The other night's dream

Was pretty cool.

The first part involved a recurring theme in my dreams, school buses, and was rather unremarkable other than that I accidentally drove a school bus off a cliff.

But at some point during this dream, what with weird dream logic and all, I was a reserve pilot for a spacecraft that was shuttling children in suspended animation to another planet. These children were orphans, going to live and work with families on a newly colonized planet. The trip there took months, and me and several other pilots rotated in and out of suspended sleep in order to pilot.

Anyways, the ship wakes me up in emergency state, because the ship has been damaged and is crash landing. The pilots who were supposed to be awake, I find dead, as I hurry to try and keep the ship in the air. I inevitably fail, but our landing is softened by our efforts enough that I, and the other reserve pilots, are unharmed. As soon as we can, we go to check on our precious cargo, of sleeping children.

Only to find their suspension pods empty. Somebody has stolen the children. A frantic search of the ship reveals that we were docked onto something and broken into, causing the ship damage, while we were in stasis. Somebody has kidnapped them.

In the dream-logic fashion, I begin to have memories of something like this happening before. Hearing noises on the ship, we hunt them down, and find one of the kids, who was frail and weaker than the others, hiding. After talking to him he reveals that aliens took the other kids, leaving him behind (because he was too weak?)

And in pure protagonist fashion, I remember that when I was a child, I was abducted by aliens (played by Predators in my dream, because my brain was apparently feeling a touch uncreative) to be used in sporting games against their own young children, like baiting dogs in a dogfighting ring. But instead, I had managed to survive long enough for a different clan of aliens who were just not cool with the whole "kids killing kids" thing to notice, and they stole me back and placed me back on Earth. I think. It was a little vague.

Anyways, the dream ended in completely badass fashion, with me saying something along the lines of "I know where these bastards are, and they're not going to hurt the children under my care."

And then I woke up.

Would this be good Predators fanfiction y/n?

Other dreams recently include having the superpower to destroy people's innocence at a touch, and barfing clouds of maggots that whizzed through the air, eating everything they came into contact with.

Dream Writings 3

More bizarre dreams.

1
First up, we have the alien adoption. I don't remember much about this one. We've gone to war with some spacefaring race, and wound up winning. Unfortunately, we find that they were invading in a last, desperate hope that they could colonize the earth, before their failing spacecraft finally died and killed off the last of their species.

Many aliens have died in the war, leaving behind a mothership full of eggs and children, their captive, docile queen helpless.

Humans, being the bleeding hearts that we are, decide that the thing to do is allow adoptions of the aliens into loving families. My own home is chosen, much to my delight, and I begin to raise my alien daughter alongside Ophelia. I don't remember the rest of the dream, other than some vague stuff about riding on top of trains and attempting to get rid of a hornet's nest in the bathroom. OH DREAMS.


2
Dream #2 was the cool one. I've moved to the city for some reason or other, and have moved into an apartment with a man seeking a roomate. I arrive early in the day, instead of at night when I'd planned, and can't seem to find him, although he seems to have left his dog in the apartment. It's a sweet dog, wolflike, well trained, and I don't think much of it. But that night, as it turns out, is the night of the full moon.

And the wolf is actually a werehuman.

Embarrassed, he explains the situation to me, but I'm cool with it. We open up an art store together and spend quite a bit of time observing humanity. He teaches me about werehumans in the process. Its weird.

Anyways both of these seem like pretty hip short story ideas. I could really expand on either one of them. More later.

Dream Writings

I tend to have very interesting, chaotic dreams, but often times they give me some good ideas for brief little story concepts and whatnot. So, here I will share three brief little dream-derived writing ideas. These are free to use if you want. I mean, I'll probably never get around to them. Tell me if you do use them, though!

EDIT: I forgot the third one! I'l touch on it later, since it's longer.