7/21/2010
Me and two of my friends accidentally killed someone, so we cut up the body (naturally) and buried it in a really muddy area. A cop saw that we had dug up the ground and the "trash compactor," (the machine we used to cut up the body) near a pipeline, so he told us to dig it out. We were worried that he would see the body parts, but we were able to keep them hidden to avoid getting caught. Then Paul, a senior engineer at GE, had me run some performance analysis on the mud to see how long it would be swampy for. I don't think I like the fact that my dreams somehow revert to equations and engineering analysis. I think I do enough of that in real life. Keep that shit out of my dreams.
7/29/2010
I had a ridiculously long dream similar to the movie Inception, where a bunch of us entered a dream within my original dream. The idea was that Ed Barriball, Dave Hannwacker, Ryan Jacobs (three buddies from GE) and I were on an airplane about to go to sleep. The flight attendants made us switch seats so we could sleep for longer.
When we entered the dream, it lasted for a long time. It was an island where we would stay for a week. The concept was that we all had a separate room in some apartment building and everyone in the building could steal whatever they wanted from each other. Ed, Dave, Ryan and I were all there to steal something specific, and could meet up with each other occasionally to help each other out. The first day passed without incident. On the second day, some small guy came to my door to steal stuff. I tried to lock the door, but it only locked from the outside. I was so furious that he wanted my stuff that I punched him square in the nose. More people started to show up, and I couldn't hold them all back at the doorway, so they started to steal my stuff. My friends weren't there to back me up, so they took whatever they wanted. They took some items, but I vowed to get them all back and then some throughout the week.
I went to the original small guy's room, which was a mix of Chuck E. Cheese and a huge lego playground. Also, there were really nice paintings all around the walls (not really a combination I'm used to seeing at the local Chuck E. Cheese). I stole a painting while he reluctantly allowed me, knowing full well that I would kick his ass otherwise. I went to another girl's room wearing a gorilla mask and kicked the door in. She had stolen my bacon, so I stole ALL of hers. (I am SO happy I am committing revenge crimes because of stolen bacon!) I repeated this for a few more people, stealing some random stuff and fighting an enormous goldfish-alligator in the process (wait, what??). Three girls asked me out during this whole interlude. I didn't really understand why, I guess because I was really good at thievery? I just went with it.
When we were almost done the 2nd level dream, I went through a movie theater and into a waterpark/ski-lift/maze, trying to find my way out. I woke up shortly after finding the exit and getting some popcorn. The other guys were still asleep on the airplane, but I guess we didn't find the object we were supposed to steal. Then I woke up for the tier one dream. (I've never had the dream within a dream so in-depth before. It was nuts you guys!)
8/3/2010
I'm not sure why, but I was on the Enterprise from Star Trek being chased by Wesley Snipes and some other dude. The entire dream was me going through random doors, like one after another, trying to avoid getting caught. I tried to lock the doors whenever I could, but it was a really intense chase and my dream-adrenaline was going CRAZY. At one point I hid behind a wall and punched Wesley Snipes in the face as he came around the corner. I stole his clipboard. I don't know how stealing his clipboard helped me, but I like to think it gave me some kind of advantage. Like maybe the clipboard said "People to chase: Chris Severino." I bet without that clipboard he'd be all "oh shit, I don't know who to chase anymore, guess I'll go home and eat some twizzlers." You guys, I bet Wesley Snipes fucking LOVES twizzlers.
