Saving agent Olivia Dunham
Jul. 14th, 2009 10:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tirsdendreamsAt first I was Olivia, the main character of NBC's Fringe. I was called out to the latest site of a serial killer with some sort of paranormal bent (standard episode plot, anyone?). All the victims were women, and the only thing I really remember about the murder site was that it was gruesome and bloody.
I went home afterwards, and it was evening. I had a bad feeling that perhaps because I was investigating these crimes now... I might become the next victim. The details are fuzzy at this point but I think I was on the phone with my neighbor (in whatever apartment building this dream decided I lived in), talking about other stuff when the thought came up.
Then the perspective changed, and I was the neighbor (and apparently some semi-true-to-life version of myself). The phone went silent and I got worried and went next door. Olivia had been knocked out and the killer was there. I seriously don't remember how I managed to subdue him but I know at one point I got a kitchen knife. (The details here are reeeally fuzzy and this dream honestly scared me so I debated on even posting it and have forgotten bits as it is.)
So yes, mister killer was finally on the ground and I was going at him with the knife. And it was like I couldn't get him to die. I was literally hacking this guy up into pieces, like he was some sort of modern-science zombie, and he was still taunting me about how he was gonna kill me in horrible painful ways I couldn't possibly imagine. I do believe other agents finally showed up, and they figured out a way to destroy the guy once and for all. So there was at least some resolution to that... I think there was a little bit more, but I don't remember what it was.
Then I woke up.
I went home afterwards, and it was evening. I had a bad feeling that perhaps because I was investigating these crimes now... I might become the next victim. The details are fuzzy at this point but I think I was on the phone with my neighbor (in whatever apartment building this dream decided I lived in), talking about other stuff when the thought came up.
Then the perspective changed, and I was the neighbor (and apparently some semi-true-to-life version of myself). The phone went silent and I got worried and went next door. Olivia had been knocked out and the killer was there. I seriously don't remember how I managed to subdue him but I know at one point I got a kitchen knife. (The details here are reeeally fuzzy and this dream honestly scared me so I debated on even posting it and have forgotten bits as it is.)
So yes, mister killer was finally on the ground and I was going at him with the knife. And it was like I couldn't get him to die. I was literally hacking this guy up into pieces, like he was some sort of modern-science zombie, and he was still taunting me about how he was gonna kill me in horrible painful ways I couldn't possibly imagine. I do believe other agents finally showed up, and they figured out a way to destroy the guy once and for all. So there was at least some resolution to that... I think there was a little bit more, but I don't remember what it was.
Then I woke up.
