Message #41658

[guest587]

infiltrating a play, pursued by a spotter, orchestra music and cathedral settings. green door.

i'm talking to a girl of interest and we're talking about whataburger of all things. i'm joking with her that as great as her love for whataburger sounds, that you can't get these long, thick cut french fries like the one i am holding. i then persuade her to perform in this miniature speed play with me.

i remember walking down a cathedral like setting, sneaking the girl around with me- trying to find ways to put ourselves in this play. we are rehearsing and i am tapping my foot, laughing and playing guitar.

the play is about to begin and we have to insert ourselves into it. a nun is walking across the hall and i tell the girl to pretend she belongs to the school and to introduce me to the teacher. she does this and it works. and this allows us the opportunity to jump upon the stage.

i slide across the stage and am again tapping my foot, which cues the rest of the actors and actresses to come out and begin their very specific dancing. i am playing a tiny guitar very fast, like someone clicked the fast forward button. and the tiny audience really likes it. the girl is there dancing, expecting us to end our shenanigan but i am very happy the audience is enjoying and we continue with the show.

an orchestra is playing in the background of my dreams as i am spotted by someone who recognizes me and knows i do not belong. it turns into a chase scene and i am hopping around, the boy chasing me looks like a blend between draco malfoy from harry potter and joffery baratheon from game of thrones. he has two scimitars with thick gold sheaths, they are a part of his hands. one in place of each middle finger. he is now confronting me with his weapons. i tell him from a distance that those are pretty fancy and heavy sheaths he has. he tells me wait until he removes the sheaths and braces himself by holding his elbows up in front of him. i pick up whatever is around me, a rapier in my right and another thick, curved dagger in my left which was used to deflect an incoming, nearly invisible blow, where a blade sliced through the wind and came at me like a boomerang. this knocked the dagger out of my hand.

the chase and music intensifies and suddenly my pursuer is being assisted by the other actors on stage, the girl has kind of disappeared. instead of a sword. i am now carrying a bow. i don't want to harm anyone else but i shoot in rapid succession arrows at the people on stage, locking them in position and use them to climb up and over them. i hear the music as i come across a constant flow of cascading packing peanuts. i see my friend min walking across and i know i am to jump down and pull myself through the waterfall of white foam. i do this and lose my pursuer, pulling myself through a narrow tunnel and come up to a green door.

the music begins to fade and the only thing i remember seeing now is this green door before waking up.

It's now 2:30AM... and I finish recording this dream by 3AM. Time for bed again.