I think I might make this a regular thing. I have a dream that's fucked up enough, instead of my usual being so passed out that I "don't have" a dream, I'll post it up here, with all of the loose ends tied up by my imagination, in the form of a descriptive story.
Well, this time, it all started with me jumping through what looked like the hatch to my attic...in my kitchen. I landed in what looked like my garage, except that it was an actual room, and it was filled with silver boxes, that were full of rations, and good stuff like that. Chocolate chip morsels, anyone? Anyways, I climbed back up, and found myself drawn to a particular tunnel (The areas above my dream house were apparently sky caves. Or my house was underground, which would explain 15+ years worth of rations, which would be badass.). Then, it played out, like a cutscene: My peripheral vision phase shifted from my body, to looking at my body from a little ways forward. I saw a really tiny treasure chest, and a weird old yellow bone. Like a really old human femur bone, that was yellow with age. The treasure chest was open. The bone was slightly chipped on one end. My character/I said, with a British accent, "Oh God, history is repeating itself."; like I somehow knew what was about to happen. But Thou Must dictates that I did it anyway: I knew that I would be physically drawn into the next tunnel, but apparently alternate reality me is a moron, so I/he approached it anyway, with my/his cutscene stupidity. I shifted back into actually looking out my/his eyes, as we were pulled in by an old mummy. When I landed somewhere, it was in front of a grate that had been opened, with stairs laid out before me. What was at the end of these stairs? Now, get this; it was a lost city. Like, a fuckin' Mayan lost city, like you'd find in an Indiana Jones movie. Complete with plague and Nazis. Everyone there looked strange. Pale skin, red eyes, and strange demeanor. They were zombies. Acted like a combination of Resident Evil 5's Majini and CoD:World at War's Nazi Zombies, in both appearance and and the way they acted. One of the Nazis was standing with their MP-40 shouldered, staring into the horde. Looked almost as if he was alive. He turned around to me, his face pale, his red eyes looking into mine, and said: "Run! Schnell!", like he was the one who opened the gates to this doomed civilization, and his punishment was to relive the moments before he died: futilely trying to warn his comrades of their impending doom. Sad part? Didn't work. Equal numbers of Nazi zombies and the kind of zombies you'd expect to see in this ancient place. There was a rifle propped up against the wall. I grabbed it. For a moment, a little tab popped up in my peripheral vision saying I had picked up a "Type 56". I'm not sure that there even IS a Type 56; but if there is, I'm pretty sure it isn't like a combination of an SVT-40 and an AK-47, with a not-quite "semi-automatic" action. I say semi-automatic in quotes, because it: Pointed the wrong way (Left instead of right), was more like a bolt action (Even though it looked like the semi-automatic bolt on a Russian SVT-40 carbine), because when I tried firing it, I learned that I had to cock it every time I fired, but it was cocked by simply pulling it back and releasing it (Because it was like a semi-automatic action in that it pulls itself forward, like most modern weapons do today. Something to do with springs, maybe? I do not know.), instead of the usual semi-automatic...ness. Anyways, when I had killed the zombies on the upper part of the stairwell with the ammo in my satchel I got out of nowhere, I was heading down the stairs, like I didn't know what I wanted. Did I want to loot the place for valuables? Did they belong in a museum!, or did I want to sell them? Did I want to clear out the zombies? Clear them of the curse that binds them to be the fallen city's guards? Or was I just glad that for once in a dream, not only did I have a gun and something to shoot at, but it and the ballistics actually worked!? (Niko voice
I do not know.(End) I still don't know. Maybe if I had gotten to the city I would. After I ran out of ammo, I automatically, instinctively swapped the rifle for a break-top magnum, which I proceeded to kill more zombies with. By this time, they had worked me back up to the gates, but I had almost killed all of the zombies in that specific area, when a horde started to run up the stairs. At that point, I just wanted out. I back up, swapped my rifle for a nondescript pump-action trench shotgun that was just...there, and started to run. I opened the gates by the time the zombies got to me, and it was a mad dash to somewhere safe while I shot backwards at the horde. I got back to the beginning of the tunnel, the one with the treasure chest and bone. I instinctively drew a machete, and chipped that one end of the bone. Inexplicably, the zombies stopped. They just looked at me, and all at once, turned around and disappeared into the tunnel. Then, some old man's voice told me of the mummies' curse: "He who disturbs the Lost City shall be doomed to guard it." No shit, dream; thought I hadn't pieced that together!? Anyways, I opened up a menu by "pressing escape", selected exit, pressed yes on the "Are you sure? You sure? You REALLY sure you want to EXIT!? Huh? HUH!?" screen that always bloody pops up when you want to bloody exit a game, and I woke up instantaneously afterwards. It was eight o' clock in the morning (I spent an hour writing this, about twenty minutes coming to grips with the whole thing, and another twenty reading this all and Google searching "Type 56", obviously not in that order.), my trigger finger hurt, and I had some major heartburn.
So, Escapist, what are your thoughts? Weird? Normal? Have a dream like it? Have a dream like some weird virtual reality game? Discuss.
Weird part? Turns out that there is an SKS that looks a hell of a lot like an AK-47, up to and including removable magazine. Strangest part? I didn't even know that they existed, yet they existed in that dream, fully re-created (Except for them being inexplicably and decidedly lever-action instead of semi-automatic.). Although Type 56 is the designation for Chinese-produced AKM rifles, it's still weird though, right?
