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Sep. 5th, 2005 01:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I had the weirdest dream this morning.
I don't remember much of the sequence, but more of the gist of the dream alond with one particular scene. In this dream, I was a male stalker/kidnapper who was following a young looking male police officer. (Which is beyond stupid, but anyway.) The only scene that I distictly remember is the one where I'm in a foxhole (of the military type, not an actual den) that I had built with my trusty hound dog. I don't remember the if the dog had a name or not. I'm waiting for the police to stop by, and to grab their attention, I let off a little explosion (kinda like a mini-firecracker). When I see the police officer that I'm stalking I say, "Hey there, bus stop." in a really southern accent. The dog next to me gives a happy little "Rworf." As they turn to me, the police officer's partner suddenly runs off back towards their car, while I light a fuse. This fuse goes all the way to a much larger bomb that was placed near where the police car was sitting. Of course, that officer dies, and I knock out the other police officer and carry him to a bank populated with a lot of reeds and flowers and hide him there. My whole motivation for this? Because I want the police officer to wake up somewhere beautiful.
I should lay off the caffiene before bed.
I don't remember much of the sequence, but more of the gist of the dream alond with one particular scene. In this dream, I was a male stalker/kidnapper who was following a young looking male police officer. (Which is beyond stupid, but anyway.) The only scene that I distictly remember is the one where I'm in a foxhole (of the military type, not an actual den) that I had built with my trusty hound dog. I don't remember the if the dog had a name or not. I'm waiting for the police to stop by, and to grab their attention, I let off a little explosion (kinda like a mini-firecracker). When I see the police officer that I'm stalking I say, "Hey there, bus stop." in a really southern accent. The dog next to me gives a happy little "Rworf." As they turn to me, the police officer's partner suddenly runs off back towards their car, while I light a fuse. This fuse goes all the way to a much larger bomb that was placed near where the police car was sitting. Of course, that officer dies, and I knock out the other police officer and carry him to a bank populated with a lot of reeds and flowers and hide him there. My whole motivation for this? Because I want the police officer to wake up somewhere beautiful.
I should lay off the caffiene before bed.