Dream[s?]-
Another school dream. We were told to evacuate and went to a field in the middle of the IB portables where me and my classmates sat. I found Sato-kun, a friend of mine who goes to school in the school I was in last year. He was so pale and sickly looking in this dream, maybe I should have asked him today if he wasn't feeling well...
Anyways, when I found him, I was compelled to give him a set of lab tubes and a tube rack, each one filled with different powdered chemicals. I thought it would be nice for him to keep busy with it while I tried to find out why we were outside still, I don't know, I just felt like it'd be bad for him to talk to my classmates...
I ended up talking to an Indian boy with lovely dark hair, he told me about the elephant stampede that killed many people on his homeland and somehow I felt as if I'd had a similar experience and could relate.
Mish stared at me funnily after that until a bunch of green snakes began to invade the ground people sat on. Sato-kun was fine so I was more of worried about me at the time. [I know I haven't been whistling at night recently so evil spirits or snakes couldn't have been brought into my dream from those superstitions]
Everything after that was blurry until a tall guy in a black trench coat with ear piercings with short white hair that was tinted pink entered my vision. I know that the ground was made of gray concrete and it was just me and him there. I felt like I could trust him and believed throughout that whole dream that he was a Baku [not the capital, the beast] but he wasn't an animal...
He led me around and comforted me. I noticed that his hair seemed to be growing and turning straw blond as I spent time with him. Some guy showed up, and, rather randomly, realized that the chemicals I gave Sato-kun could blow up snakes, and I was suddenly back at school, the Baku and guy with me as well.
The place was being bombed and Sato-kun was nowhere in sight. Then the scene went back to the concrete place, Baku and guy too, when I attempted to look for him. At the end of the dream, the guy expelled the Baku with a golden light, the Baku's hair platinum and down to his mid-thigh.
I woke up as it happened and couldn't get back to sleep, so I spent the whole extra 30 minutes thinking about my dream. Do these dreams prove that I'm superstitious or just show that I know a lot of superstitions?
PS- The potato flower from the night before looked exactly like this except the flower faded into white at the edges of the petals. http://journals.aol.com/johnmscalzi/bytheway/entries/2004/06/07/potato-flowers/1819
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