Dream Journal 27-01-16
My dream was rather odd last night. It felt much too familiar for my liking.
I was in the old living room of my grandparents. Sitting on the floor, playing with some toys while they watched TV. The room was peaceful and they were watching something like Antique Roadshow. But then the humble greens brown started to warp into a mystical blue haze and the world went dark, as if I had left the very plane of existence that I had become so accustomed to.
(I must have been imagining myself to be 11 or so at the time)
The walls of the room had disappeared and their atoms were gathering in the centre of the room and yet neither my grandparents nor I gave any of this any notice. Not even so much as a glance and dismissal. We just carried on as if nothing in the world had changed. The cloud started to move and take the shape of a woman in a long blue dress. Still my grandparents paid it no attention. I had now noticed what was going on but did not react in any violent way. I calmly looked up from my wooden toys and asked if the kind lady would move out of my grandparents vision. The lady in blue shot a glare at me and replied to my request by slicing through the throats of my grandparents and absorbing them into her own self. The same thing that happened to the walls happened to them, my grandparents were broken down to a molecular level where their atoms reformed as a part of this ghostly woman. My reaction to this was quite calm and collected. I merely stated how she has caused a bit of a bother because now my grandparents will not get to finish their show. Again she looked at me, this time I was given deaths cold stare. I honestly think that I should have been petrified at what was happening to me in this dream but as the lady in blue reached for her blade to slit my throat and absorb my molecules into hers, I commented on the life that we used to have together and how I wish we could have had more time.