Monday, July 21, 2008

Running among islands

I don't know why I keep having these Christendom-related dreams, especially with the campus being entirely different than what it really is...

This is also a mildly recurring dream, inasmuch as I recognized this version of the campus from a previous dream, but the events aren't the same.

OK, so this time, the campus is split up on different islands. Some students on one island had left their home island, crossed over the different rivers (or seas) to the other islands and taken the rest of the students hostage. The scenario is dark (because it's nighttime, not just because of cloud cover) and rainy. But in order to provide some light, there were torches being used both by some students and also set up as lights around the island.

The dream had been going on for a while. I remember that the entire student body was inside a hospital for something, but I don't recall why, nor do I recall how we got out. Where I really remember was that I was on one island was one of the hostages. They were distributing Communion to the hostages, so I decided to receive before breaking out. I didn't follow the Communion line -- I broke the line behind Sam P. and Katie F. I was going to break the line between them (because Sam was currently receiving, and I wanted to receive quickly before enacting my mischief. But I thought better of it. After all, it would be rude to cut between the two of them. I knelt down to receive Communion before the extraordinary minister, and he gave me this look which said both, "How dare you cut in line!" and "How dare you kneel!", but it didn't phase me. However, instead of Communion, he gave me an empty pyx, and said that I was the perfect man for the job. I think he assumed that I was working for them, and that I was going to attempt to steal Communion from others, so he gave me that. I put the empty pyx in one of my pockets (I had absolutely no intention to do what he intended me to do) and took off running.

Alex S. also had enough of being held captive by these punks. Since they were the ones with the weapons, we didn't fight back, but we were able to break out of the hostage area. Shortly after that, the captors seem to have lost control, because everyone else in our camp was out. Sean V. was running the opposite way we were going with his backpack on. Kelly F., AJ D. and Fred G. were hopping in place. A big group of girls were hopping around on one leg. It became clear that they were trying to be a distraction -- I assume that they were succeeding, because we just ran past all of them.

Our intention was to get the students on the other islands free as well, or at least just raise as much cain as we could. So, cartoon-style, when we ran, we ran across the water separating the islands. We ran up to what looked like the main island. We say it was the main one, because it had the biggest building on it: a large stone castle.

Alex and I slowed down as we approached the island, and sneaked up to the castle. We searched for an entrance, expecting to have to go inside. But it was quiet -- to be cliché, too quiet. I paused and looked around. I saw shadows moving against the torch-light, but nothing looked too out of the ordinary. We kept moving along the side of the castle, but something still didn't feel right. I looked again, and then I saw what I should have seen the first time. The shadows that I saw earlier were from two people sneaking after us. They were dressed entirely in black. A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and I saw that one of them was Matthew B. I don't recall what he was holding, but it was clear that I wouldn't win in a fight. They raised the alarm, yelling, "It's Alex and Smitha!" From another part of the island, we heard, "GET THEM!!!"

We ran around the building, frantically searching for entrances and exits, only discover that we were running around a hospital. A doctor runs into the main entrance, but we didn't really want to enter there. By this point, a big group of guys is chasing us openly. Matthew B. is sneaking around the building, trying to stay out of view as much as he can. We got around to the other side of the building, and saw a bonfire a little ways in front of us.

Alex and I bolted. It looked like the hostage camp where the students were supposed to be being held, but they had broken out when the alarm was raised. Alex saw something that made him change course and leave me to run at the camp. John E. jumped in where Alex left off. AJ had come over to this island, and began a song-and-dance routine that was a really funny blend of Monty Python and Christendom music.

Anyway, so John and I ran right at the guards, and...

...then I woke up.

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