by Azalea » Sat Jun 06, 2009 12:14 am
I dreamed that I missed a plane ride and that plane crashed into the ocean. That's what I get for watching the news, and one reason why I try not to watch the news.
But I kept redreaming it over and over with different scenarios. It was kind of strange.
See, it was a school/class trip, either to Rio or to Japan, I'm not sure which. But anyhow, I was rushing and somehow I ended up on the plane with only my lunchbox, 70 cents, and my iPod (but no earpieces, how useless). People kept pestering me to get my luggage, so I got off and ran. I was at a park/basketball court thing, and I saw a friend of mine who I haven't seen in a while. She handed me my luggage, a pillow, and a sheet, apparently from the last time I slept over. I hugged her and thanked her and then ran back, for some reason not caring that I knew I'd miss the plane. I did. I went to the airport cafe, where I met, let's call her Sally. Sally told me that she saw I wasn't on and decided to wait for me. I asked about Hallie, and she apparently went home. Jane, too. So I waited there. The first time, the plane actually exploded. I experienced it sort of from the point of view of a random person on it. They tried to chloroform people and knock them unconscious so they wouldn't be hurt when they died. But somehow they got off with seconds to spare?
People on the ground thought everyone was dead. Alison (friend with luggage) thought I was on the plane, and was crying in the park. Here's where it got weirder. Zeb and Ben and Aiden (And Leona, I think) were staying in the airport hotel overlooking the park, and Zeb went down and comforted Alison, although not the nicest way possible. Even in a dream and being nice-ish, Zeb was still Zeb.
Then it replayed back.
Instead, the plane was just going to crash into the ocean, somewhere around the Bermuda Triangle/Ruins of Atlantis. Ben and Aiden rifted aboard and gathered everyone they could and as much as they could carry, then rifted to the ground. (Ben made the rift, of course.) The plane went under the ocean with a splash and there were the ruins and whoa.
Then again.
The same thing happened, only this time there was more time and everyone got off, including the pilot and staff. And most of the pets from the cargo. Then into the ocean again.
I remember something about Leona spontaneously appearing and criticizing the pilot, saying something about "even I could fly better than that." I'm sure. When the newspeople discovered the people who had supposedly drowned, they asked question after question about how they were still alive, but all they got was something like "A strange white-haired man came aboard and rescued us." It was left up for interpretation. Everyone was fine, happy ending, happy ending.
And this is why I shouldn't watch the news. >.<
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