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Sep. 4th, 2002 01:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zesty_pintoI am going to wake up with a groggy sensation, I just know it.
I've been trying to sleep for the past few hours but to no avail. I have this feeling I'm going to have spend the rest of this week adjusting my circadian rhythm. So instead, I will release something in my mind: a dream I had that I vividly remember.
It was a new world. I represented a small representation of mankind, for most of mankind was gone now. There was mostly wilds... and the new sentient race, a race of reptile or alien I believe. I suppose they had already taken care of most of mankind, or perhaps I was one of the few selected to sabotage and scout them... I don't remember bones of any of the dead, so I might assume the latter. Along bright open sky and meadows over a dangerously high cliff, I dodged and ran and struck at them with what firearms I had... I believe it was a submachine gun. I was mostly dodging them and firing back, keeping my pace far enough to make sure they couldn't get an accurate shot on me. ...and then I found an old bunker, just in time: they had sent bombardments.
I walked through the rusted-out compound, finding it to be some sort of facility: bridges of rusted steel made paths around the cliff in the lower way and I was able to find extra ammunition just in case. When I continued exploring, it was sometimes through darkness, and sometimes through the light of day. One particular part of the complex I remember passing by held various living quarters in an atrium-like fashion, rusted out though, and far from attractive. As I explored one of the rooms, though, that was when I was attacked from surprise by some small creature that was trying to lunge for me. I shot at it but then the room's floor was caving in on me... it was dark, and I can't remember the rest. My analysis to this though is that I've probably been playing too much Half Life.
I've been trying to sleep for the past few hours but to no avail. I have this feeling I'm going to have spend the rest of this week adjusting my circadian rhythm. So instead, I will release something in my mind: a dream I had that I vividly remember.
It was a new world. I represented a small representation of mankind, for most of mankind was gone now. There was mostly wilds... and the new sentient race, a race of reptile or alien I believe. I suppose they had already taken care of most of mankind, or perhaps I was one of the few selected to sabotage and scout them... I don't remember bones of any of the dead, so I might assume the latter. Along bright open sky and meadows over a dangerously high cliff, I dodged and ran and struck at them with what firearms I had... I believe it was a submachine gun. I was mostly dodging them and firing back, keeping my pace far enough to make sure they couldn't get an accurate shot on me. ...and then I found an old bunker, just in time: they had sent bombardments.
I walked through the rusted-out compound, finding it to be some sort of facility: bridges of rusted steel made paths around the cliff in the lower way and I was able to find extra ammunition just in case. When I continued exploring, it was sometimes through darkness, and sometimes through the light of day. One particular part of the complex I remember passing by held various living quarters in an atrium-like fashion, rusted out though, and far from attractive. As I explored one of the rooms, though, that was when I was attacked from surprise by some small creature that was trying to lunge for me. I shot at it but then the room's floor was caving in on me... it was dark, and I can't remember the rest. My analysis to this though is that I've probably been playing too much Half Life.
