Dreaming in Digital

20210122

I worked for World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE) and I got to tour with the boys.

I saw Michelle McCool talk on Zoom to family and friends on her laptop. When she picked it up, I saw sticky markings of tape on the bottom of the laptop. I also saw her daughter.

One night, a group of men picked on one of the performers and a fight broke out. Gang versus wrestlers: I could do nothing but watch. At the end, everyone was bruised, but I had to get them on the tour bus and on our way to the next gig. I helped Jeff Hardy sit up as he was lying on a table. There were puncture wounds on his back and another larger one was bleeding heavily. I put pressure on it to stop the bleeding.

On the ground floor of a small mall, some stickers covered the window of a facility. I read a sign at the door saying they'd be starting a WWE training facility here. On the wall, I saw a trophy case with a championship belt and John Cena's chains. I got excited and ran to tell Cookie, while turning back to point at the display. This young man took the chains and ran. I went after him because he was stealing. I ran past Batista and Cena doing a TV interview and I yelled, "they've got Cena's chains!"

I lost his trail a second to find another guy run past me with the belt. I followed him to the parking lot, where he jumped into the same truck as the chain thief.

It was sunset when I followed them to their house. I banged on the door; they opened it. I attacked them, yelling, "you thieves!"

They tried to stop me, yelling "whoa, whoa, whoa! I work for them!" I stopped when a man in a suit rushed in and said that was the truth.

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In a dated period of Japan, I was in the shoes of a young Japanese woman in an everyday kimono; my chestnut hair was long and braided down my back. I was delivering a sword I'd made to a man during the festival. Wandering into an old, wooden shop. I asked a lady in a lavished kimono, who stood behind a booth desk, if she'd seen Mr. Sayaka...? Sakaya? (I struggled with his name in the dream). She hadn't, and so I wandered further into the wooden structure which resembled a mall. I took the stairs down to see a troll. Charging towards it, I realized Sayado-san was curled into a ball beneath it, protecting a little boy. I kicked it. I pulled out the sword, getting his attention and giving them time to run. The troll picked me up and flung me into the air.

(I woke up because of my alarm)
Awaking somewhere else outside the mall, I ran into the same entrance I took before and down the stairs to find the troll being prodded by young men with sticks. I looked around for Sayamo-san, who was nowhere to be found. The sword was missing as well. As it swiped at the boys, I jumped in, punching it on the side of it's face. Landing, I led it away from the cowering boys, and up another set of stairs, towards a sitting area with books shelved across the walls. The troll swiped me in there, and soon I noticed Sakayo-san had his arms around me with the sword by his side. He had greying hair, probably twenty years older than I was, but his face was still quite young.

I can't remember who saved us, but it was someone from the [King of Fighters] (not Iori, Kyo, or K'). They smacked the troll around and then led the troll away from us. Samako-san pulled me to my feet, and as my legs couldn't stay steady, he held me in a hug. I felt my chest swell and my cheeks flush as he kissed me. When I could stand on my own, he left with the sword.

(Another part after waking)
I walked along a dock to see two familiar faces with their toddler, sitting at a picnic bench and relaxing from the festivities.

(Woke up again)
I was running along a wall, away from something. Along the way, I waved to a boy. "Hi Kusanagi," I yelled as I ran past him.

At first, I watched my partners stalk around a location, on a mission to find a certain man. I don't remember what happened, but they were successful.

Then it was my turn. My partner was a man named Josh. He was tall, in his mid-20s with dark hair. With us was a younger woman with white-blonde, straw-like hair that reached her shoulders. She was the daughter of our villain - the witness to his crimes.

In the second mission, we had guns and infiltrated a Chinese restaurant. I covered their backs, while Josh moved in front, leading us to a meeting room where the daughter could work her "magic". She sat down, whispering, "what word should I use that means 'destroy'?"¹ Behind her were other Chinese men and women speaking amongst each other.

"What about 'eliminate'?"² I suggested.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?" Josh asked. With my head, I motioned to a corner of the room and we both got up to speak privately. When we were alone, a grim look came about his face. "I'm sorry," he said, pointing his gun to his stomach and pulling the trigger.³

I screamed his name, running towards him, confused at his actions but ready to catch him before he hit the ground. Everything slowed down involuntarily as I dove towards him, like a spell of slowness was cast. A bright light enveloped the room and I watched Josh fade out of consciousness and into the bright light.

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¹: words had effects. The enemy had blacklisted the word, "destroy" so it wouldn't do a thing when said.

²: this world was much like in Lexicon by Max Barry. Words did what you said. We needed to blow up a meeting room, and so the daughter was going to write "destroy" on the wall then speak it for the action to happen.

