The Dream Log

Me, Matt, my brother and a few other people were fighters against a malicious group of imitators. The imitators could change their shape, very good at blending in, and they were the bad guys. There were only six of us that knew about the bad guys and their plans. My plan: we had to leave town, because if we stayed, the imitators would target my family. It was the last night. It slowly turned into evening. The six of us stayed in my room, pretending to just hang out. My parents were upstairs. We looked at old scrapbooks, laughing and enjoying the comfort of our own home. I was getting sadder and sadder, knowing the time was drawing short and when I say goodnight to my friends and family tonight, it would be the last time, because I'm never coming back here again. If I do, the imitators would find out where my family lived. Evening fell. I'd left my room and was packing with some of the others. My brother stayed in my room because he was reading a book. I saw four men suddenl...

It was a post-apocalyptic world.  Thick fog everywhere. The enemy was a cloak that ate things, it would cover something and make it disappear. I met with the group of heroes for the new earth that were super powerful and had superpowers. I couldn't remember what they were but they were the doctors I worked with and some coworkers. They wore this crazy armor with gold and cloth hats and stuff.

I just remembered this dream when I woke up this morning, don't think I wrote it down before. There was a house that had this really weird layout of rooms. Like a solid box, very hard to get around because there were so many rooms layered all around each other. No hallways, just interconnected rooms. The deeper into the house we went the weirder I felt. Throughout the dream I knew we were getting closer to finding out what's wrong with the house; it'd paralyze people and then these weird other-dimension black bars with golden light would shoot out of nowhere and consume the people. Of course I ran like hell when I saw them. Don't remember the details of the dream but the black bars quivering into existence and shooting outward...

I dreamed I was stuck in an alternate universe with a few people, about half a dozen, so we had to figure out how to get back to my universe. We were about to walk to the train station from my house but someone said they forgot something. "Wow are you serious? Okay I guess we're gonna wait," said me and this other Sneaky Asian Girl. We just stood there and she said, "You know what I wanna do while we wait? EXPLORE!" So we both turned into cats and sneaked into this guys house and ate his sushi. I don't remember much what happened afterward though, I don't think I flew.

The same freaking mall in all of my dreams. Same city. Part of me wants it to stop but another part doesn't. Anyway, I went there again. Sometimes I'm shopping and other times just looking. I don't think I buy things anymore, I just look. Jewelry on the stand, notebooks, chocolate, food... clothing. I could fly and I needed to do something for my company whose HQ is in New York, a very tall building. I couldn't use the elevators, which were very very small, so I went up the stairwell which was also very small. I half flew, half jumped, chased by someone or something. When I got to the rooftop, the entire roof was covered with undercover agents pretending not to know who I was. I had to jump before they got me, so I ran to the rooftop and jumped. I spread my wings and flew. I ended up in an enclosed little area in a foresty plain. Someone was there and after I met with them, I had to return to the HQ. But the winds were too high and I couldn't take flight. This...

I got a burn that was the shape of a face and the aliens put something in my neck