Dreamwatch: Mini-Demons and Mob Hotels
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mundensMy annoying cough is just about gone. Following the advice of a friend, I closed the door to my bedroom so I would not be disturbed by cats, and so I slept real well last night. I did awake at around 4.00am, but as I had gone to bed earlier than normal, this was unsurprising. And I even managed to get to sleep again afterwards.
What this means is that I remember parts of the dream I was having before waking at 4.00am and I also remember the dream when I woke up 6.30am as well.
Swarms of Demons
The first dream I remembered involved dealing with an attack of thousands of mini-demons. In the dream they were referred to as demons, though there wasn't anything particulallry demonic about them except for their blood-thirstiness and implacable attack.
There were three sorts of demons involved. One type was the small monkey-demons, about the size of a capuchin, but looking more scary. These would swarm over you drag you down and rip you to shreds. In the dream, I watched from shelter as a group of people tried to escape across something that looked like a school or a campus. I was considering making a break for it as the monkey-demons focussed on this group, but instead watched transfixed as they pulled the group down in the same way the army of the undead pulled down the Mumaks on Pelenor Field in RoTK.
One of them looked up and looked straight at me, gobbets of blood and flesh dripping from it's mouth, which contained sharp pointed teeth, holding something soggy and red in one clawed hand. It dared me to try and make it across the courtyard, and I shrank back in terror.
Then the wave of smaller demons hit. There were two types of small flying demons. One lot that looked sort of like demonic love-birds, green with red and yellow heads, feathery wings, bird-like feet. The other lot were greyish, and I can't really remember what they looked like. It was almost like you couldn't remember what they looked like, because their appearance continually shifted, except the gross features, that they were small, grey, and flying.
We ran, swatting smaller demons away from our faces, and pulling them off of our exposed skin where they tried to eat into the flesh.
The attacks of the demons were actually an expected occurrence in the dream frame, people had prepared "demon shelters" designed to prevent their access and to hide in during the demon attacks.
We got to one of these shelters. It was concrete, like the military strong-point known as a "pill-box", but with heavy wire-reinforced glass covering what would have been firing ports in a pill-box. Presumably someone had determined that the reinforced glass was strong enough to repel the attacks of the small demons.
I saw the love-bird demons mixed with some of the small, grey fliers spattering all over the glass trying to get in, like a swarm of huge bees, as we slowly squashed all the fliers that had managed to get into the shelter when we came through the door.
We watched out thru the wire-reinforced windows as the unfortunate people stuck outside the shelters were shredded and eaten, waiting for the demon attack to stop.
People were crying, about loved ones they had lost in this attack, or in earlier attacks, or about not knowing whether people had made it to other shelters. A twenty-something girl whose boy-friend had been in the group pulled down by the monkey demons looked up at me her face streaked with tears, and cried "Why do they do it? When will it end?"
I had no answers, and just held her close so I couldn't see her eyes any more.
Mob Hotel
I was in a large, swanky, but slightly crass hotel, like something in Las Vegas, as seen on that Casino reality TV show. I was trying to get closer to a woman who was singing on the corner of the lobby, she was famous, and I liked her music. I managed to get quite close, when my boss, Tony, said "stop wasting time get up to room blargh and check on the customers there."
I went to the room in question, and it was obviously a meeting mob bosses. I was terrified. They all looked up at me when I entered, all of them looking like they would have me killed for the temerity of disturbing their conference. I stuttered out that Tony, my boss, had sent me to make sure they were being catered for properly, and whether they wanted anything, anything at all. At least one of them grinned at that, and I wondered why, but realizing now that i was just serving staff, they ignored me and went back to their conversation.
A huge gorilla of a guy in suit that barely fitted, came over and told me to leave, and as he spoke to me I saw something that was like a crane gantry getting closer to the window. I immediately realized that it was going to come through the window, and that it was an assault on these people, and Tony had used me as a distraction. I ran, caring not whether the goon got worried by that.
As I went down the hall the sound of crashing glass, small grenade-like explosions and automatic weapons fire followed me. I rand don the stairs, going so fast I was bouncing round the landing walls, until I reached the ground floor.
About to go out into the lobby, I realized there were more mob soldiers out there obviously looking for a target, maybe me. So i continued down to the basement, and crouched under a stair-well behind use bags of dirty laundry, hugging my knees, shaking and shivering in fear.
