Dreaming in Digital

I don't remember what I dreamt about but I woke up because I heard a woman's frightened screaming in my mind.

I was following the story or I was in the shoes of a name that I can't remember (but we'll call "The Great Arc Praxsis" because name shared similar grandness). As the dream went on, I followed it from end to beginning like a movie, and in the end, the credits said it was a Disney movie. To play the story right, it began as I entered Arc's classroom. Class had either ended or hasn't started but there were many students sitting in chairs and on desks socializing with one another. Arc was a swave character, sitting on the top of the second row of desks to the left (facing the front where there was a chalk board and in between them, a huge cauldron in a fireplace). In the dim-lit room of dark stone walls and floors and illuminant red-orange cracks and sealant, he was talking with his classmates who appeared either normal (dressed as if for the American Band Stand), or dressed in hooded rags. I over heard that the prettiest, smartest girl had a crush on Arc and made and used the second strongest love potion on him. He only laughed and said it wouldn't have an effect on him. I went over to his little brother about twelve to fourteen in age sitting in the backrow with two of his friends. They were getting their artwork ready for an artist alley in an anime convention. Arc called to him and hinted he wanted them to leave, so they did. I don't remember much of what happened, but I remember being at a department store like Zellers and my cousin, him and I were paying for the things we bought. I bought things and clothes to help me with my university residence. I don't know about everyone else. I remember at the end, everyone was crying and Arc was there with the girl who liked him and he liked back. They were both upset because his kid brother had dressed up to pretend to be him, since he had a crush on the same girl, but some of Arc's classmates came and ambushed him when he met up with her. I heard one guy say, "I think I killed him" before the scene went black and ended.

Note: I think Arc had learned defensive fighting that his little brother didn't know.

The people who live I'm our basement had to leave for a while, so they let us use the master bedroom downstairs. My sister and I were in there for a little while; then it grew hot. I went into the hall and a dog was barking with it's head in the window and through the broken screen. I went to it and closed the window shut. The guy who is the boyfriend of the tenant downstairs told me from outside that the dog doesn't like having the window shut, but I told him I gave it no choice. The guy was inside the next minute and my mom, dad and I looked through a box of our old stuff. I found a big blue messenger bag I use to have wanting to give it to salvation army. I checked the pockets and pulled out a bottle of blue nailpolish dripping in my hand. When I cleaned up the guy, my sister and I went into the other bedroom, but before we went in, the guy told us that we were cursed because of the spirits in the basement and that's why only one room was open to visit. We stayed in the other room because we were contaminated. I figured out that if we opened the window, we would get rid of the spirits in the room and the ones that attached themselves on us.

I had two NCIS dreams. In the first, I was at Jimmy Palmer's house where I had dinner and slept over. My sister was there, as well as two of my cousins and some of the children at church.It was night and we were watching television when many large ants appeared around the house.

I was walking the deck of a cruise ship when I ran into Ziva David. We walked around in the sun talking and looking for Tony Dinozzo. It was possible that we were going to meet up with him for lunch, since Ziva and I stopped at a table on the second floor of the deck, where Tony found us. As we were walking there, I asked Ziva where was she when their coworker, Tim McGee, was doing (something for undercover or stakeout work), but I don't remember her response. When we saw Tony, I was really happy. These two were like older siblings to me. As Ziva and Tony conversed, I was wondering whether I should jump on him for a piggyback ride, but then I thought oh how weird he'd look with a grown woman on his back. I wanted a hug, but using him as a playground felt like more fun. On this day, Ziva wore a maroon long-sleeved shirt and carried a black, small backpack over her right shoulder.Tony wore black sunglasses and a baby blue, collared, short-sleeved shirt. The table was white or had a white table cloth.

I was at my cousin's, Shirly's, house the whole day. It was her birthday party. I stayed in her room mostly searching at her garden there. Her room was a garden. I found three of four flowers/herbs on a scavager paper. I was behind compared with everyone. I was expecting Axel to pick me up atnight to stay over at his house and my cousins knew. Shirly took me downstairs to the livingroom and showed me an anime game trailer I could take with me.

Iwas at a university campus that looked like a high school. I was outside with my coworkers as if we were NCIS agents. In the next moment, I saw a boy holding a can releasing gas. His plan was to kill everyone in one of the buildings. He had sealed every exit off and trapped the whole main floor with the can of gas, which the can gave me the impression that the gas emitted was poisonous or thick. He was planning on suffocating the building. The door he closed behind him was a simple bolt, as the ones seen for crates at docks. With him at the door and while I spoke something to him, I unbolted it and carefully asked him to come outside.

I was attacked by a person, but I don't remember whether they were male or female. They hurt me that I was paralyzed but I barely felt pain. The person was chased off by two young adult girls dressed in gothic Lolita (one in red and the other in blue). These two girls were my caretakers for the house and for myself. My husband came in and helped me sit up since I lay on my face. From the back, he looked like Michael Weatherly. There were glass shards everywhere I lay and my white night gown was soaked with water. The glass that broke was a giant water pitcher/gallon dispenser. I could move my arms but not my legs. I was given a blue cloth that I bunched together and wiped myself clean with (not dry).