good dreams at the expense of blue dream and dream deaths
with a gathering of people going on in my backyard none of the faces or voices are familiar with no reason as to why we should all be together an explosion is heard in the sky. look up to find a passenger airplane had burst in half and the entire cabin plummeted down to the street in front of my house with another enormous thud. instantly i become lucid and my body fills with adrenaline i start looking to the sky for more clues as to what happened and why? not thinking everything that goes up will come down. pieces of tail, wing and machine begin to appear in my eyes’ view of the sky, as the reality of a plane exploding almost hits you. metal chunks are falling all around us within arms reach making awesome impacts and small craters into the earth. narrowly missing several large hunks of metal i hear someone say what i had yet to think about still not realizing everything that goes up will come down. “What about the bodies!?” my eyes re adjust to the sky and i see the first wave of innocent passengers and other miscellaneous debris hurtling towards the ground, and the reality of an exploded plane finally hits you. i don’t see but hear their bodies squishing against the pavement around me. I decide to run to check out this exploded plane in my front yard. running through my backyard to my house i am dodging bodies and random debris slamming into the grass around me. the plane in my street resembles the LOST fuselage but mainly red with a little blue it looks empty and not burnt so i go take a look inside. all the seats were still in tact with not a person occupying one and the lights were somehow still working. i run from one end out the other where the tail used to be. there was just a big open hole from being blown. i walk around the cabin to check out a side view and a man appears in the last seat by the ex tail section and he fucking looks at me. this fuck looks at me and gives me the creepiest smile. this fucker knows something and i don’t like it or this fuck one bit. the tail section magically heals itself. it doesn’t grow back it just seals itself up and prepares for take off. meanwhile this fucker is looking at my face he takes off and flies away. i know i can do the same so i bend my knees, take a leap and hit the skies after him. his plane was too fast. he was such a fuck
