Last night I dreamed that
I was being attacked by dinosaurs in someone’s house, like we were stuck in a remake of Jurassic Park or something. It was really fucking terrifying. There were big ones that tore through the roof and little ones that raced through the hallways.
It was a big house, so there were lots of places to hide, but they were eventually going to get everybody. I don’t recall seeing people die, but there was lots of screaming and running and general pandemonium.
I eventually made it outside to a ledge above the front door. From there, I witnessed the rampage of the angry dinos around the vicinity of the house. [This is what I get for reading Cracked.com articles about killer animals before going to bed.] The sky was dark, and panicked cries mixed with roaring filled the air.
In the front yard, a shiny black dog did some kind of intricate dance with a large snake, and by dance I mean the snake was determined to go after the dog and the poor dog just could not get away from it. At one point the dog tried to jump onto the ledge beside me, and I reached out to grab its legs but it was a bit too heavy and a bit out of reach. In the back of my mind, I realized that if the dog joined me on the ledge, it would lure the snake up here too, and I didn’t want to end up as collateral damage. [In my dreams, I am a horrible person.]
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