³: ideas of why Josh shot himself raced in my mind has he was going down. He either knew the word wouldn't affect him if he was hurt, or the pain would be too much for him to focus and hear the word.

There was a war between two universities, and I was on the side of the University of Toronto. We were in high school classroom for sixty students (much like my science classroom back in the day). To win this war, we had to eliminate the opposing school with candy we threw at each other; I chose hard candy as ammo, as they were hard-hitting. If you were hit, you were out.

When this battle ended, a small group if us was left. We moved to a small library with a desk and sofas. On the wall was a large television screen with floorplans to the building we were in, and a copy of it lay on a desk. Our next mission was to solve a mystery and we'd find something. My remaining team mates were two Asians (one boy and girl), two others, and our leader, who was tall, blond and male. He told us to wait and left the room.

As we waited, I studied the floorplans. Something seemed wrong about our room. I soon realized the room we were in was the wrong room, and we had to escape from it before... Before something bad happened to us. Our room was a trap. The door handle was locked, so I balled my fist and punched the mirrored glass, decorating its panels, until it shattered.

We ran outside, towards a parking lot just as our leader was unlocking his getaway car. Under the star-studded sky, our leader turned around, a sly smile on his face. He had a backpack slung over his shoulder. Congratulating us, he revealed his plan, step-by-step. He told us that sometime earlier, we'd eaten a tracking chip. I don't remember how we were distracted enough that we let him get away. The Asian boy pulled a baking tray out of his backpack. He peeled back the foil wrapping to reveal tomatoes of different sizes he'd baked earlier. By handfuls, we shoved them into his mouth, encouraging us to eat them. Tomatoes blocked the tracking signal.

I don't remember this one well, but I was doing something at an outdoor place, in a garden area with high hedges. A black woman watched me from a table. She was seated and taking notes in her little notepad, evaluating me. I was nervous, as I knew she was the health inspector.

I was in some kind of cosplay event, one where we fought as if we were in a fighting game. I can't remember who I was dressed as, but I carried a sword. The matches were from video games or shows that were made into a video game at least once. One of the matches I remember had a ghostbuster and another had Minnie Mouse (since Mickey wasn't present).

I had two nightmares. In one, there was a face I (thankfully) have forgotten. It was a hideous face with pale blue skin. Something was wrong with it's eyes. They were voided of a soul and they weren't normal eyes. In their sockets were something else, but I can't remember. Maybe there were more than one eyeball in each socket; maybe they were mouths.

In the second nightmare, I was with Dean Winchester of Supernatural. We went to investigate something, but it was pitch black. We finally reached a small spotlight and there was a figure. Dean touched him and something I don't remember happened. Then it was just the two of us, but something was wrong with my friend. His mind got slower and he laid a hand on my shoulder to steady himself, as he was dizzy. I took his hand with my own and felt something strange. I looked at his palm and there was a mouth. Startled, I quickly pulled away but his hand moved on it's own and the mouth began to gnaw on my knuckles. I felt immense pain (in my dream). I was being eaten alive.

My last dream was thankfully better. I gathered with many men in ancient roman armor. I too was dressed in this getup and it wasn't strange to everyone that I was a female warrior. I carried a two-handed broadsword, which I strapped to my back before mounting my brown and white horse. We rode fast, near the lead of the group until we ran into a giant monster. I rode around it many times for it to get dizzy, but the being had greater intelligence. I don't remember much of what happened, but a new man came along and rode with me to slay the giant form.

I was searching for jobs from a box of clippings I received and a man came to me talking about his job opening, offering it to me. At first I declined it, as I felt uncomfortable with someone trying to push their way into making my life, but when i returnedto the ad, he explained more. It was held at his house in the countryside with a lush garden and many priceless items on display, like a museum. I drove into his lot in the late afternoon and saw as he described, but with changes. Instead of the green garden, it was beginning to wither and brown. He led me to the backyard where many sat in tables, waiting for other guests to arrive to begin dinner. I was given a seat by the man and as we sat, the boss of the company walked atop a platform and greeted us all.

