The Dreams of Hannah

I had a long dream about an evil psycho killer who locked me and several other people (including Kayla and Bernadette Peters... celebrity cameo, heh) up in my house and started killing us one by one. I remember he had an assistant.

At one point there were only five or six of us left, me among them. I started planning with one of the girls to escape. One of the guys told me he'd done this before and he could help us if we needed it. However, next thing I remember, that guy was dead. Obviously he wasn't THAT adept at escaping.

I still wanted to escape... I remember I went to each of the doors and there wasn't a guard there, so I assumed the killer had booby trapped them to explode or something as soon as I opened the door. I kept trying to find ways to get out the door but then would think of a new trap that he probably had in place. Yet I couldn't find any ways of checking whether these traps existed other than just walking out the front door.

Toward the end, he came to kill me, except at this point I had turned into Julie. (Hmm... usually I keep my own identity in dreams, but apparently not this time.) He walked into my bedroom and I asked if he was going to kill me. He replied, "No pressure, but yes." He took out a blue scarf that he apparently planned to strangle me with. I kept on asking him questions, hoping it'd distract him, but it didn't, he just got more and more frustrated with me. I don't remember what happened next at all...

Labels: bernadette peters, julie, kayla

I had this long, long, long dream that I remember some of... I dreamed I went up this short set of stairs to a table in a restaurant where my dad was sitting with three guys he apparently knew from a long time ago. Their names were Greg, Craig, and Bob (talk about generic guys' names!) Bob was blind, and had a sort of yellow-ish scar on his arm and kept saying that that was why he was blind. (I figured it was some sort of acid scar.) He was complaining that he was unemployed, and Dad promptly spoke up and said Bethany could offer him a job. Later on, when he told Bethany, she was irate, because she hadn't offered this guy a job, Dad had just decided on his own to offer it to the guy.

Then I was in this video game, playing from the character's point of view. This red and green monster kept showing up - it was sort of hunchbackish, all bent over... actually he looked sort of like a scaly Christmas-colored version of the Beast on Broadway... and I kept having to escape from him. I had little piles of notebooks lying around and if I read them they gave me hints. But I kept forgetting to read them, and my "sister" and "father" in the game would laugh at me because I was stupid and didn't get the hints.

At one point the hints told me to lure the monster into my bedroom and then run out, which I did. For some reason, the monster then passed out on the bed and I was supposed to close the door and lock it before he could get out. But it seemed to take me forever to close the door and as I was trying to lock it, the monster opened the door and just grinned at me. Very creepy...

Labels: beauty and the beast, bethany, dad

I had a very, very long, weird dream... I'll recount as much of it as I can.

I was at some sort of youth function, as a student. It was sort of like a missions trip, it was week-long, except it was held at the church. And we'd alternate where we went every day. Half the days we'd stay at the church and do something fun, the other half we'd go out and minister to people. Except for some reason I only ended up doing the fun stuff, and they decided to go bowling. (So much for staying at the church.) We drove out to this deserted road, in a big van, and for some reason Kim C. was following us in her car. We stopped on the deserted road, got out, and talked for while with Kim by the side of the road.

Next thing I know, we're at the bowling place, except it's not bowling anymore, it's laser tag, and Shannon from Green Bay is running it. I remember Stefanie being there and for some reason I was all worried she wouldn't have any fun there.

And then... I'm back at the church, helping with a VBS thing. The kids are having their Bible lesson and I, as apparently the only leader, am sitting on a blanket on the floor in the fellowship hall. The kids are all lined up neatly, reading this little book that was given to them. Suddenly this girl pipes up, apparently reading from the book, "LAMIDO means Hannah. And GLECKL means Crystal." She had found a list of names translated into other languages. So I was like, "Crystal - I take it your name's Crystal?" She nodded. "Why don't you not read until snack time?" Then I notice the snack coordinators laying out the napkins and cookies and stuff. "Which, I guess, is in like 30 seconds. So you can go eat." And the kids all jump up and go eat.

I'm still sitting there on my blanket when some guy walks up to me (I can't see who it is), sits down next to me and says, "Would you like to hear the story of my life?" and belts into song about how he went to college but he doesn't believe it in anymore... (Heh, I'm thinking along the lines of "Dancing Through Life" *grin*)

Apparently he really charmed me with this weird song, because in the next scene, it's Christmas and this guy and I are dating (as IF). I bring him over to my house to meet my parents, who are setting up a Christmas tree outside. (Hmm.) Dad's bringing down a huge box of ornaments from the attic, but my very rude bf just stands there, not helping Dad, who is dragging the box down the stairs and singing very loudly. My bf starts tapping his feet in time to the music, although the whole time he's got this blank stare on his face. Apparently he gets the idea that it might be good to help Dad with the box, and picks the other end up, still marching his feet in time to the music. Dad looks at him and proclaims, "You're supposed to RANT! And RAVE!"

Then there's this sequence with two other bfs doing this, my bringing them home to meet my parents and the tree decorating and the guys behaving very rudely... heh... I guess apparently I boot 'em out after that, because it's always a new guy.

Now if THAT dream has a meaning, I'm not sure I want to know what it is...

Labels: dad, kim c, stefanie, wicked

I dreamed that I was listening to "When Radio Was" - a radio show that plays old radio programs from the '40's and '50's - and it announced that the next show was "Affair" by Tyler J______ (somebody I know), as performed at Sterling Christian School. I remembered learning that Tyler had written a show to be performed at SHS, so I am not sure why it was being performed at SCS, especially as I had seen the posters for it and it looked like rather a racy show.

I wanted to get this recorded on tape, so I ran into my parents' room and put a cassette in the stereo and started it recording. Then I walked back to my room but on the way, peeked into the little boys' room. Mom was in there, holding Seth, whose eyes were glowing. No, not glowing... They were giving their own light, actually. Bright green light. Mom was panicking, saying, "Oh, Seth, please, please don't have green eyes!" So I turned to him and, in mock seriousness, said, "Yes, Seth, don't have green eyes!" And the glow from his eyes faded until he just had normal green eyes. But they looked kind of like stones. Very shiny and freaky.

Then Seth spoke, although somehow he had turned into Joel, and he said, "I'm five foot brown." Which for some reason struck me as hilariously funny and I started laughing and then I woke myself up laughing. Heh...

Labels: joel, mom, seth, tyler