But this one's the exception. This was a dream with PLOT.
- The Dream -
It took place sometime in the future, because for some strange reason, I lived on a newly colonized moon. Life is pretty good here, except for the board of directors that did some bad stuff I can't remember, it just felt that they were bad (it's a dream so believe me that they were up to no good. Feelings are as good as evidence and I got a bad feeling around them).
Anyways, I ended up doing some sort of corporate espionage shit that exposed a nasty secret about these guys and the entire colony. Unfortunately, I got caught.
Then I was presented to the board of directors on the moon where for some reason, The Rock was there.
So the board of directors start discussing about how to deal with me and they decide to kill me or some shit (like I said, got a bad feeling about them).
For some reason, The Rock jumps up and says "I'll do it. I'll kill him."
Obviously, I just about shit my dreamt up pants and then he escorts me into the elevator. For some reason, the elevator was operated by this hot blonde chick (Apparently in my future, elevators on the moon need operators). The Rock turns to me and reveals that he is actually a secret agent and was sent to protect me from the bad guys because it's important that this information I got is revealed. The elevator stops he steps out to survey. Then, The Rock gets made into swiss cheese as he's gunned down.
I immediately pushed for the door to close (hot blonde operator couldn't do shit probably because she was in awe that someone killed The Rock. Luckily, I heroed up and pushed the button like a boss).
The elevator rapidly flew down 32 levels (don't know why, but that's the number). We rush out to this rocky terrain under the moon filled with tunnels and shit.
With the bad guys not far behind we run through this really tight maze like dungeon, like something you see out of a Legend of Zelda game (I don't know enough about the moon to confirm or deny such an existence).
Anyways, the tunnels started getting smaller and smaller until we're both on our knees crawling through. Then I started developing an immense phobia about the cramped space and run the hell out, leaving the chick all alone. Basically, I abandon her to save my own ass.
But the bad guys were real close. I manage to dodge them without being seen and I saw that the chasing party was being led by none other than Scarecrow from Batman Begins. Then, I take out my gun and started going Rambo on their asses, protecting my beloved blonde companion whom I just met a few minutes ago. I was poppin' caps left and right while being a bad-ass.
Scarecrow was right on her heels and was about to catch her. I was running through, desperately trying to reach the blonde chick before the guy does any harm to her. I see scarecrow reaching out to her. Then, I blew his brains out and saved her life.
Soon, we make it to safety on a boat where she was no longer a blonde but the hot young red haired version of the maid from American Horror Story. We make out cause I'm a badass.
Action heroes get the hot chicks
I woke up soon after and I knew that this was the one dream I had to blog about for the sheer scale of epicness. It was definitely one of the strangest dreams I had in a while.
Please note: I don't always have strange dreams, but when I do, I make sure it's lucid.
