Now I never get to see how the story ends...
I had the strangest dream this morning...
I can't remember anything before the last 1/3 of it. But I remember I was running, from men with guns and army bio suits. I remember that I was in some sort of eco friendly compound, on an island, where the buildings were designed to look like they had grown out of the environment (perhaps they did) and I was on a high level being chased towards an large open terrace.
I remember running and catching a glimpse of clothes lines bellow and without a second thought I leapt off the balcony and onto the lines trying to distribute my weight evenly in the hopes of not breaking them all and falling to my death at least 30 feet bellow. Amazingly enough they held my weight and stretched a bit (I think some of them broke and I was able to make my way slowly to the ground. Apparently all the men with guns didn't want to follow my way. So I was on the ground floor and they were trouping down the stairs towards me. I ran into a woman who I vaguely recognized (next time I see her I will have to tell her she was in my dream) but in the dream she was apparently in charge of falconry in the compound. she was also hiding from the men with guns and we decided to stick together... so we decided that the best thing to do was get as much distance between them and us so we ran towards the dock area for the island only when we were about a hundred yards away we saw more men in pontoon boats pull up to the dock and start unloading really really big guns. now we were in the middle of open ground with about the same distance between us and the only piece of cover (a truck half buried in a hillside) and they had spotted us... and they had really large guns... so we turned on our heels and started running towards the truck as bullet ripped the grass behind us and bullets began to whiz past our heads.
When suddenly there was this loud buzzing sound... I tried to ignore it but it kept growing louder... the truck... only a few more yards just make it to the truck... louder and louder... buzzzzz... Just about there... the woman still running beside me... buzz... bullets hitting the side of the truck... sparking tearing at the metal...
... and my eyes snap open to...
... quiet living room... my cell phone alarm going off to let me know it's time to wake up...
I flop breathlessly back down onto the couch... still feeling out of breath from running... grab for the phone and put it on snooze... lying to myself that I will be able to get back to sleep...
... hoping beyond hope that I can get back there... save us both and perhaps the whole island from this invading army... I'm just sure that my head had it all planned out...
damn it... how does the story end... anybody do hypnosis? It's like walking out half way through a movie... I wanna know what happens.