I don't remember the last time I had a dream, but yesterday afternoon I fell asleep while watching tv and dreamt of the weirdest thing ever:

I went to school and it was renovated to look like a huge airport because there would be a large freshman class next year. The school had a lot of blue colors. I went home that night and drove the car to a shop, but I don't have a license so I had some difficulty. I went back home and put the car in the garage, and was greeted by a cute terrier (I dont own dogs.) I dressed the terrier up and was very cutesy with it. However, it ran away, and went underneath the car. I kept trying to find it but suddenly, a bunch of rats started attacking it and one flew at me and a chunk of its skin had been ripped off and my hand somehow got attached to it and I had a struggle to take it off myself (i was flipping out.) I ran to my dad and he was mad that there were rats in our neighbor hood. I finally gave up looking for the dog, and went to water the front porch with the hose. I saw two huge birds with the bodies of eagles and the heads of owls. They were really scary but beautiful. I started pointing the hose towards them and they took sips from the water. It was really weird. They were friendly, though. Then, I saw my dog again and it had the head of the dog but the body of a squirrel and it had fallen in love with a squirrel and I got mad. Thats it.

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Today I wake up from a good night's sleep, but I remember a disturbing dream I had. I went to a club run by a couple of older women in an apartment complex in brooklyn. There was a HUGE crowd, sort of like a moshpit. I was just an onlooker. A guy started causing a ruckous at one point, screaming and protesting about something. He was kicked out. LAter on, I saw him crowdsurfing and standing on a bunch of people's backs so he would rise above the crowd. HE yelled at one of the owners of the club. She was outraged that he had come back and she kicked him out for good. He was yelling something about how some women have been trapped in the attic for years and how they're dying.

I, being curious, run towards the back of the club and find a deserted staircase. I run up the stairs and reach a door which I assume leads to the attic. I open it, half expecting to see a crime scene, but its just a reaaally big empty room with a few couches pushed back on the sides of the rooms and a couple of bathrooms. I go inside a bathroom and find like 3-4 cellphones. I pick up one of them, and then I see a bunch of women coming out of the other bathroom. It looks as if they were hiding. Then, I start to hide behind the door, but I'm still able to see whats going on. It looks like they have been hostages for a very long time. Then, I see this BIG HUGE like 600 pound woman sitting on one of the couches. I have no idea where she came from or if she had seen me but she was very scary. I start to call the police with the cellphone, but then I see a guy in the room who seems to be like the babysitter of the hostages and he hears me callthe police. I casually walk out of the bathroom, hiding the phone, and sit next to an asian hostage. She knows that I'm "new around here" and tells me shes been trapped for four years. I stayon the phone with 911 and the guy in the room starts throwing handballs at me. I start saying that he's trying to kill me, and then I ask the asian girl where we are, and she says starlight ballroom. So I tell the police "please come to the attic of starlight ballroom hurry its in the back." Then I give the asian lady a really affectionate hug and tell her that her parents are going to be so happy when they see her again.

Sure enough the police break in, and I could kind of tell because I heard them before they broke down the attic door. I don't remember much after that but I remember that they caught a lot of the people involved in this hostage thing, except for the main owner of the club. I knew what she looked like but I couldn't put it into words and I couldnt describe her to the police. It was just sooo odd, but I was really proud of myself when it was over. The strangest part was that one of the girls who was a hostage was like, "Wow, now when I apply to college, I have a really great essay topic to write about: being a hostage." EVen scarier - I thought the same thing, and if I hadn't woken up, I probably would have written an essay about that haha.