it was the end times, i think. there was mass destruction of the world by fire, flood, and earthquake. there were still a lot of people, most of which had gathered in certain broken urban areas. the people were split, though. there was a man. we were split on whether he was christ or antichrist. it was not as holy as in the bible. he was a man with power. that's all we knew. i was part of an underground rebel group that thought he was antichrist. he would kill people. he would have them hanged in front of everyone else. that had to be antichrist, right?

at some point, some friends and i were in some sort of abandoned department store. i was trying to find some jewelry to wear and maybe some money for a movie at the theater that still worked. the jewelry was all very gaudy, and i didn't like it very much.

then we were being herded into a coliseum of some sort. it was very broken. concrete. was a stadium, but also had some sort of ancient look to it. the man walked up to me with his entourage and said something to me. i pretended to not know who he was because most people had never seen his face. most people did not know who he was when they saw him. he told me he was The One Who Had Come, and i laughed and said i didn't believe him. i said something else, and i was taken to be hanged. they thought i was part of the underground rebel group.

when they took me to be hanged, i was scared. there were to be four of us that day. i saw my mother in the crowd and was scared for her. i saw my friends and was scared. i saw him just as they were sliding the rope over my head, and i broke free and knelt at his feet. i said to please forgive me, that i did not know. i said i just thought he was some boy hitting on me and trying to be impressive. that other boys had done the same. i looked up at him, and we made eye contact. something passed behind his eyes, and i wasn't sure what it was. i knew i should have to think on it, and i knew he wasn't going to kill me at that moment. his second in command questioned me on whether i was in the underground rebel group, and i said i wasn't. i knew he didn't believe me, but the man just kept looking at me.

he let me go, and i went up into the stadium with my friends and my mom. there was a small calico kitten. i picked her up, and held her. i put her down again to fill out some sort of forms we had to fill out. who we were, what we did. i said i was some kind of refiner but that i had wanted to be a nurse.

a quake started, and we all started rushing out of the stadium. the wind picked up, too, and i lost the kitten. i somehow knew that something was going to happen at 55 feet up. we were higher than that, and i said we had to get below that quickly. i dragged my mother and one of my friends by their arms as we were running down. we got to the bottom, and ran around the concrete overhang outside. i said that we would be safe there. it was raining something that wasn't as safe as water outside, but i don't know what it was. he was out there, too, with his entourage.

there was a small bullet train. just one car. it sped up to the coliseum and stopped. some people got into it, and then he looked at me and told me to get in. i wanted my mom to come with me. she didn't want to come. i looked at him, and something passed behind his eyes again. he asked me if i was sure i wanted her to come. i asked him if she would be safer here, and he said yes. he looked to the side a bit and down, and i followed his gaze. there was the kitten. i let go of my mom's hand, picked up the kitten, and got into the train thing. i was scared and sad to leave her behind. i hoped she would be okay. there were some other people in the train that i didn't know. the ceiling was low where i was, and i was afraid i was going to hit my head.

then my dreaming self looked outside of the train. i had to know what was going on, and if i was being sent to die. if he knew that i had worked against him. he was talking to his entourage. his second was telling him that i was part of the underground. that i had fought against them, and that i was smart. that i had fought well. he said that i needed to be hung and asked why he was instead sending me on the train. he said he knew. he said that i was part of the prophecy. his second asked if he thought i was the one that was an enemy but would be his love, and he said yes. then he looked at where my dreaming self was, and his eyes twinkled a bit. he smiled, puckered his lips, and blew some air at me.

i woke up feeling very cold for a minute. then my body realized that it was actually really warm in my room.

i was in some sort of desert type area (my head told me it was the desert in my dream), but it had all of these high mountains and stuff. i was in some place that was not my home. i was a visitor there. i was in a room by myself. it was night time. i was trying to sleep and listening to the wind howl outside. there were mild rumbles of thunder. i was smiling to myself and laughing inwardly while thinking, "they think this storm is so awful. i've been through worse. this is nothing." i knew someone wanted to do bad things to me, but i don't know who. i was supposed to be safe there.

i felt or thought that someone entered or looked in on me a few times. i also called susan a few times, but it was the middle of the night, and she got irritated with me. inside the dream, i couldn't figure out why i was calling her. i consciously did it the first two times (two straight in a row because nobody picked up the first time), but unconsciously did it the third time. i moved my cell phone further away from me on the night stand, so i would have to really get up to get to it in order to prevent myself calling her again.

i heard someone come again. the "storm" was still going on. he walked up to my bedside. he said, "you are being watched here." he left all of the lights off, but i could see him through some vague light from outside. he told me i might want to set up a changing screen and stuff because there are at least two that are spying on me. he said they were supposed to be friendly and didn't even realize that they were working for the bad guy(s).

then i was jarred awake by the alarm. i had a vague feeling upon waking that had something to do with a boy (i think the person that was supposed to protect me) and wondering if he was in on it or something like that.

i'd forgotten about the previous dream. what is it with me dreaming that i get committed to mental hospitals?? i had this dream the night before last night:

i had to be committed to an asylum. the rooms were weird. i was there for extreme depression and some sort of personality disorder. the main guy that took care of me was nicknamed "snoop dogg", but he wasn't actually snoop in the dream. there was another patient there named "snickers", and i'm not sure what exactly was wrong with him other than the fact that he was really, truly crazy.

we had easter in some sort of weird mess hall. i remember a chocolate egg. some of us escaped, or maybe i was let out to see my family for a birthday party. i know that snoop and snickers both loved me. maybe not necessarily in love with me, but they both loved me very much.

snickers showed up to my birthday party saying he was a rock star and started playing some weird songs. one of them was by nine inch nails. he did something else weird, and they took us all back to the asylum.

at some point, i escaped again. i was on some sort of fancy river boat with a bunch of people. some chick was getting married. her two younger sisters were there. they were all blonde and very pretty in a rich girl sort of way. the middle sister hated me, and knew that i had escaped and was trying to make me do something crazy, so the people would find me and take me back. i had this little walnut necklace thing that i'd made inside the asylum, and i had the rope wrapped around my hand a little. i kept hitting the middle sister on the head with it when she wasn't looking. the youngest sister was the only nice one. they handed me a half of a head of lettuce. i didn't know what to do. their father told me to cut it in half, so i did. a large sunflower seed fell out, and they told me i'd won a big prize, and to go grab a bag off of the table. i did. the sisters took it away from me when i got back to the table and opened it, but i grabbed it back. there was some sort of little plastic toy inside. it was a pink box, and i opened it up. there were three plastic male figures inside. one of them looked like johnny depp. there was a note shoved in there, too. it was from snickers.

snickers was in canada and wanted me to meet him at a certain place up there. i dumped a bunch of food or something on the two older sisters, and then i told the youngest one that i thought she was beautiful, both inside and out. i told her that i was afraid she was going to grow up to be ugly like her sisters and that she should try not to let that happen. then i left.

i went to canada and found snickers. he was naked and looked very scruffy. he was very cold. he said that in canada, they didn't make you stay in the asylum. that you could voluntarily commit yourself and then leave whenever you wanted to, no matter how crazy you were. he said you could go there when you really needed to, and then they'd let you out. we went there, and there were chain-link fences. there was a sign on the door with prices, and he said we were the third price. i told him we had no money.

i saw snoop coming down a hallway, and then i woke up.