~IDAGS~
~~Beginning~~
This one is a bit more confusing, but I’ll try my best to explain it logically. It starts off I’m walking down the street in some unkown city, like LA or NY, with my partner. We’re heading back to the TDAT-TU (Trans-Dimensional and Time-Travel Unit. At least, that’s what I call it.) But anyway, we're heading back toward that. Alright, to try to help things a bit, here's a summary as best I can figure from the dream, as to what we were doing overall:
Okay, we, my partner and I, are assigned to guard this device, this Trans-Dimensional and Time-Travel Unit, the TDAT-TU. If the TDAT-TU fell into the wrong hands it would be disastrous. (I know this sounds cliched, but if it were your dream, you'd know how serious this felt in there.) The TDAT-TU is a machine that transports you anywhere in any space or time continuum. On the machine itself, you must punch in a code to open the door to let you in. The strange thing about the TDAT-TU is that it looked like my dad's truck. On the outside, at least. I guess it made it look more ordinary. But in the camper on the truck-disguise was the 'actual' TDAT-TU. Inside, it was a padded floor, so when transporting you could not get hurt. It had a locking device that could be turned on, when inside, so no one on the outside could open the door. It was bullet-proof, Thank God. And it had an auto-move function on it. This function caused the TDAT-TU to move after a certain amount of time to not allow for discovery. It was my partner and my duty to protect the TDAT-TU, and move it whenever necessary. Altho, sometimes we were late, and it left without us. In cases like these, we were stuck wherever we got left, until the TDAT-TU came back around. It hop-scotched in an irregular, non-traceable pattern, so it couldn't be tracked. It was truly a work of mechanical ingenious.
So, back to what we were doing. My partner and I were returning to the TDAT-TU, when we noticed a man in a suit following us. My partner noticed him first and pointed him out. We remained calm for a while, until we saw we weren't going to lose him. The characters that were after the TDAT-TU knew what we looked like, and knew the machine. They were willing to kill anyone to get at it. Then we started to jog, hoping that we weren't too obvious. Unfortunately, he had us spotted. A couple other men had joined the first one, now. We started running down the street, while the men in suits fired at us. My partner shouted something about it being right up ahead. (Lucky thing for us, the men in suits were horrible shots.) We made it to the TDAT-TU, and my partner was punching in the combo as fast as he could, swearing under his breath. He got the door open and jumped in, I was being frantic, rushing him to get in. I looked back and the men in suits were only a few hundred feet away, running towards us, still shooting. "Oh *SHIT*!!!" I hollered, as my partner pulled me inside. The door slammed just as the men in suits got there. The TDAT-TU started to whirr. "Sit back," my partner said. Then the inside of the TDAT-TU started spinning. (Do you know the ride The Gravitron at fair? Well, that's what it felt like, on the inside. On the outside the TDAT-TU didn't look like it was moving at all.)
From there, since my partner hadn't had time to program the TDAT-TU to take us to a specified spot, we ended up in some jungle on an unknown planet somewhere. Luckily, the men in suits hadn't been able to follow us. (But the men in suits *did* have the ability to track us; it's like a search of every dimension, and every world, so eventually they *do* find you if you don't keep moving.) But, we figured we were safe for the time being, and took up with a tribe of natives that lived there. The TDAT-TU was left hidden in the jungle.
Then, one day, many months later, my partner and I were out walking thru the jungle with two natives (they both spoke English), when an arrow was shot. It struck a tree ahead of us. My partner and I knew instantly what it was, the men in suits had found us. So we started running. Somehow, it ended up so my partner was being carried on one of the natives shoulders, and the other native was riding on mine. (Okay, I can't explain *that* one, but that's what was going on.) All the while arrows were being fired at us.
One of the arrows hit my partner, going through his head. And then one hit the native that was riding on my shoulders. But the other native and I kept running. Then I called, "Look! There it is!!" The TDAT-TU had appeared in front of us. (It had long since moved on, and had found its way back here, so fortunately for us.) We made it to the TDAT-TU and safely in. It immediately transported us elsewhere.
All right, the thing with being what we were, IDAGS (Inter-Dimensional and Galactic Soldiers, this is what I've come to call them,) we were in a bit more of a fantasy world. Everyone that actually *lived* on a certain planet, all rules of mortality applied to them. But for us, as it were my partner and myself, things like this were not quite that way. You could never actually *die*, altho it may appear that way. You were only dead for as long as everyone that witnessed your death were present. (Remember, this only applied to IDAGS, or the men in suits.) You were dead to everyone that saw you die, and you would always remain dead to them on that world in that dimension. But as soon as they were gone, you were alive again. So you couldn't *really* die. You may have appeared *dead*, but you weren't *dead*. If any of that makes sense at all. It's more of a feeling and a knowledge gained than that which can be explained. (I always confuse people here.) But the important thing to realize, is that even tho my partner was shot through the head with an arrow, he's not really dead. But I couldn't do anything for him at the time, so I had to leave him.
Anyway, the native and I ended up in Forks, (of all places!), but we did. But it was a bigger, more dream-enhanced Forks. We got out of the truck, after it landed in an abandoned room, (my old (the one I had before my sister moved out) room, in my old house. But like I said, this was a dream-enhanced version of eveything.) We got out, and the native demanded, "What the hell is going on here!?" I quieted him and told him that I'd tell him later. We had to be quiet because the men in suits were after us, they had managed to follow us this time. He quieted down. I found an old sign that said "For Rent" on it and put it in the doorway, then roped off the room. Then we left. We went into town, or something. But fortunately we managed to avoid the men in suits. They never found us and moved on in their search.
