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Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Had a strange dream last night...

I had a strange dream last night. I was at my parents place. Mar and i were downstairs and it was late. I came up to turn off all the lights and close my curtains in my old bedroom. I looked out the window and two giant spotted owls worked their way out of the ditch. They were at least 3 ft tall, had fuzzy brown fur with darker browny-orange spots all over them. The one was injured so it hopped on the other owl's back and they tried flying away but were too heavy. Finally they waddled off across the lane and out into a field. Little kids were walking down the road(why so late who knows, it's a dream), they saw the hurt owls and went to go catch them.

Just then a large pickup truck, with extended board sides drove up. There were kids in the back, and i heard them yell to their dad, "There they are, there they are!". So the father got out, climbed into the back of the pick up, and picked up a rifle. I thought, oh damn he's going to kill the owls, what a shame, but probably tasty. So he aimed and shot and one of the wandering children that had caught up to the owl dropped. I thought, wow, that's bad luck, then he shot again and the other kid dropped, then again for the third. Then i watched as he dragged the bodies back into the back of the pick up with his kids. At this point i was hoping he hadn't seen me, so i ducked down. I peeked again to catch glimpses of what looked like he was skinning the dead kids right there. I thought, oh damn, he's going to eat them.

So i ran around trying to make sure everything was locked(never occured to me to call the police), also i wanted it to turn off the lights, but if i did, he'd know i'd seen him and come for us too. This went on for quite sometime. Eventually i came upstairs when someone insisted another person was in the house in a second floor that didn't exist. I could hear them from the bottom of the stairs. I started freaking out, wondering how to fight this off, but i was getting bored of the dream. So i thought about other things it could be, then i realized it was my girlfriend who'd gone upstairs to talk on the phone. Anti-climatic yes, but i didn't feel like getting eaten.

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