Awesome dream...I was buying gifts at 9:00 PM for some reason, and I bought an Iowa Cyclone bird for Jon as a Christmas present, thinking it was an Iowa Hawkeye bird. So I had to take it back and exchange it. I went home and Jon was waiting for me in the drive way. He, for some reason or another, had driven a black Volkswagen bug. I got out of my car and hugged him, but he seemed distraught. I pulled back and asked him what was wrong. He said he’d been waiting there since 4:00 PM. I was stunned, and asked why. He said he’d wanted to see me, so he waited.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came, and a bright light filled the sky, orange in color. I grabbed Jon’s hand, and he began to be pulled by the wind as if a magnet were pulling him somewhere. He was still down, and didn’t seem to mind the wind. I pulled him toward the house, but the wind grew stronger. Suddenly we were picked up by the wind and pulled across town. We were pulled into a tunnel going down into the ground, and were about to slam into a door. I braced myself, but the pain didn’t come. I looked around, and I’d gone through the door as if I were intangible. I was shocked, but Jon’s hand began to slip. I tightened my grip.
A white light enveloped me all of a sudden. I stood before an alter of what looked like a Grecian temple. I looked up and saw a giant angel standing over me. She began to speak, saying Jon was in trouble, and I needed to help him. I agreed, and the angel led me to a white room. The walls began to shine very brightly, and I was blinded. I walked forward, stumbling, and found I was in a well-lit warehouse. I walked toward an open doorway, away from the bright white light I’d come from. I found a pathway leading up a slope in a room. It looked like someone had hollowed out a large amount of sandstone and was trying to create a tunnel upward. I looked around, and saw three people coming toward me. Jessica and Jeremiah from school were there, and they were accompanied by Jon. Jon looked very upset with me, almost mad. He took my hand and led me up the slope to a line of papers plastered on a wall. I looked at them and was confused. Jon began plastering more papers on the wall, and paid me no mind. I looked around for something to do. Jon was mumbling about needing to draw a map of Europe from Norse Mythology all from memory. I then realized I had my English book with me, and took it out. I opened it to a page with a picture of that exact map, then showed it to him. He looked shocked, and took the book from me, still angry-seeming. He looked at the page and set the book down before walking off. Jessica began yelling at Jerry for something, and I tried to stop them from arguing. They bickered, and finally I bit Jessica’s shoulder to stop her from yelling at Jerry.
Suddenly, I heard my name being called. I looked toward the opening of the sandstone room to the warehouse and heard my name again. I ran out to find a paper floating in the air. Words were written on it, saying something in my mother’s handwriting. I read it, and it seemed to be a message about going over to Jon’s house.
I was confused, and took the paper back to the sandstone room. I looked around and saw Jon staring at the book. I came up to him and asked him why we were here. He looked up angrily, and told me we were in another world and were trying to get to the surface. Suddenly it dawned on me. This wasn’t another world. It was our own, several centuries in the future. I asked him, what if this was our world in the future, just covered by so many layers of sand and soil that we were trapped below. He looked taken aback, and suddenly ran to the papers plastered on the wall. He examined them, and came back. Jon began talking, as if to himself, about me being there. He said I shouldn’t be here, that it was impossible. There was a flashback to Jon and I walking through a forested area on a hill, and I drew near to him. He asked me if I noticed anything different about the trees. I saw a few hand logs hidden behind their branches, and told him so. He smiled and said he’d been trying to create a tree-nest to sit in. I pointed to a large tree and said it’d be the perfect one to sit in. He agreed with me. The flashback ended, and I was in the room again. I looked up to the end of the tunnel, and walked there. I began digging, and it came to mind, how was I in the future. I asked Jessica, but she couldn’t answer. I heard my name again, so I walked to the warehouse. I found a telephone floating in the air, and I answered it. My mother’s voice was on it, saying I needed to come home right then. It was 6:00 AM, and I shouldn’t be at Jon’s house anymore. I told her I was watching a very long movie, but I’d be home soon.
I walked back to the sandstone room, and began digging again. Jon was plastering more papers to the wall. I dug some more, and then began talking about how we could survive. He wrote on the wall about the life down there, and how we could survive without the surface. I continued digging, and scraped on a new layer. I was abruptly in the white room again, and the angel told me I could go. I asked why I’d been brought there, and she said Jon had needed my help to get to the surface, and he couldn’t have done it without me. He wrote a story when he got to the surface, and I asked to read it. The angel told me I couldn’t, because I’d already agreed that if I came to help Jon, I couldn’t read his story. I pleaded to read it, but she wouldn’t let me. She told me she would tell me my future instead. She told me in the past, my life would turn out well. I would try to commit suicide, and Jon would leave me after I’d recovered. I would be saved from my depression by my agent from work, and he would help me through the rest of my life. We would eventually marry, and have two children. Hearing this, I started crying. I didn’t want Jon to leave me. I didn’t want a life without Jon. The angel sighed, and showed me one page from Jon’s story. She showed me that I had killed him inside when I tried to commit suicide. I had told him I hated him for saving me from the drug overdose, and he left me. I hated myself then. I couldn’t bear a life without Jon… I cried and cried, and then was transported back to my house. Jon had just left in his black convertible, and I realized I had to stop my future from happening. I wanted to stay with Jon. I didn’t want him to leave. I had to change it. It couldn’t be sound.
Weird dream. It was very sad in the actual dream, but it doesn’t sound all that deep when I wrote it…
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