I guess I could recount an old interestingly intricate dream. I am a bit bored after all.
The dream starts in a strangely regular fashion, although there are already some things a bit off. I'm eating in the school cafeteria, with my friends. Interestingly two of my friends, who were moved to another school due to logistical reasons, are also sitting with me. Were are eating and passing time like usually. I believe we had some sort of a soup. Unfortunately this tranquility was shortlived.
Soon the wall towards the garden of the school began to freeze over and cracks appeared in the windows in the extreme temperatures. I was a bit unnerved by this and said that we should probably get moving. We were just about to do so as the whole wall was shattered, disintegrating into minute specks of frozen shrapnel. As the air cleared we saw something rather extraordinary. A swarm of Kohraks - Bohroks of Ice from the Lego series of Bionicle* - were attacking our school!
Me and my friends were just about to flee screaming like the others, but we were intercepted by the car of the janitor. The car was a nice shade of burgundy and without a driver. Verily, the car drove by itself! We didn't as much climb in to the car as the car grabbed us, and then a long trip down then hills of the rural countryside followed. We didn't seem to be pursued by the Bohrok so we were pretty pleased, of course not realising at that time that a swarm of Kohroks would instantly freeze and kill the other students. As time passed, however, we came aware that something was amiss: the car was not in our control at all. Our attempts to direct the cars path were all futile. It was getting pretty annoying to be stuffed into a rather small car in uncomfortable positions with way too many people - seven, I think.
Only after a long time did the car throw us out. We were very close to the school again, and although the day at that time was serene we started running over the wheat fields to get as much distance between the school and us as possible. We soon crossed the ditch that divides the field into two, no sooner than ten seconds after this the Toa Mata** - the legendary heroes weren't such after all - began rising from the ground and catching us all without much effort. Onua*** caught me and I believe Lewa**** caught my friend Alex. Who caught who is kind of irrelevant to the story though, which is nearing its end.
Time seemed to run faster as the Toa carried us to the ditch that meandered in ways I couldn't recall it doing. It was as if the reality was being rewound faster and faster - until all came to a hault. The Toa had brought us before another one, one that I couldn't recognize. He wore a purple Hau - the Mask of Shielding***** - and was otherwise all black. As he raised his sword as stood up from the ditch bank, as it were, the dream abruptly ended.
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*** - the black one
**** - the green one
***** - red in the picture above