I was at an engagement party with Jensen Ackles, who acted as Dean Winchester in the television show Supernatural. we were in the sunlight of a park and the wedding photographer asked me to come to a grassy area with him. I followed him to a line he drew on the grass and he asked me to pose (though I don't remember all that I did). Next he asked Ackles for pictures and I followed to their photo session. The photographer was asking him to go to one side of the line and do a somersault to the son of "Carry On My Wayward Son" by Kansas. I watched with interest that I didn't Realized the world around us changed (and I was no longer part of the dream, but a spectator). The world around them was a windy desert with a lavender sky. Dressed in a thin, dirty, white shirt with the sleeves ripped out, leather suspenders and dark cargo pants, Dean Winchester was alone with an old, bone-y, lanky man covered in a thin, grey tattered grey clothing. He was teaching Dean a routine he'd need for the future; preparing him for a certain kind of attack. The day came when his training was required. The old man woke up to the vibrations of heavy footsteps. He shook Dean awake, then crept to a wide, rectangular window in the wall of their abandoned, large, steel shelter. He beckons him to see the creatures he was trained to pass. At the count of three, they jumped out of the window and began weaving through the tall creatures. They were non-hostile and travelled slowly in a caravan of their own. As they reached the end of the creatures, he heard a scream. His mentor was crushed under the steps of one of the massive creatures. The man told him to continue and not to let emotion distract him from his training. At the end, four tall, sickly blue women screeched at him from under their purple hoods. Began a spell and aimed it at him, but before she could execute it, Desn pulled out rose water and sprayed it at her. She shrieked and vanished. Off camera, someone yelled, "what was that!?" Dean looked to his right and a suited, heavy man came running to his side. "A witch," he responded. The desert was now contained in a long, glass hall beside a train station.

I travelled with four adventurers, who were also fighters. We visited various locations and each one was character specific, as only one character could see the darkness-- the monsters that came up. I was with Lightning in Final Fantasy XIII, a young, cute blond man, and a tomboyish girl who wore a long cloak. We ran from loctation to location seeking out and fighting these shadow monsters. The first location was Lightning's, as she could see the creatures. She directed us with words as she fought along side us. We followed Lightning through buildings in small cities and up elevators. Next was the blond's; we followed his instruction as we did Lightning's at first, though I wasn't sure whether once a character could see the monsters, the monsters would always be visible from that point on. I got that impression though. Next they revealed themselves to the cloaked girl once we climbed another elevator. We went down a flight of concrete stairs in a little town with dirt roads. We made our way to the rural area, stopping by a diner along the road. I was chosen to get information from the middle-aged, farmer waiter. I dressed up in short overalls and red lipstick and had blond hair in pigtails. I used a fake Southern accent as I talked with the waiter, making light conversation. As soon as the waiter left, I rushed out and regrouped with my friends by his garage. As o stepped closer to them, my heart raced in knowing it was my turn to lead. The monsters came out of the ground and I called out their location and the amount we faced. When we vanquished them, Lightning fell to the ground in weakness. She was dying as I held her up. The last words she said were, "tell Malchior I love him." She'd been in love with someone else in the first game, and now she loved her other male friend. Then I woke up.

After hanging around with the girls from girl's night, I went to a family event, but I was alone with many people. In the dream, I saw Nica's dad and Bing's dad meet each other. They looked very much like their child. There was a banquet table prepared and I ate by myself, though I eyed the valentines day heart-shaped muffins. After eating, they were almost gone. I took one heart with red sprinkles, and another that was fish-shaped. The lady watching the muffins pointed to that one and told me it was her favourite, so I tried it.

I had a dream which was a mix of E.P.I.C, Star Trek and X-Men. Arika (I think) ended up on a ship in space. It was massive that it housed environments. She was in a library of junk and garbage, arranged and organized, as well as some had their form changed to tiny bits. Arika was slinking, trying not to get caught and before she was caught, Isica pulls her in behind a rack full of hung garbage. As they waited, listening to the local mafia head, as he talked about rats being present in this room. Isica told Arika to wait, and she dove into the aisles to get their attention. She ambushed the leader and killed him, before going after the other in another aisle. When both were dead, she dragged one to a garbage shute and heard someone approach so she dove into the crushed pieces of trash bin. It was Kirk and Spock from Star Trek, and they crashed into the ship in space not too long ago. They were lost. I don't remember what happened here, but suddenly the alarm rang about another space ship near us. Isica got out of the bin and slimmed through the aisles to have a look at who the voices belonged to. She was surprised to see another ship with its cockpit aimed towards space. There was a huge map on a digital screen shoeing radar of the attackers and the surrounding topography of planets. She asked them what that was, never seeing their screen or technology before, but everyone ignored her question as they prepared for battle. Arika left the hiding and wandered around the library of organized trash, running into Logan of X-Men. He was the ship's chef and told her to come along. They reached a room where Logan told her to put on a space suit as he was putting one on and together, they jumped into a shute in the wall which brought them to the cold, darkness of space. They were going to help defend the ship from outside.

I don't remember the details of the two dreams I remember having.

In my first dream, I was with my family. I remember my dad being there clearly. I think we were eating out at a restaurant.

In my second dream, I was witnessing a battle happening at an area with partly grass and dirt. I was in Soul Eater land. The sky was purple and at night. I remember Soul Evans being part of the battle; I didn't see a trace of Maka Albarn.