Okay... That was weird

Last Night’s dream is vague today. All I remember was that I was roaming through a massive haunted house dressed like a classic Sherlock Holmes (apart from the pink light saber).

There was my sister Heidi; who was outside dressed up like a matted werewolf and was pretty rabid. She came after me growling and spitting every time I tried to escape the house. Her pack also soiled my favorite blanket. I distinctly remember her taking off the mask and saying:

"I am going to try and bite you now, don't take offense! I'll buy you a new blanket later"

Inside I encountered a fat homicidal Bill Cosby who was chasing everyone for killing his wife. There was also a group of three brothers who were trying to snatch a bottle of over the counter pills away from me.

In the end, I was beat up by a baby who convinced everyone I had impaled him with a broken off stalactite. I convinced him not to beat me though when I told him his family was alive and still wanted him. He asked for them so I gave him cut out paper dolls of a mommy, daddy, sister, and grandparents. He was pretty pleased… I got lost in the attic.

When I woke, my left arm was completely dead asleep (My first thought was that I was having a heart attack, Haha) and I was laying Dracula style: straight and stiff, arms crossed across my chest. Can that put your arm to sleep?

The 1920's Spy

I had a dream I was a 1920s spy named Sabina. (Why am I always named in my dreams?)
I was a part of an organization of 50 people, some of them my siblings, and we took on the guise as actors. In reality we were actually storing up a factory of food. We fought constantly. There even was one point that someone thought that pressurizing all of the food along with a human body would turn the material into gold. (He claimed it was something to do with the Philosopher’s Stone)
Who knows why storing hordes of food and fighting amongst ourselves (along with a LOT of smoking… which started a few fires) was so wrong, but the government came after us plenty of times. Myself and my colleagues were shot, bombed, and set a fire on countless occasions. I even once turned into a rag doll.
In the end, they bombed our factory with everyone inside (apart from myself and a very large girl named Thelma ((She tried to kill me once, earlier in the dream as well)))
We ran to a cemetery where we saw a mausoleum with a very ornamented and large statue which looked very similar to Michelangelo’s La Pietà. I decided I wanted to die dramatically on top of that statue, so we headed in that direction.

Thelma was shot trying to run in a different direction- the bullet turned her into a squirrel.
As for myself, I made it to the top of the statue and dodged bullets. As I was dodging bullets, I saw a spaceship far off made of bronze, Aristotle was staring out the window and said something to the affect of “If you’re meant to die, then die… don’t fight it”
And so… I was shot down, Lol. Strangely enough, I went down in history as an amazing Director. Go figure.

My Viking Dream

Last Night’s Dream: I was a Greek Woman named Astyochaea who was washed up on the shores of Iceland. There I had to live with Vikings. I became a very good sword maker and thief. Haha.
The chieftain of the Viking clan had taken me in, so I made him a Katana as a thank you. Apparently, I said I had 13 elder brothers back home, but now I could never return because they would have thought I was dead. If I did return, my people would have considered me back from the dead and thus- a witch. In which I would be burned alive.
But... I ended up traveling back to Greece when the Chieftain's daughter ran off with a complete idiot who was supposed to fall for me. No, seriously, I said that in my dream.
"I am the beautiful and talented one!! He was supposed to fall for me, that idiot!"
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I am so narcissistic in my sleep. Sadly, I woke up before we got back to Greece. I was excited to see my brothers. In the end I was pretty much wearing the same outfit Kate Beckinsale wears in Van Helsing.

The Ancient Gallic Goddess

I had a dream I was an ancient (2000+ years) Gallic goddess who; for 3 centuries had been a 'pet' to the vampire Lestat. After Lestat was condemned to live underneath the ocean because he imprisoned "The Virtuoso Man" for 4 centuries, I went and retrieved The Virtuoso Man and ran away with him..... he looked like Fabio