8/9/2010
This dream started off at a big party with a lot of my Tufts friends. It was really classy, like TOP HAT classy, and I remember it being awesome and then going to the mall afterward. (I guess it was SO awesome that I don't remember anything from it, but instead remember my trip to the mall?) I went to the mall so I could go to the kitchen store to use their mixers, because I wanted to make a smoothie (ok now it makes sense. Smoothies are number one on the list of priorities). I was planning on making a smoothie out of corn on the cob. (wtf is this shit??) There were 120 steps to do to turn on the mixer, so I gave up and met up with Matt Higger (a buddy from Tufts). Together we went to an abandoned town to rid it of zombies. It was similar to a videogame that he already played, so he knew where all the good weapons were. He also had a full body suit like Ironman and a huge Gatling gun on his arm. He looked like a goddamn Gundam. He killed a huge horde of zombies with the Gatling gun. In the meantime I was using a poison dart gun to fight the zombie leader. At the end of our battle he managed to escape. To prepare for his return, Matt and I tried to teach a cat to spit darts so it could kill zombie dogs. That doesn't make as much sense as I obviously thought at the time, but I do love this idea.
8/13/2010
Sorry to end on a somber and horrific tone, but this dream was really intense and really vivid. Not as vivid as a double rainbow, but still really detailed and clear. (If you don't get the double rainbow reference, go here. Then go here for more rofls). It was one of the worst nightmares I've had in a while and I was pretty terrified. Don't worry though, I survived my own psychological labyrinth and I'm probably all the better for it. Either way, get ready to deal with what a nightmare looks like in the eyes of Chris Severino.
I had a nightmare in the theme of Silent Hill, but on an abandoned aircraft carrier, complete with "The Darkness" from the movie/video game. It started as I was pulling this old, rusty boat through a city. (I have no idea how that could possibly happen, so don't ask me. It just did, ok?) I had to angle it to fit between buildings so I could get it to an open field. I have no idea how I was pulling it, but it was damn heavy. Anyway, when I got to the field, a lot of people came on board; about 50 people including a bunch of friends. I went on and set my stuff down near the bottom of the carrier, a room where it wasn't as damp and rusty as the rest of the boat, but still fairly terrifying. I then went to one of the mid-decks where everyone was setting up to make sure it was going ok.
After a bit, I went down to the area where my bed and stuff were set up. I was getting lost around the carrier trying to find my way back and bumped into some guys trying to figure out where the food was kept. One younger guy said he'd help me find the room I was looking for. After going in and out of a bunch of doors and random paths, and up and down a few ladders, we eventually found where all the food was stored. I grabbed a few sweet tarts before we continued on to find the other room.
As we followed the paths, it started getting darker, rustier, and we both knew it was haunted (we just KNEW. I have that ability in this particular dream). We heard a noise, but it turned out to be a dog. He was a really good dog who stayed with us, so we decided to keep him because he could probably tell when there were ghosts coming or something. Then all the lights dimmed down and a really intense clanking sound started resounding along all the walls (I can't stress this enough. It was almost identical to "The Darkness" in Silent Hill. Simply a terrifying experience). All the bulkhead doors started closing as we frantically tried to find our way out of the bottom of the carrier. We saw a really menacing looking dog-animal at the end of the hallway apparate out of thin air. We booked it through one of the closing gates. We kept sprinting through a series of closing gates. I ran through one of the bulkheads and held the closing door for the other guy. The dog-monster was tearing down the hallway after us as the other dude made it through the door. I turned to get to the next door before it closed, but when I turned back I realized that the other guy suddenly decided to turn back and go through the first door. The bulkhead door closed behind him. All the bulkheads around me closed and locked. I was trapped in a tiny, dark room, but at least nothing could get in at this point. But then I heard a scraping sound coming closer from the door I had just come through. I knew it was Pyramid Head dragging his big friggn sword along the walls, coming for me.
Imagine being stalked by this guy. Terrifying.
Check out the 2:20 mark here to see almost exactly what I was going through. Except I didn't have a gun. As quickly as it came, the Darkness was over and all the bulkhead doors unlocked. It was during the day now, and sunlight came in through the doors (don't ask me how sunlight is reaching the bottom deck of an aircraft carrier). The guy who was with me was never seen again.
Update: I've been doing nothing for the past hour but watch videos of Silent Hill and Pyramid Head. They are so fucked up but I can't stop. I'm definitely going to have nightmares again tonight because of it.
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