Whenever I have a cool dream, I'll post it here.
Dream #1: Immobile (Nightmare)
I opened my eyes to find myself in a long hallway. I looked to my left and saw a lantern, so dimly lit that I could only see a mere 20 feet in front of me. I suddenly heard a petrifyingly inhuman scream. Something lurched into the light. It had extremely long arms, pale blue skin, and blood was oozing out of its eyes and mouth. I tried to run, but my legs acted like lead, refusing to move. I opened my mouth to scream, yet no sound emerged. I looked back towards the hideous beast. It was a few feet closer. It was slowly making its way towards me. My brain was yelling at me, "Run! Go! Shout for help!" while my body remained immobile. I was helpless. The monster was maybe seven feet away from me, and I gave up. I raised my low-hung head; it was inches away from my face. It raised its clawed hand, and I closed my eyes and braced for impact.
Dream #2: RHG
Okay, so I'm on some sort of bus. We stop and a bunch of people get on. But we're all stickmen. I see a blue stick with bright cyan eyes carrying a yo-yo. Then I see a sort of olivey-lime green stick with a katana on his back. Then a black stick with a red headband and bright scarlet nunchucks. I look up to the front of the bus and there's a little electric sign showing the destination. It read 'RHG Arena". I looked down at myself. I was dark red, almost maroon. "Skyline," I said aloud. "My name is Skyline." Chuck stared at me awkwardly. He laughed and said casually, "You're wierd, man." At another stop, I noticed Jomm, Umbrella and Franky get on. Our next stop was the arena. There was a man at the front desk. He assigned each of us an arena. I blink, but when I open my eyes, I'm Umbrella. I see a blue stickman with some sort of metal on his hands. "Oxob," I mutter. A bell rang, and I lunged for him with one swift movement of my wings. He stepped to the right and dodged, but I came back around fast, and was ready to kill. But I was met with carbon-steel to the face. I was swept off my feet. I stood back up, turned around, and he was sprinting at me. I flew upward, then came back down with ground-shaking impact. He struggled for balance, and I saw my opportunity. I darted at him and stabbed him with my closed umbrella. He looked up at me with helpless eyes. I smirked and opened the umbrella. (Will finish later.)
