Okay so this is an old dream, I actually dreamt it about four months ago but I've been telling myself over and over again to write it down. Along with a few others. About five or six dreams I think, the actual reason I started this blog because I have vivid dreams that just totally freak me out. Always always always really vivid. So from now I will post one of my old dreams a day - the important ones from the last four months - so they're here as a reminder of how fucking weird my head is.
Right. First - oldest - one.
I'm due in at work. At McDonalds. But even though I'm just sitting around at home, I know that I can't get in on time and for some reason I'm going to be four hours late. My shift is seven hours long so it should be okay.
I phone my manager, Rob, who no longer works there anyway, and he says that it will be okay for me to be so late, just get in as soon as I can and he'll find someone to do the first half of my shift.
I while the next four hours away and then go into work. And Rob tells me, "Sorry Brooke, it's okay, we don't actually need you here anymore, someone else is doing the entirety of your shift."
And I'm like, "Oh, okay, that's cool. I'll just go home then."
At this point Rob puts his hand on my shoulder and says sadly, "No, I'm sorry Brooke, but you can't go home. You have to wait here until the time of your shift is up. In the crew room." And for some reason I find this acceptable - maybe it's like a punishment or something, I don't know - and I head off to the crew room and sit down on the chairs there.
Rob comes in. "Brooke what are you doing?"
"I'm sitting in the crew room like you told me to."
He shakes his head. "This isn't the crew room." At which point he walks over to the near wall and puts his hand on a poster there. Whoosh the wall slides open to reveal another small room, entirely blue furnished only with a single red button on the far wall. It looks like a purgatory. "Well, in you go," Rob says.
As the door shuts behind me, I hear him say, "Just one thing. Don't touch the red button under any circumstance."
Yes I know, sounds lovely and cliche doesn't it. I think my conscious mind smacked my subconscious out at this point due to unoriginality because this is where the dream, which was already weird, starts to get completely and utterly warped.
Time passes. I don't know how long I've been sitting there for. And suddenly a smaller door opens in the wall and into the room run three goblins - yes, goblins - all knee-height on me, all wielding small hatchets. And they start attacking me with the said hatchets.
Now for some reason I am invincible, and the hatchets do not hurt me in the slightest. However, they are an annoyance, so I start belting out at the goblins, and they're flying all over the room as I kick and punch them but they keep coming back at me. So I persist - after all they can't hurt me - and for a while it looks like I'm going to win.
Until
a goblin runs to the far wall and presses the red button. And all of a sudden there are lasers shooting around the room, cutting into me, and now the goblins are the invincible ones and the lasers are killing me. I mean, there are holes being punched in my skin, I'm in so much pain, my blood is just pissing out everywhere, and I know I'm going to die.
And then the door opens and the goblins disappear, and Rob is standing there. "You can go home now," he says, heedless of the fact that I'm lying on the ground in a puddle of my own blood. "Time's up."
I look up at him. "Rob, I can't go home," I tell him matter-of-factly. "I'm going to die here."
He looks behind him, where two other people are standing. Chris and Nerida, who are brother and sister - and two other former managers - walk forward, lean down and help me to my feet. And I stop bleeding.
"Ready to go home?" Chris asks. I nod and he gestures to the door of the girl's change room. "Things have changed around here. We leave thataway now."
I nod blankly again and Chris and I leave through the change room door, leaving Rob and Nerida behind. And suddenly we're in a crowd of Japanese exchange students, in a multi-storeyed carpark - only said carpark has open space around the edges, not walls or bars like most do - and I'm worried because I know Ayumi must be looking for me and I'm not doing my job as a host sister. I look around but I can't find her.
Chris looks down at me, and suddenly he's not Chris but Sam - a friend of mine from school - and I realise we've reached the edge of the multi-storeyed carpark. I look down.
Far below us are the ruins of an ancient city.
Amongst the ruins I see one recognisable object - the white roof of Adelaide's Entertainment Centre.
Yes. These ruins are my own home.
I faint from a mix of shock and fear of height - a fear that I don't suffer from in real life -
And then I wake up.