3-4 chairs down, on their left (depending on how long the table is).
Unfortunately in the dream world, my eyesight is still shite. However, I could make out that a little white chicken had somehow flown INTO the cage, I think there were some gaps at the top or something? God knows.
I taunted it when it flew closer to us. It’s flies away quicker and then disappears on the opposite end. Suddenly, like a jet plane or something, I see it coming right towards my head. I duck down at the last second and turn around to see it speed away back where it got in.
Carrot Dimes and I are freaking out, because it looked really angry. Not even a second later, from the same gap that the white chicken flew through, hundreds if not thousands of birds (pigeons or crows??) start flowing into the cage.
Everyone is sort of ducking and watching for their heads when I realised that the side door was wide open. I grabbed Carrot Dimes and we got through that side door ASAP. We left the cage to see all these birds sort of just flowing through this cage.
There were so many birds that some would hit into one another and die. I only found out about that part when I noticed a bunch of dead birds by my feet. I was really surprised that no one got covered in shit. It was also quite quiet, with just the constant noise of bird wings flapping. And also people screaming.
Carrot Dimes and I walked to the end of this field and noticed a bunch of mountain bikes. The only way we’re going to get out of here quickly is by bike so we stole some and started going through some forest. Uphill.
It was a stupid idea but in the dream world, a bike always goes very fast. Also, I forgot to mention that the weather was lovely this time around. As some New Yorkers might say, it was “9/11 weather”.
We get to the end of this forest and it opens up into a huge clearing, a little town. We didn’t notice but about 30 odd people were cycling behind us too, they were all from our school.
We all walk into this one building and there were literally 2 paintings and a lamp on the wall. This building is hard to describe because it doesn’t make sense, but it was like a rectangle, built with limestone or something, red roof tiles on top and a little door on the end which we all used to get inside. That was it.
The only thing I remember about this part was that one of my music teachers, Mrs Robinson, popped her head up from the window, only for a second. It freaked everyone out and they screamed so loud that a new frequency was discovered.
I can’t remember the rest of the dream, but nothing THAT crazy happened afterwards. I decided to write this because it was the first vivid dream I’ve had in a long time. Thank you for reading.
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