I started dreaming just on the edge of my dream-space. The large expanse was white until there was a sudden defined image of an individual motel room. It was very detailed and, against the white background, seemed very bright and real. Inside was everything you would expect to see in a motel room with two beds in it. Joe and I were chatting casually. I remembered something dale had told me about turning a coffee pot into a time bomb, a method some thieves have used to cover up there acts which would cause the whole house to burn down after they left.
Well, Joe took that to heart, and in the wee hours of the morning I hear “beep beep beep BOOM”! I died at that moment, seemingly painless. Joe must’ve died too but I didn’t see him. I left the motel room, and saw a defined white shape on the horizon. Having seen nothing else, I headed in that direction.
When I reached the shape, it turned out to be much bigger than I had at first imagined. It was in the shape of a typical Mall, but it was ten times bigger than any I had ever seen. Though everything was proportioned for people my size, like the door and stairs, the structure was much more massive than necessary, and bigger than anything I've ever seen.
Finally reaching the front doors, I noticed why it was so big; inside was a massive jungle. Big towering trees reached up to the Mall’s glass ceiling searching for the light that wasn’t there. Inside, the structure was still white, but wherever the plant-life was on the floor, there was thick soil. I could imagine getting hopelessly lost in its depths.
I entered the building, and was about to reach the jungle, when suddenly I was interrupted by a small pack of wolves. There was the alpha father and his mate, two puppies, and an older sun. The mate approached me.
“We’ve been expecting you. We are here to help you pass on; you are stuck in limbo, but have no fear.”
I was reassured by her, and was under instruction for a long time learning about things. While I was there I learned there were poachers from the living realm mining something from the jungle, and I learned quickly to stay away from them and never to approach one of their strange and massive oiling rigs that bobbed up and down high over the canopies.
Finally it was time for me to move on. The older brother led me up to the second story. We passed many closed, vacant, and nameless stores until we came across a completely blank wall. We had to hurry since we attracted the attention of some poachers. Brother wolf stood up like an anthro and placed his hand on the wall. Pulling back, the wall split open and revealed a glowing yellow room. When we entered he explained the goal.
“This will be a fight to the death. I enjoyed your company. Do not worry, our battle will not kill us, but it is necessary for the ascension. In order for you to move on, you must slice me through my belly, perfectly in half; you must use what we have taught you, now summon your weapon!” with that said, a sword of light spawned in his hands, and then he charged me. Grimacing, I summoned my weapon and an epic battle ensued in that seemingly small space.
The commotion of poachers grew louder. First they had been looking for us, but now they knew where we were because the doors remained open for some reason. Out of the corner of my eye I saw several people rush up the stairs and down the path strait to us, they’d be here in a couple seconds. The wolf hesitated from his own fear of the poachers, and then I sliced him through the gut. As he fell in half, an intense gold light showered out. There was no blood, but where one might expect to see his anatomy, a gold field showed instead on the lower and upper halves. “run!” he muttered.
I was out of the room and dashing away before his body impacted the ground. I ran and dodged strait through the shady men to cause confusion. I leapt from the balcony and disappeared into the jungle, terrified. I was suffering from a big case of buck-fever; my body was quaking from hearing bullets whiz past me. I ran with all my strength but I could hear them following me in the brush. Somehow their numbers seemed to be increasing.
Impact, a bullet hit me in the shoulder. Painful, I could feel this all as if it were really happening. Turns out, I had been running strait for one of the oiling rigs, at this point there was no escape. Bullets kept coming, the impact kept hurting. Eventually I collapsed right in front of the oiling rig facing up as more bullets shattered my bones. It hurt so much! As people started to crowed around, I blacked out.

After that, I woke up, remembering this whole strange thing…


((this is the oldest of my dreams I have posted))