Speak to My Finger

I have two dreams that I wanna share here. I dreamed back on 2 consecutive nights. They are totally weird and they don't make sense at all.

First dream.

I was somewhere, I think a bar, escorted by a guy. It's like there is one good guy and one bad guy. I was apparently with the good guy but I can feel that he is not entirely the goodie type. In fact the bad guy is actually the good guy. I am not sure if they were fighting over me like I have something innate that they want. So as I was sitting in between these two guys over a meal or a drink, there was a commotion. A devil in armour and I can't see its face but it's holding a club entered the premise. A soldier tried to stop it but suddenly had its head rolling to the ground when the club touched its neck. Two soldier heads rolled down the stairs...

I was just calm seeing that happened in front of me but I think there was chaos suddenly. I think a fight broke out between the two guys. I was not sure if they were trying to prevent that devil from further encroaching the area or just taking the opportunity to kidnap me.

I just ran into the bar area and then collapsed with a tightness in my chest. I think there was another devil coming into where I was but people were just running away so it was kinda chaotic. As my right hand was gripping my chest, I saw symbols emerging on my left hand. I saw a black thin cross drawn below my middle finger and 5 colourful stars growing... All I could hear the back of my mind screaming 'Don't come out' as though this should not be happening as though something bad will happen if they appeared. And then I blackout.

When I woke up... I found myself in a family home. The kid was running around and I could not understand what he was trying to say. I think he was asking what was I doing in the house. The mother served us breakfast. Suddenly the father saw a figure moving in the darkness and he stood up and said I must hide. I could hear my mind said "I have seen you acting before...". He definitely looked familiar but I could not pin point when he looks a little older with white hair. So he hid me in a bedroom in a roll of comforter with a torchlight.

I could not comprehend the situation but followed nevertheless.

Shortly after I was hidden, a group of uniform force entered the premise searching for me. They didn't spot me because the father placed documents messily on the comforter that was wrapping me. I was surprised that they overlook too. In that moment, I didn't know how I could come out from the comforter but I know my body was inside the bundle and saw all the uniform people walking around. I was also playing hide and seek with them too because I was so afraid that they saw me. I think I did an astral traveling.

When it was safe, I asked the father what they wanted from me but he didn't answer. I was not sure if he knew the answer but he seemed reluctant.

The symbols on my left palm were gone...

Second dream.

I was in a lift with someone like we were bickering playfully and all of a sudden the lift got broken and when to the lowest ground with the door opened. The colour in the lift was like how hell is depicted... those bloody red spotlights emanated from the corners... and so I just jumped out from the lift because I thought it was not safe.

And then all of a sudden, I had the feeling it was the wrong choice to do so. Even the person in the lift didn't do so or rather dare not. It seems like I was in a big group but only two of us in the lift while the rest was at somewhere else.

And then I realised by jumping out from the lift... I have traveled to my past like 10 years ago. I didn't know where I was so I walked on the street near to the lift and then saw street food peddlers. I was hungry but had no money but my feeling told me it was fine to just grab the food from the Thai peddler at the corner on the slope.

I looked around and could my hear my thoughts saying 'When did my college look so different? Where does this Thai food stall come out from? We are talking about NZ right? Are all this even allowed?!' I continued to walk and then I reached a dorm. And all of a sudden, my heart ached for a Japanese friend whom I get along well back in college. In the dream I could feel how much I miss her and all those collegemates...

In the dorm, one of the room doors opened and there... this Japanese friend of mine, which I just mentioned, came out from the door. I was shocked and yet overwhelmed and she welcomed me into her room as though I was there to meet up with her.

She had a nice duvet and I was then holding a cup cupping on her duvet as she covered herself partially in the duvet. The way we interacted was like those old times. However, I broke the news quite immediately that I was from the future. I said it with no hesitance. She tried to digest it while in a deep thought.

Then all of a sudden I didn't know why Thai friend just popped up from the duvet. I don't remember both of them knew each other let alone being roomie. No both of them in the past stayed alone in the room. Only I had roommates....

Anyways...

There was a reason I said that and there was something else I was telling her but I don't feel I remember at all... I could just feel it was somewhat important through my feelings.

And then I panicked because I don't know how to go home to the 10 years in the future. I realised the lift exit was just a one-way-ticket. The moment you got out of the lift... the fate is sealed. That was why the other person didn't even jump out! Just stay in the lift until help comes!

And then I didn't remember what happened later because I was then felt a surge of relief of seeing that friend in the dream.

If you happened to read my blog regularly, this is not the first time I dreamed about my college. And I don't know why... but to be frank my college time was the happiest time of my life despite the hard work I put into my studies.

I can say that I was happy.... I was...