"Mirror Trap" - 6/28/2006

"Mirror Trap"

06/28/2006

Dream #2

(The next dream was so weird and random, it’s hard to piece together. This was after waking up, once again, laying in bed to piece together the thoughts of the previous dream, and falling asleep again, too quickly, failing to get up and write the first down in the journal.)

This one started at the beach. I was out, swimming with a bunch of friends, and we noticed something strange about the current. The beach was on a peninsula, and the current was about to take us around the tip of the peninsula and out to sea, because it was running parallel to the land. 

We swam as hard as we could, back to land, and noticed that the land mass was getting smaller and smaller. It’s as if floodwaters were rising, and the peninsula had suddenly turned into a tiny island. We were, finally, able to make it up onto the shore, but as the waters were rising, the sand was clearly turning into quick sand. We seemed destined to be stuck in this rising water and, subsequently, drown.

Now, the strange(r) part came, as this tall mirror, on two, legs came waddling up in our direction, from out of nowhere. I could see that one side of it was open, as if the mirror opened and shut like a cabinet; pocket watch; or a woman’s compact, with the major difference being that this mirror was the size of a household door, itself.

Somehow this thing caught up to me and trapped me inside. The inside of this….thing..was like some sort of psychological torture chamber. It was lit up, so you could see yourself in the mirror, but it projected all these ghastly images of you (me) dying or growing older, or burning alive, or being buried alive. All the kind of stuff that you definitely don’t want to see while looking at a mirror 10 inches in front of your face.

Sooner or later, I was spit back out of this mirror/chamber thing, and was in the city of Lake Mary again, at night. I was on a friend’s driveway, and there was…uhm..a bear..just roaming around.

There was also some guy on a motorcycle that was coming around the corner. I knew he was there to fight me for some reason and that he was really familiar, but I still don’t know who it was. Some other strange, random stuff happened, but I can’t remember anything else.