sanity is relative

I'd just watched the movie Inside Man before falling asleep, and this is clearly influenced by that. Logic was messed up the whole time, but I think I was part of a news crew who was trying to interview a preteen male kid who had caught home-video footage of the start of the bank robbery, except this time it was one guy on the side of the street who started telling people to get down and pushing them down on the ground. If he was supposed to be a distraction or what, I have no idea.

The bank robber didn't seem to mind the kid taking video and it's almost like he found the boy amusing. I vaguely remember more footage the kid shot for fun later of his footage going viral over news networks, but the only channel he'd been able to find on a random TV was something like Faux News so the content there was obviously biased and obnoxious.

Then the dream rewound and I was the kid. This must have been after the initial recording was completed and uploaded, because I was in an inside room in a location that dream logic couldn't decide on: sometimes it was on a higher floor of the bank building and sometimes it was in a building nearby. For the bank version, I almost got the feeling the initial robber guy just let me chill there while he moved off elsewhere to do bank-robber things, and it was later established as a safe zone that police and media could move through in the building.

But right now I was still alone. I was watching the random television I'd found and waiting to see what news show caught on first to the robbery footage. I decided to change channels until I found ABC's main network and saw a notice saying the news hour was coming up within moments. As it started, they had a bit of an intro sequence but the cameras stayed dark. Hmmm were they picking up late-breaking news and scrambling to get it running?

Yep, the next thing to play on the screen was my video surrounded by a graphic that was branded with the ABC logo and whatnot, and the voice of a news-lady could be heard talking about my video and the robbery. The weird thing is, dream logic failed badly and the video actually looked like some kind of oldschool Duke Nukem-ish game's gameplay (in fact I remember thinking that's exactly what it was, and somehow that made sense while in the dream). I held up the tablet I'd apparently filmed the original video on, and started filming the news show for posterity.

It was around this time the news crew from the first part of the dream appeared, and someone said, "Are we going to get a mic on this kid?" and someone else was like, "Yeah." At this point it was hard to focus, and my point of view kept changing around various characters. I remember some issue trying to figure out what the kid's name was, and from the kid's perspective, I was having trouble figuring out what name to use. I vaguely remember "Ned" being a possibility, though at one point I wanted to say "Nev" (pronounced NEEV) but I realized that would probably get mixed up with the guy who hosts the MTV show based on the movie Catfish.

Then I woke up.

I think I was either playing a video game or watching something on TV, and it was getting into WWII history stuff... either whatever I was doing, or the conversation around me. Then on the TV screen was a guy in a Nazi uniform throwing a torch at something. A moment later I became that guy who'd thrown the torch, and I think at first I might have been Karl (one of my roleplay chars inspired by Karl Kroenen from Hellboy)... but shortly thereafter I was one of the men on his squad instead. Mind you, this was pretty much with the complete mindset of a Nazi SS agent/soldier.

What we were throwing torches at was some long wooden building, and it was daylight and wartime. I think I realized the thing was going to blow up and I told everybody to run and started booking it across the field surrounding that side of the building. The whole thing did blow, and the shockwave was so strong it threw me several feet and I landed tumbling. I stayed lying down for the moment and put my arms over my head trying to protect it. Stuff was raining out of the sky from the explosion and some did hit me on the head just as I was trying to cover it, but not too badly.

I'm not exactly sure what happened next, but I do know I got up and got further away, and I was looking for Karl and couldn't find him. There was some nonsense about a train and some nurse lady who I asked if she knew where Karl was and she kept saying other stuff so I asked again and she said yes. I followed her quite a ways to some building and up into it several floors. I kept looking around and didn't see him, and the place didn't look right at all. It looked like a doctor's office, and around this point dream logic decided I was in a hospital.

Getting frustrated, I asked the nurse again where he was. She said, "There," and pointed to a hat that would work for the uniform I was wearing. Supposedly it was my hat, she thus informed me (*shrug* dream logic strikes again, it could have been; I wasn't impressed even if it was). I said something to the effect of, "No, you moron, I asked you where my Commander is!"

Then my alarm clock woke me up.

(Old dream notes are old. I just found this again, it was written November 4th, 2008. I'm going to transcribe it pretty much the way it was originally written.)

