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Whale Ride, Flaming Armageddon, Vampire Zombies

The city was in flames. Not just the city, a whole humongous tree or citadel or something in the distance was completely on fire, and I was happy about that. I thought it was beautiful. There was an amazing storm, and huge, 5 mile across or something fire had overtaken parts of the skyline. I was relishing this and enjoying it. It was some sort of Armageddon.

I got a ride on the back of an orca whale in the ocean, it was a friend (Michelle, I think) and I on the shore. She said that we could hop a ride with the whale and I didn’t think we could really do that, seemed like a dangerous thing to attempt. It was, however, the fastest way to get where we were going because the last boat had left and we absolutely needed to get out to see, out to the other side of some sort of large air craft carrier I think, Armageddon style blaze occurring in the distance.

So we splashed into the water and boarded the whale, sitting on top of his back around where I guess his “neck” ish would be. For a while it swam with us above water, and then it took a big dive deeper under the water, which was very exciting. I started to be concerned that Michelle and I wouldn’t be able to hold our breath for long enough, and that the orca wouldn’t understand that our lung capacity was so much smaller, but it came up towards the surface at just the last moment for our breath and the speed at which it reemerged and the wavey water caused us both to lose our precarious grip. After I finally got to the top of the water and got some breaths I grew concerned that Michelle hadn’t made it, she had been knocked off the whale shortly before me. After about five breaths she re-surfaced and I was relieved.

Amanda Allison wanted me to make a handle for a bag for her. I was standing in a living room with some family members when she texted that, so I called her back and asked her what color the bag was so I could match it up just right. First she said white, then a few other colors, then purple. I knew I had some purple fabric that would go perfectly so I said purple would be right and she agreed. I walked out the sliding glass back door to go to the white van/truck parked in the woods outside the family house where my fabric was being stored.

On my way out the door, Mae said she would join me and I was relieved, because it would have been hard for me to not smoke a cigarette while I was outside, because I had some but I was trying not to smoke. I put my arm around her as we walked across the lawn toward the woods in appreciation for her joining me, wondering if she realized that support might be useful, and that in her coming she would be helping me avoid doing what I knew wasn’t the best idea.

The room I was in before I left to get fabric from the white vehicle had people slowly turning in it. It was a race against time. People kept calling me asking for stuff. When we did get into the white van, someone called and I screened it thinking it was my phone but then it was Mae’s. I was like, no, not right now, and then told mae that it was actually her phone, a black, small, sturdy looking thing. The number was not saved.

It was storming outside- some sort of severe weather disturbance. As we entered the woods and approached the car, a huge (at least 3 feet in diameter) tree fell down onto the truck/car. Mae and I got out of the way just in time- neither of us were very alarmed, it happened fast but we weren’t rushed in getting out of the way- the tree missed us by a foot or two and landed on the van straight down the middle. When I opened the front door to the van, I was relieved to see that I could still access my fabric, that the roof had been damaged but not so much that I couldn’t move around in there. I was hoping the frame of the car would hold while I darted under where the tree had fallen to get at the bulk of the fabric. It did.

Then, it was about five oclock when I returned with the right purple fabric. I had to go into town anyway (even though I had that fabric). I was in new york city, and I had to leave to go get something, I think it was monetary, maybe had to go put something in the bank. There was a terrible vampire intrusion.

Michael Douglas was my husband, he and our two kids were in a train car, they up against the wall of our private room having a nap, me having just been infected somehow. Michael Douglas knew I was turning into a vampire because suddenly, when the kids and him were trying to sleep, I was telling him crudely how hot he looked and how I just wanted to attack him or something. He was like all alarmed and all whats going on, what is happening, something is wrong here, and then I think he knew and I fled them and headed into town.

The symptoms of being bitten were that you got really un-balanced attracted to someone, that you craved orange soda and had to drink it, that the sunlight hurt your eyes and you had to wear glasses to be comfortable, that you wanted fish over rice or something close to that.

I was in china town, and I had been bitten recently, and went into a Chinese restaurant, a Chinese woman with sort of curly black hair was in charge. When I sat down she asked if I wanted anything, I said I was thirsty and craving an orange soda, then she nodded knowingly and brought it to me. I started to drink it and realized I needed sunglasses. My idea was, even though I was turning, to blend in with the vampire/zombie crew so no one would come after me anymore for more terror.

So, mid drink I got up and ordered my food and spilled out on to the street to find sunglasses. The roads were completely deserted and all the signs in asian languages and storefronts were closed and locked up. I realized it was too dangerous then to be out on that street, because the swarm had passed and I would stand out like a sore thumb. I was traveling with a woman, who also ordered the fish over rice to go. I think it might have been Laura Lamb. One order came up and she picked it up, there was some confusion cause she had only made one. It was put together that she was running out of those ingredients, so she brought out a partially completed second order and I added some waffle to the side of it and called it good.

A woman (me) being chased by a male vampire who was trying to turn her. I was chased through a partially abandoned huge building by that man trying to track me down and bite me. I was frightened. I had a mug with orange soda and ice in it (I think) a big white one, and I remember thinking fleetingly “I shouldn’t have this, eventually I could drop it and it will give away my position and screw me over. Its not worth it.” But that was more like a foreshadow, I kept it. This chase scene was after Chinatown.

As that man chased me around the building, I was rejoined with some female companion, long dark blond hair, skinny. She wanted to burrow a couple of dollars from me for something and I said of course she could have it. She said she knew I needed the money for fabric, I agreed that I did but wanted to give it to her anyway. Then we fleed some more from that guy.

Then I was alone, having been chased into a locker room. I ran and looked out the glass/metal checkered wire door window out of the exit, and there was a whole long row (about 10 or 15) people standing there with their sunglasses and partially lame stance. Definitely all infected and looking for someone to join their ranks. I knew I was trapped, the man was close behind me. I dropped my mug just as anticipated on my way to flee out the back door that turned out to be covered in that line of zombies. I turned around after discovering I was pinned in the spot, and sure enough, there was a man standing there silhouetted, talking to me and jeering me, making fun, playing with his prey before he went in for the kill. Somehow I managed to get by him and run off through the window or back the way that myself and the man had come from.

I ran up upon a group of 3 heroes who were getting “locked and loaded” for another round of fighting. It was the prince of Persia crew, at least the main guy and two compatriots (all slow motion and buff). I ran off through the front door and green flame shot up in the doorway and they all jumped through it in slow motion unsheathing their weapons and something like that. But, something went wrong. The green flame provided for them some sort of coating or protection that helped them as they fought, that was alright. But, one of them fell dead right then.

His face looked a bit like the scientist from independence day, but he had shoulder length dark brown wavy hair. They all gathered around him knelt and tried to figure out what had gone wrong. I speculated internally that something was wrong with that brother, that someone had shot him right then or that he was somehow tainted in some way such that the trip through the green fire had killed him. I speculated that he was turning into a vampire/zombie/whatever, and that the protection that the magical green flame would have afforded him had killed him instantly because he was no longer purely human. I don’t know what the case was, I woke up around that time.

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