It was then that I noticed I had high-heels and stockings on, and as I looked further up my body, a short, tight hotel uniform skirt, and breasts. Yes, I was actually a woman!
Perhaps unsurprisingly, I woke up at this point!
What this means is that I remember parts of the dream I was having before waking at 4.00am and I also remember the dream when I woke up 6.30am as well.
Swarms of Demons
The first dream I remembered involved dealing with an attack of thousands of mini-demons. In the dream they were referred to as demons, though there wasn't anything particulallry demonic about them except for their blood-thirstiness and implacable attack.
There were three sorts of demons involved. One type was the small monkey-demons, about the size of a capuchin, but looking more scary. These would swarm over you drag you down and rip you to shreds. In the dream, I watched from shelter as a group of people tried to escape across something that looked like a school or a campus. I was considering making a break for it as the monkey-demons focussed on this group, but instead watched transfixed as they pulled the group down in the same way the army of the undead pulled down the Mumaks on Pelenor Field in RoTK.
One of them looked up and looked straight at me, gobbets of blood and flesh dripping from it's mouth, which contained sharp pointed teeth, holding something soggy and red in one clawed hand. It dared me to try and make it across the courtyard, and I shrank back in terror.
Then the wave of smaller demons hit. There were two types of small flying demons. One lot that looked sort of like demonic love-birds, green with red and yellow heads, feathery wings, bird-like feet. The other lot were greyish, and I can't really remember what they looked like. It was almost like you couldn't remember what they looked like, because their appearance continually shifted, except the gross features, that they were small, grey, and flying.
We ran, swatting smaller demons away from our faces, and pulling them off of our exposed skin where they tried to eat into the flesh.
The attacks of the demons were actually an expected occurrence in the dream frame, people had prepared "demon shelters" designed to prevent their access and to hide in during the demon attacks.
We got to one of these shelters. It was concrete, like the military strong-point known as a "pill-box", but with heavy wire-reinforced glass covering what would have been firing ports in a pill-box. Presumably someone had determined that the reinforced glass was strong enough to repel the attacks of the small demons.
I saw the love-bird demons mixed with some of the small, grey fliers spattering all over the glass trying to get in, like a swarm of huge bees, as we slowly squashed all the fliers that had managed to get into the shelter when we came through the door.
We watched out thru the wire-reinforced windows as the unfortunate people stuck outside the shelters were shredded and eaten, waiting for the demon attack to stop.
People were crying, about loved ones they had lost in this attack, or in earlier attacks, or about not knowing whether people had made it to other shelters. A twenty-something girl whose boy-friend had been in the group pulled down by the monkey demons looked up at me her face streaked with tears, and cried "Why do they do it? When will it end?"
I had no answers, and just held her close so I couldn't see her eyes any more.
Mob Hotel
I was in a large, swanky, but slightly crass hotel, like something in Las Vegas, as seen on that Casino reality TV show. I was trying to get closer to a woman who was singing on the corner of the lobby, she was famous, and I liked her music. I managed to get quite close, when my boss, Tony, said "stop wasting time get up to room blargh and check on the customers there."
I went to the room in question, and it was obviously a meeting mob bosses. I was terrified. They all looked up at me when I entered, all of them looking like they would have me killed for the temerity of disturbing their conference. I stuttered out that Tony, my boss, had sent me to make sure they were being catered for properly, and whether they wanted anything, anything at all. At least one of them grinned at that, and I wondered why, but realizing now that i was just serving staff, they ignored me and went back to their conversation.
A huge gorilla of a guy in suit that barely fitted, came over and told me to leave, and as he spoke to me I saw something that was like a crane gantry getting closer to the window. I immediately realized that it was going to come through the window, and that it was an assault on these people, and Tony had used me as a distraction. I ran, caring not whether the goon got worried by that.
As I went down the hall the sound of crashing glass, small grenade-like explosions and automatic weapons fire followed me. I rand don the stairs, going so fast I was bouncing round the landing walls, until I reached the ground floor.
About to go out into the lobby, I realized there were more mob soldiers out there obviously looking for a target, maybe me. So i continued down to the basement, and crouched under a stair-well behind use bags of dirty laundry, hugging my knees, shaking and shivering in fear.
It was then that I noticed I had high-heels and stockings on, and as I looked further up my body, a short, tight hotel uniform skirt, and breasts. Yes, I was actually a woman!
Perhaps unsurprisingly, I woke up at this point!