Movie like Lethal Weapon on TV, two cops find a girl witness, drive in bad weather. (Then I was the girl in the "movie" which was now reality.) There is deep water ahead, think they can cross but it looks so deep it's blue. Car is an old large convertible with the top down. They try, and even paddle the car with hands which sorta works but the deep water just seems to keep on going.

Get near an odd obstacle and a lady appears like a vision and says we are the chosen ones, and must help her world. She summons magic into her hand (warp stuff) that coalesces into three small teardrop stones. She gives them to us, then shows putting another on her forehead and vanishes.

I do what she did and it sticks like it won't come off. The others do it too; one of the guys puts it in a spot more like where an actual teardrop might go. He did it that way so it would seem less gay (AHAHAHA!! fail). My "marker" starts burning and it hurts, and then we're transported to the new world instantaneously and together. We're standing and it's dark. We're on grounds near a forest.

The evil bad guy has seen our entry in a crystal ball (or mirror?). Tells his three-headed dog and three wolves to go destroy the intruders. What he doesn't seem to know is that I can't be harmed by animals due to being the chosen one with the right combination of inner powers and the crystal. So the dogs cower and cannot follow their master's order, though they would have instantly otherwise. The protection the girl has extends to anyone she is near. Animals who intend to harm her or anyone near her can't get anywhere near her.

Then I woke up.

I had a bunch of dreams in a row last night about being an evil spirit, a demon, and possibly a vampire but that specific part didn't make sense at all. I'll just include the highlights from various moments because there was way too much dream nonsense floating around.

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I was a female evil spirit, altho it was more like being half-demon and half-spirit. I looked like a very beautiful woman with long dark hair and pale skin, but where my legs would have been was just a trail of eerie dark smoke/mist. I was wearing a dark or black dress that ended in creepy yet somehow elegant tatters. I was flying slowly through a warehouse that seemed to be completely empty. Everything looked odd too, like seeing the world through a blue filter and bad lighting. I knew that I was in the spirit world and I hadn't become powerful enough to go over to the real world. I also knew there were people in the warehouse but I couldn't interact with them until I'd crossed over. And it's like that was the best thing a demon-spirit could do; only powerful beings could do it and you'd never go back to the spirit world. You couldn't really affect anything in the human world from the spirit world.

Like a movie, I could also see bits of the real world. There was an old demon friend of mine up in the rafters of the warehouse and he was planning to cause trouble for a bunch of humans down on the floor. (He was a half-demon half-spirit thing too but I'll just say "demon" as it's easier to type lol.) I knew he was up in the rafters because demons from the spirit would could sense where demons were in the real world. I flew closer to him and felt that he'd help me get through to the real world. The scene twisted before my eyes, becoming a whirlpool-like wormhole in front of me, and I stretched my hand out into the vortex and felt my friend's hand on the other side. He pulled me through and there I was in the real world floating with him on a rafter. The humans couldn't see us at all (unless we wanted them to) but I have a feeling someone with an acute sixth sense or psychic powers would be able to sense or see us.

And I'd gotten an odd feeling that someone down on the floor could become a problem...

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This is the part where I think I was a vampire but it really made no sense, I don't remember being afraid of sunlight or wanting to kill people for their blood or being super-strong. Yay for dream logic.

I was in an unfinished basement room, but the floor was oddly slanted very badly and was actually a hill covered in short green grass. The top of the hill was to my right, and the bottom to the left; the room was very long ahead of me but probably only about 15-20 feet wide. I was following some friends along the hill from wherever we came from that led down to this room (I don't know who they were supposed to be in real life, just random dream people who made sense at the time). We ran along the hill towards the end of the room, which was not the easiest thing considering the angle of the ground.

At the end of the basement were some windows brightly lit with sunlight and there was a television along the bottom wall. The area here was just dirt and we sat down on the slope and watched TV. I don't remember what was on... we were talking about something important... and I don't remember what it was either. And just to add to the total randomness, Candy showed up while we were sitting there (family cat from real life). I remember thinking I should try and keep her safe, make sure she didn't get lost... make sure she went with me to wherever it was I was going next... which I think had something to do with the discussion with my friends.

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The rest makes even less sense and I've already forgotten most of it.