Well, this time, it all started with me jumping through what looked like the hatch to my attic...in my kitchen. I landed in what looked like my garage, except that it was an actual room, and it was filled with silver boxes, that were full of rations, and good stuff like that. Chocolate chip morsels, anyone? Anyways, I climbed back up, and found myself drawn to a particular tunnel (The areas above my dream house were apparently sky caves. Or my house was underground, which would explain 15+ years worth of rations, which would be badass.). Then, it played out, like a cutscene: My peripheral vision phase shifted from my body, to looking at my body from a little ways forward. I saw a really tiny treasure chest, and a weird old yellow bone. Like a really old human femur bone, that was yellow with age. The treasure chest was open. The bone was slightly chipped on one end. My character/I said, with a British accent, "Oh God, history is repeating itself."; like I somehow knew what was about to happen. But Thou Must dictates that I did it anyway: I knew that I would be physically drawn into the next tunnel, but apparently alternate reality me is a moron, so I/he approached it anyway, with my/his cutscene stupidity. I shifted back into actually looking out my/his eyes, as we were pulled in by an old mummy. When I landed somewhere, it was in front of a grate that had been opened, with stairs laid out before me. What was at the end of these stairs? Now, get this; it was a lost city. Like, a fuckin' Mayan lost city, like you'd find in an Indiana Jones movie. Complete with plague and Nazis. Everyone there looked strange. Pale skin, red eyes, and strange demeanor. They were zombies. Acted like a combination of Resident Evil 5's Majini and CoD:World at War's Nazi Zombies, in both appearance and and the way they acted. One of the Nazis was standing with their MP-40 shouldered, staring into the horde. Looked almost as if he was alive. He turned around to me, his face pale, his red eyes looking into mine, and said: "Run! Schnell!", like he was the one who opened the gates to this doomed civilization, and his punishment was to relive the moments before he died: futilely trying to warn his comrades of their impending doom. Sad part? Didn't work. Equal numbers of Nazi zombies and the kind of zombies you'd expect to see in this ancient place. There was a rifle propped up against the wall. I grabbed it. For a moment, a little tab popped up in my peripheral vision saying I had picked up a "Type 56". I'm not sure that there even IS a Type 56; but if there is, I'm pretty sure it isn't like a combination of an SVT-40 and an AK-47, with a not-quite "semi-automatic" action. I say semi-automatic in quotes, because it: Pointed the wrong way (Left instead of right), was more like a bolt action (Even though it looked like the semi-automatic bolt on a Russian SVT-40 carbine), because when I tried firing it, I learned that I had to cock it every time I fired, but it was cocked by simply pulling it back and releasing it (Because it was like a semi-automatic action in that it pulls itself forward, like most modern weapons do today. Something to do with springs, maybe? I do not know.), instead of the usual semi-automatic...ness. Anyways, when I had killed the zombies on the upper part of the stairwell with the ammo in my satchel I got out of nowhere, I was heading down the stairs, like I didn't know what I wanted. Did I want to loot the place for valuables? Did they belong in a museum!, or did I want to sell them? Did I want to clear out the zombies? Clear them of the curse that binds them to be the fallen city's guards? Or was I just glad that for once in a dream, not only did I have a gun and something to shoot at, but it and the ballistics actually worked!? (Niko voice
I do not know.(End) I still don't know. Maybe if I had gotten to the city I would. After I ran out of ammo, I automatically, instinctively swapped the rifle for a break-top magnum, which I proceeded to kill more zombies with. By this time, they had worked me back up to the gates, but I had almost killed all of the zombies in that specific area, when a horde started to run up the stairs. At that point, I just wanted out. I back up, swapped my rifle for a nondescript pump-action trench shotgun that was just...there, and started to run. I opened the gates by the time the zombies got to me, and it was a mad dash to somewhere safe while I shot backwards at the horde. I got back to the beginning of the tunnel, the one with the treasure chest and bone. I instinctively drew a machete, and chipped that one end of the bone. Inexplicably, the zombies stopped. They just looked at me, and all at once, turned around and disappeared into the tunnel. Then, some old man's voice told me of the mummies' curse: "He who disturbs the Lost City shall be doomed to guard it." No shit, dream; thought I hadn't pieced that together!? Anyways, I opened up a menu by "pressing escape", selected exit, pressed yes on the "Are you sure? You sure? You REALLY sure you want to EXIT!? Huh? HUH!?" screen that always bloody pops up when you want to bloody exit a game, and I woke up instantaneously afterwards. It was eight o' clock in the morning (I spent an hour writing this, about twenty minutes coming to grips with the whole thing, and another twenty reading this all and Google searching "Type 56", obviously not in that order.), my trigger finger hurt, and I had some major heartburn.So, Escapist, what are your thoughts? Weird? Normal? Have a dream like it? Have a dream like some weird virtual reality game? Discuss.
Weird part? Turns out that there is an SKS that looks a hell of a lot like an AK-47, up to and including removable magazine. Strangest part? I didn't even know that they existed, yet they existed in that dream, fully re-created (Except for them being inexplicably and decidedly lever-action instead of semi-automatic.). Although Type 56 is the designation for Chinese-produced AKM rifles, it's still weird though, right?