We returned to the room where the TDAT-TU was; I had the idea we'd take it and get out of there. But apparently not all the men in suits had left, I had miscalculated, a very misfortunate error on my part. We ran back to the room to take the TDAT-TU elsewhere, but when we got there, it was't there. "SHIT!" I swore again, as I motioned for my native friend to follow me. He did, demanding again what we were doing, why we were running, and who we were running from. I told him to be quiet again and we ran down the hall and into the room at the end, (looked just like my parents' bedroom, only, as before, much, *much* larger, and dream-enhanced.) We hid there, and the men in suits passed us by.
Then I *had* to tell the native what was going on. Since my partner was "dead", at least, for now, I needed a new partner and since the native was already involved, I figured I should tell him what was going on. I felt I owed him that much. We ended up staying there, in the room where the TDAT-TU had originally put us, for a long time. Then, one day, when I was explaining a little more about the IDAGS to the new partner, my old partner shows up. (Don't ask me how he got there without a transport, I don't know.) He's really pissed when he sees me telling the native about everything. "What the hell you doing??" He demands. I look up, I'm truly shocked to see him. I tell him, "You were dead. I needed to have someone else." His face turns sympathetic, and he nodded his head in understanding. We figure it wouldn't hurt to have three. So he helps me explain things to the native.
But, then again, the men in suits tracked us here. We saw them down the hall, so we made a break to our room before they got too close. "Stop!!" and "Freeze!!" the men in suits were yelling at us. We made it to the room, and to our great relief and surprise, the TDAT-TU appears right as we enter. We got into it and transported elsewhere.
Then I woke up. Bummer.
~~End~~
~IDAGS~
~Horrific~
~Beginning~
It began when I was in a classroom, like a college class, during a presentation. The teacher was up in the front of the class speaking about a gruesome slaying. Then he started the film that they were to watch. I was in the back, with this ominous feeling of something terrible. I was saying nothing, but felt that I was spying and had a mission to complete. The film began and firstly showed a mass of people screaming in utter terror and begging for their lives and mercy. The creatures, for creatures indeed they were, were laughing maniacally at the pitiful cries of the people. The teacher then broke into a first-person past-tense of what was happening. He was saying something like, “We had to. They deserved it,” and other things of that sort. The students in the class were not allowed to leave the room and were being forced to continue to watch the torture, although they did not seem to mind. They appeared to be fascinated by what they saw and absorbing all of it for later use.
Now, on the film, the creatures were destroying the people’s eyes, blinding them. They were doing this by way of ripping the eyes out of their sockets then exploding them by squeezing them or running them through with a mettalic object of some sort. The wails of the people were horrifying to hear, and the macabre scene was awful to witness. The teacher was continuing to speak, “They were so weak, they deserved to die. Nothing that pathetic deserves to live.” The students all had accepting looks on their faces.
But that wasn’t the worst of it. Next the creatures on the film took out rotating disc saws and used them to further torture their hapless victims. One creature would hold the head of a person back with their mouth open, while another would take the saw and cut out the person’s teeth, down by the roots, taking gum and all. The wails of excruciating pain were only met with sinister laughter from the creatures that were mutilating the people.
I finally couldn’t stand it anymore, and was attempting to leave, when the teacher spotted me. We locked gazes. In that moment I realized who he was, that he was one of the creatures on the film, and the people in this class were being trained to do the same gruesome things that they were watching being committed. The monster in the front the classroom also realized that I wasn’t one of them, and that he had to stop me. I was positive that if he caught me, we would kill me the same way as the people in the video.
I dashed out the door, and everyone followed the teacher’s lead, pursuing me out the door and outside. They had morphed into some sort of being with wings, horrible, ugly creatures, with blood on their lips and death in their eyes.
(I just want to say now the rest of this gets a little strange.)
Somehow I end up in a phone booth with another person, and the creatures are all swarming around outside the booth, unable to get inside. The man I’m in the booth with also appears to know what these things are, and we are both terrified. Mysteriously, we are able to get the phone booth to move forward. We continue to do this, and gain speed. The creatures see we are getting away and go and morph into toasters in the road causing speed bumps, in hopes that they might tip us over.
Miraculously we make a get away and find ourselves in a meadow, by a creek. There is an old man, hunchbacked with long gray beard and hair. We know right away that he is also a creature. But he does not seem violent like the rest. The other creatures are fast approaching but when they get to us, the old man says to them, “Stop!” All the creatures halt at his words. The ancient continues, “Do you think we have come this far and lived this long by acting the way you are?” The man’s question was a posing one. A murmur of discussion travels through the mob of monsters. Then they shake their heads. “Go, make peace,” their ancient leader tell them.
They immediately turn themselves into their human forms again, and come to us and make friends. We are shocked, but quickly accept them.
The next thing I know I am kneeling in the creek with one of the younger creatures, and he has a scrap of paper. He holds it in the water, and waves it in a fish-like motion. It turns into a glorious salmon. He hands the fish to me, and it slowly fades back to its original paper form, wriggling in the water. The youth laughs at my surprise, and begins to explain how to make it turn into a fish when we are disturbed by some destructive force. I never find out what it was. We never got to finish the lesson. And then, I woke up.
~End~
~Horrific~
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