Dream Journal

It began as a transformers food battle, where the transformers shot food at you. Then it changed and was armored humans and our weapons were needle-things that we simply threw like darts at each other. The darts would take our health down 90% to a thin, unconscious band of power. Needles were flying everywhere. They were using big blast weapons up ahead for some tougher aliens/enemies. This person in a devil costume ran by, being shot at mercilessly. Then I turned around and saw two people in the corridor behind me, walking and talking. I ran to attack but realized I was in a devil costume and so was my good friend who was with me. And the two next to us were us — twins! I was beyond fascinated, so much so that my focus began wavering in and out — dulling and sharpening. We sat down to talk and I got to know the duplicate girl. At times I was dumbly nodding, and at other times I added clever humor to the conversation. In and out. I looked at the guy and thought “That’s what I look like?” There were needles in our shoulders when we first met and they didn’t affect us. We pulled them out.