I had these two dreams, one after the other, and it was kinda like if Harry Potter caused a zombie war. Here it goes...
Dream 1:
There's this Harry Potter like event going on in an enclosed theme park similar to the one at in the middle of Mall of America. I have to sneak in to retrieve or give something...I don't quite remember what. Everyone is having fun around me, but I'm seriously creeped out. Why? Because the animals and insects watch and follow you like spies, and there's these evil, little, yellow clay creatures running around. Everyone thinks they're animatronic or something, but I can tell they're not.
The main event is going to start soon, and I want out. I go to the staff people poising as guards at one of the exits. I tell them I need to get out. They say I can't because no one is allowed to leave. I tell them I snuck in, don't have a ticket, and really should leave. One of the guard people tells me to meet over by the door on the right. She opens a door that leads to the theme park's kitchen, but something is weird because she's freaking out. She says out loud, "this is strange," and then I realize there's no one in the kitchen, the lights are off, and all the water is running.
I open a big door to see what's going on in the theme park. The lights are dimmed in there, people are all watching what's happening in the center of the park, and lightning starts fling towards some tall guy with a big staff. I think the show must be some sight, and how there's something wrong with all these dangerous effects happening so close to kids. I then turn my attention to the guard and help her turn off all the faucets.
After I leave the theme park, I go straight to pick up my brother at my uncle and aunt's home. When I get there, all the cousins are playing and having fun. They just got a cute teddy bear toy that's playing around..and walking around...by itself. I don't like it, but everyone else, including my brother, is having fun, so I stay for dinner.
As the night goes on, the bear starts to becoming more violent. It starts to bite and break things. It's easy to stop at first, but it's getting increasingly stronger. We don't know how to stop it. My brother, cousin Alan, and I devise different makeshift containers to put the evil bear in, but it eventually breaks out of every one. I guess we were trying to preserve the bear, so we could bring it to someone in the morning. Eventually, the bear just wants to kill us all, and we decide to cut it's arms off. Cutting the arms off seems to pacify the bear, and they go off to hang the bear up somewhere. I'm pretty worn out.
Dream 2:
I'm driving home with my brother. I told everyone I'd be back, but I just wanted to go home. It's been a long night. I asked my brother if he was okay with that, and he says, "yeah, that's fine." As we're driving on the on ramp for a small highway, an explosion goes off behind us. I actually hear and feel the force of the explosion push my car a little to the side, but I continue driving forward. (btw, there's never been an explosion in my dreams before, and I've never been in one either...how do I feel an explosion in my dream?!)
It's almost dawn. My brother and I notice there's people running around on the bridges and possibly setting off bombs. I start driving faster. I think they're trying to stop people from leaving the area. My brother tells me to stop soon because he thinks we risk being killed if we continue to drive near collapsing bridges.
I find an entrance to a hotel like structure, and we scramble in. Other people are running in panic around us. There's the sound of gunfire and explosions in the distance. It's complete chaos. I'm running up the stairwell of the hotel, but I'm really confused. I'm trying to find something, but I don't know what. I noticed everyone around me looks deathly pale and has disheveled, straight, black hair. They're all female. They all have a similar face and body. They're all looking for something too. My brother is gone, but it doesn't really matter.
A women finds a chip in the paint on the wall, and we all descend on the paint to peel it away. Maybe what we're looking for is under the paint. It's just a mirror, but I see that I look just like them now. We all look the same.
We reach the roof top, and there's military people setting up a base. There's also dead women on the ground that look similar to us. One of the military people sees us and yells, "Witches!" He takes out a sonic, non-lethal weapon and aims it at us. It hurts my ears but little else. The woman to the left of me screams and collapses.
The ones that don't collapse get medical attention. The ones that collapse are left to die. They think it's a disease, and they're calling those affected "Witches." In the part of my mind that's still me, I remember the bear. I think we're going to be like those bears. We're going to become violent. What's worse, people are becoming Witches faster than they can stop it.
