Somniary Entry 1 Unending

Sorry, am tardy. I have been working on the next page all day again and couldn't finish until now. It's late and I am tired, so I'll finish it tomorrow morning. Instead I thought I'd share a dream with you. It's from last night (or rather this morning) and became lucid (it just happens to me, I don't know how).

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So, it all started on some kind of space ship. I didn't see any stars or controls, I just knew. I sat in a nearly empty, rectangular storage room together with at least one other woman kneeling beside me. She had greenish yellowish skin with blue speckles that felt scaly but soft anyways. Also she was barely wearing anything, I don't know why. Though, I knew she was a mother. There were a few boxes in the corner and the light was dim and orange. I was afraid. I knew I was hiding from something, but not what that was.

Suddenly a deafening siren started to blare and red alarm lights flashed houndingly. I desperately held onto the other woman. Apparently I was sure that she would protect me from whatever doom was approaching. I shook in fear hiding behind her. Then a machine gun turret unfolded from the wall and took aim at me. I couldn't move as countless bullets hit against my protector seeking my destruction. She didn't die and none of the bullets reached me. I never saw her face or anything of her front and she had never moved from her spot or said any word.

I must have left the room afterwards, because I found myself in a hallway the next moment, cowering in the corner of a turning. It was dark, gray and freezing cold. For some reason I watched myself from a security camera. I was smaller and more frail than I really am and only wore a light white dress. I did not notice as another turret emerged from the wall. Squirming and suffering I felt the metal pass through me. The bullets did not injure me, but it hurt just as if they did.

I lay still as it stopped, but alive.

The next scene I was maybe older, but definitely stronger and I wore more clothes, pants, a shirt and the gym shoes I wore for PE back in school. I even was in some kind of school. It felt like it. Though, there were two people in lab coats around me. I was assigned a room. It looked clinical and had two beds. I had a room mate, but never saw them. This all felt very relaxing compared to the start and I was finally able to look around on my own. There was a certain room just accross mine. It was some kind of laboratory and I wholeheartedly began to touch everything lying around. Sadly I cannot remember much in detail except that one glass basin. It contained radioactive material, which I, of course, picked up. I felt the radiation as a warm glow, like the heat wave of a warm, well, radiator. A lab coat scolded me for it and I had to put it back.

Another day maybe, but another moment certainly. I was fragile again and wearing that dress. The room I was in was bright with a wooden floor and a high ceiling. Despite the nice atmosphere I was stricken with fear... again. An older man in a lab coat I had met before in the school/lab was there. He was the head of the facility.

Other pupils were with me in that room, dressed in pastel coloured dresses. It was a sort of dancing lesson, but I couldn't do it. I just fell to the ground as if my legs were made of wool. Knowing what was going to happen I whimpered and shivered unable to protect myself. The lab coat moved closer, without words. He picked me up and carried me like a doll still silently whining. There was a hatch in the wall I hadn't noticed before, half see-through leading to a small alcove behind it. He put me in there. It had as high a ceiling as the dancing room. The hatch closed. Then there was a machine gun turret taking aim. Bullets flew and passed through me until I lay on a bed of metal, until there was no more space and my body filled with lead.

I still didn't die, but it hurt. It hurt so bad.