This was another quite odd dream.
In the first scene I’m sitting in front of my computer. It appears though that I’ve contracted some virus, and it was annoying since it covered up rectangular sections of my screen with a blur effect, making it difficult to do anything.
jump
I’m on a train. It’s a very large train with big windows. I seem to have just boarded and I thought I could see some friends that were with me but I couldn’t quite make out who they were. Outside I could see vast valleys carving their way among enormous peaks of mountains thousands of feet high. I knew that this was Southern Germany, near the Swiss Alps.
I’ve been here before, I just don’t remember there being a train. (image is from my flickr account, click to view the rest)
This train was obviously new, and I had no idea where it was going. It was top of the line and had some nifty technological advances. I was walking towards the rear of the car I was in, when the train suddenly lurched forward as it began to move, and I went headlong into some shiny wood paneling. The pain felt very real, and as my vision returned to normal, a friend pointed out that there was blood on my shirt, and more where it came from.
I sat down on a bench and tilted my head up to try and stop the bleeding from my nose (In real life I would have pinched the top of my nose to stop the bleeding).
Then I heard a beautiful German voice, music to my ears (I am originally German so I can understand pretty much understand everything that is said). She was a tall blonde, with some nice form fitting futuristic garment on with a very low V, and with a small nameplate above her left breast. I wish I could remember that name but I think I was too distracted. She seemed to be some stewardess of some sort of the train. She sat down next to me and told me to relax, then she looked toward another stewardess and told her to get a medical kit. I told her it really wasn’t necessary and she seemed shocked by the fact I had said it in German.
“Ich hab gedacht das du ein Amerikaner ist!” “I thought that you were an American!”
I chuckled and told her that technically I was, and she was about to respond when the other lady came with the medical kit. She took out a nice rag from within the kit and wiped my mouth and nose clean, all the while I’m staring at her eyes. At this point some things begin to nag me as my old military training senses came alive.
- She was beautiful yes, but she looked like she came out of a model magazine and this would hardly be the fitting job for her.
- She kept leaning treacherously low to attend to me and was in danger of having everything fall out of her top. She could have just moved closer to me.
- I kept catching glimpses of the medical kit and I thought I could see some questionable items in there. Hypodermic needles? Vials with no labels. This kit had much to be answered for.
- This all felt like a ruse but her tip top figure kept distracting me.
- And finally, her eyes. She had a kind face and smile, but her eyes told me volumes about her real character. She was a bad woman and she knew she could get what she wanted. She was deceptive and cruel.
Just as I was about to gently push her away, her face crumpled in anger and she shoved me against the wall, hard. This lithe young she-bitch couldn’t have weighed more than a rack of ribs ( I think thats where all her weight was anyway) but she had some sort of kung fu strength that was unparalled by my 6′6″ 300lb frame and I couldn’t budge. Then she took out a cotton swab of all things. I could barely see that the tip was soaked in some weird blue liquid before she stuck it up my nose. On my next breath, I began to feel dizzy and the heady scent took over me. She let go of her grip as everything began to fade to black and I remember leaning forward trying to kiss her and then nothing.
jump
I wake up and I’m staring at a bowl of soup. It was dark in here so my eyes adjusted quickly. Matter of fact the only source of light was from candles around the room. The room. A quick look told me that this room was 16th century, and that I was in a castle, by the depth of the wall at the window. Old paintings and guilded furnishings adorned this lovely chamber, and a very faded mural on the concave ceiling had cherubs smiling down at me. Polished silver overpopulated the table, all filled with food and ale. An enourmous chunk of freshly baked bread steamed next to my silver bowl of what looked like some beef stew. So I’m either still in Germany or I’m somewhere in Switzerland. But then it was confirmed when I heard others speaking German.
At the head of the table sat a black haired woman with a very stern face with a sly smirk on her face speaking to the same lady that had attacked me on the train. They were deep in conversation. I quickly took a look at my arsenal of silver ware. Fork, Spoon, and a knife. Ahh yes a knife, just what I needed. As I was about to grab the knife and hide it among my clothes, I jumped and almost crawled out of my skin as I noticed that the other lady from the train with the med kit was sitting right next to me. How did she appear next to me without me noticing? She smiled an evil smile at me and put her hand on the back of my neck, and everything started going black again.
Then my cellphone rang, and it was my friend telling me that there’s an Lunar Eclipse out and I should go outside and see it.
Yes I know, very annoying, this was about to become the next Bond movie or something. Oh well.
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