...and then I wake up to the feeling of doom.
Dream 1:
There's this Harry Potter like event going on in an enclosed theme park similar to the one at in the middle of Mall of America. I have to sneak in to retrieve or give something...I don't quite remember what. Everyone is having fun around me, but I'm seriously creeped out. Why? Because the animals and insects watch and follow you like spies, and there's these evil, little, yellow clay creatures running around. Everyone thinks they're animatronic or something, but I can tell they're not.
The main event is going to start soon, and I want out. I go to the staff people poising as guards at one of the exits. I tell them I need to get out. They say I can't because no one is allowed to leave. I tell them I snuck in, don't have a ticket, and really should leave. One of the guard people tells me to meet over by the door on the right. She opens a door that leads to the theme park's kitchen, but something is weird because she's freaking out. She says out loud, "this is strange," and then I realize there's no one in the kitchen, the lights are off, and all the water is running.
I open a big door to see what's going on in the theme park. The lights are dimmed in there, people are all watching what's happening in the center of the park, and lightning starts fling towards some tall guy with a big staff. I think the show must be some sight, and how there's something wrong with all these dangerous effects happening so close to kids. I then turn my attention to the guard and help her turn off all the faucets.
After I leave the theme park, I go straight to pick up my brother at my uncle and aunt's home. When I get there, all the cousins are playing and having fun. They just got a cute teddy bear toy that's playing around..and walking around...by itself. I don't like it, but everyone else, including my brother, is having fun, so I stay for dinner.
As the night goes on, the bear starts to becoming more violent. It starts to bite and break things. It's easy to stop at first, but it's getting increasingly stronger. We don't know how to stop it. My brother, cousin Alan, and I devise different makeshift containers to put the evil bear in, but it eventually breaks out of every one. I guess we were trying to preserve the bear, so we could bring it to someone in the morning. Eventually, the bear just wants to kill us all, and we decide to cut it's arms off. Cutting the arms off seems to pacify the bear, and they go off to hang the bear up somewhere. I'm pretty worn out.
Dream 2:
I'm driving home with my brother. I told everyone I'd be back, but I just wanted to go home. It's been a long night. I asked my brother if he was okay with that, and he says, "yeah, that's fine." As we're driving on the on ramp for a small highway, an explosion goes off behind us. I actually hear and feel the force of the explosion push my car a little to the side, but I continue driving forward. (btw, there's never been an explosion in my dreams before, and I've never been in one either...how do I feel an explosion in my dream?!)
It's almost dawn. My brother and I notice there's people running around on the bridges and possibly setting off bombs. I start driving faster. I think they're trying to stop people from leaving the area. My brother tells me to stop soon because he thinks we risk being killed if we continue to drive near collapsing bridges.
I find an entrance to a hotel like structure, and we scramble in. Other people are running in panic around us. There's the sound of gunfire and explosions in the distance. It's complete chaos. I'm running up the stairwell of the hotel, but I'm really confused. I'm trying to find something, but I don't know what. I noticed everyone around me looks deathly pale and has disheveled, straight, black hair. They're all female. They all have a similar face and body. They're all looking for something too. My brother is gone, but it doesn't really matter.
A women finds a chip in the paint on the wall, and we all descend on the paint to peel it away. Maybe what we're looking for is under the paint. It's just a mirror, but I see that I look just like them now. We all look the same.
We reach the roof top, and there's military people setting up a base. There's also dead women on the ground that look similar to us. One of the military people sees us and yells, "Witches!" He takes out a sonic, non-lethal weapon and aims it at us. It hurts my ears but little else. The woman to the left of me screams and collapses.
The ones that don't collapse get medical attention. The ones that collapse are left to die. They think it's a disease, and they're calling those affected "Witches." In the part of my mind that's still me, I remember the bear. I think we're going to be like those bears. We're going to become violent. What's worse, people are becoming Witches faster than they can stop it.
...and then I wake up to the feeling of doom.