Dreaming in Digital

I cannot remember most of my dream, but I was sitting on a bus beside a window. It was a transit bus, but the windows were placed like a school bus'. I was wearing Isica's blue jacket (except it was loose on me) and baggy, blue jeans as I stared out the window where the sky was dark and slate. The window was pretty big and bordering it was black. I sat cross legged and crossed my arms; my red backpack was on the floor beside my feet.

My American history class from high school and I were in an old house. It was dusty and abandoned with chips of wood sticking out of the walls. All the old furniture were moved to one side of the room, tightly packed against the wall. Something happened, which I don't remember. I looked outside and to another house. There was a green, eerie glow coming out of the windows. I turned around and saw that the heads of my classmates had appeared to be canvases; their faces painted on, but their mouths were melting off and a hole took its place; I could see through them. I was telling them about the eerie green glow, but my voice sounded mumbled. They too, were trying to say something-- trying to warn me. Their cries were mumbled. I finally decided to see what the fuss was so I turned to a mirror and saw that my face was melting. I screamed.

I dreamt I was all dressed up in a baby blue, poofy dress and was all set to go to the prom. I sat in front of the television with Yuriy Ivanov (from Beyblade) sitting on an armchair to my right. He was deep in thought about something. On the television was a movie; a Sanish family was seated around a circular table eating dinner. It focused more on the little boy and girl who were siblings. My mother came downstairs and said something that I didn't catch 'cause I woke up again.