I was a cartoonist. I made cartoons similar to Bugs Bunny except that they were my own creations.
I went with a group to speak to an old lady who also made cartoons. She lived seemingly by herself in an old house. One of the men in my little group was telling the old lady about one of my cartoon characters that he found to be particularly hilarious.
For some reason we weren't supposed to be there talking to the old lady. Some people, possibly the government, decided to chase us. We ran down a long hall that led to the basement. At the end of the hall there was a huge pile of clothes. The group I was with arrived at the pile of clothes before me and climbed up, but they were afraid to climb down into the basement. I climbed up the pile of clothes and climbed down the other side, but stopped just before the small drop-off that led into the basement.
There was a dark room off to the side that kind of looked like a cage, but the door was open. I thought there might be a monster in there, so I made some growling noises to draw him out. But no monster came. So I jumped down into the basement and the other people in the group followed me.
We ran down the length of the basement. On the side wall there were some glass sliding doors that led to the outside. Outside it was a bright, sunny, nice day. In the basement, it was dim and gray.
Somebody came through one of the glass sliding doors. He wore a whitish, light bluish colored robe with designs on it. The material was thick like that of a comforter. The man was bald and his head was blue. I wasn't really afraid of him, but I was a little bit apprehensive because I thought that he might be a vampire. He may have thought the same thing about me because he suddenly grabbed me and tried to stab me through the heart with a blue knitting needle. I in turn tried to grab the knitting needle from him and stab him through the heart.
He had almost succeeded in stabbing me, but I got away as the people that were chasing me and my little group slid down the pile of clothes.
We decided to go through one of the glass sliding doors. We ended up in a yard with green grass. It was still a bright, sunny, nice day. The yard was surrounded by a large wooden fence.
It was known that one of the girls in the group had suction cups for feet so she would not have any trouble climbing the fence. As for the rest of us, there was a small hill on one part of the fence that made it a little easier for us to climb. On the other side, the land came up to the top of the fence.
After I had climbed up to the top of the fence I turned to help some of the other people in the group. One man had climbed up but instead of putting his legs on the land, he put his legs over the fence of the next door neighbor’s.
There was a blonde man next door watching all this happening. I put the man's legs back on the land where they were supposed to be and then had to coax him to let go of the fence post and I would pull him up.
When everyone was at the top of the fence I noticed that the blonde man next door was also on the top of the fence with us. I asked him, "Would you like to join us? Come join us." He said that he did want to join us. I read on his nametag that his name was David so I decided to introduce him to the rest of the group. I said, "Guys, This is David." Then I turned to him questioningly, "David, right?" He nodded and I turned back to the group and said, "Yeah, David" And we moved on.
We came to an area that was dim and gray looking. We were lugging a bunch of stuff around. We stopped to rest for a minute and put our stuff down. I saw some small gray creatures scurrying around.
Suddenly one of the men in the group stood up, yelled and started chasing the small creatures. He was muscular with white blonde hair. His skin was gray. He had an axe and tried to slice at the small creatures. I think he thought they were trying to steal our stuff. At one point I think he had a horse.
I said, irritated, "We should get going before they catch up with us." But nobody was listening. I was trying to gather up my CDs and things, but it was too much for me to carry. The blonde man beside me didn't have very much to carry.
Suddenly a blue limousine pulled up nearby. Somebody said that it must be a government car and that we should run. Everybody started running. I was running on my knees sliding my stuff in front of me, because I thought I would lose some of it if I stood up.
We came to a place where there were some huge window shades or maybe they were garage doors. Some of the people in the group lifted them up slightly and crawled under them. They didn't pull them up all the way because they didn't want their pursuers to have an easy time at following them.
I was still running on my knees but I had to lift the shade up a little more with my head so that I could fit under it. We ran a little further and came to some more huge window shades or garage doors. We went under them too.
Suddenly a man who seemed to be in the group threw down the stuff he was carrying.
I looked and saw that he had gray skin and brown hair. He was wearing a hat in the style that the Chinese used to wear. He was also wearing furs in the style of a Viking warrior.
He said, "I can't take it anymore! I can't keep up with you!" I realized that he was of the same race as the men that had been in the limousine. He may have been in the limousine with them.
I thought maybe they weren't from the government after all.
Maybe they were friendly and we had run for nothing.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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