The Forgotten Land

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Hahahaha... Just came back from a run after my nightmare later i'll go for a run with my friend. Wooo.... Went running twice in a day... Cool.... Anyway after running my nightmare still stays clear in my head. Oh yeah for those who hate head flying and body slicing please do not read this post.

I had a bad nightmare... I can't seem to sleep well yesterday, i kept on dreaming one dream after another... Can't seem to remember the other dreams but i remembered the last one. My hair... Slowly being shaved off. The creepy woman was shaving my hair off and sniffing it. Sick... To the core. After shaving it, she tried to lick my head... I couldn't take it so i gave her a punch in the face before i ran out of the freaky place.

I was given my singlet and army pants to change into. Damn it was cool. But the people around look like their brains got fried. I was placed in this room. Man it was so creepy. It was totally dark and there was a chair in the middle. I was forced into the room to sit in the middle of this chair with a bright light shining into it. I'm used to controlling my dreams so when i know something is wrong i just change my world. I wack the 2 shadow looking guys who forced me into the room upside down but the freaking door just shutted itself before i managed to get out so i sat on the chair. Immediately the chair strap itself onto me. It was an eletric chair. I knew it lor. Stupid sia. They started questioning me. And told me a password. "Your hair is gone" Damn sia... I think during normal times i was too lame now i get such lame dreams... The password is like... Haiz... NVM... Worst was that it felt so pain and real when they just shocked me for no reason after asking me a series of questions. I got fed up so i broke the chair... Dun ask me how. I just tried my hardest to stand up and it just broke. Jumped into the screen where the people were questioning me and wack them like crazy funny thing is they just look like shadows... Black but not as black as the dark room. Without any face or anything.

I don't know how but somehow i was teleported to another place. Lined up with alot of people. The person in charge shouted. You see that bucket of water in front of you. What is the first thing you think of ? Drinking ? NO morons. Putting it on your bags ? No you dumbasses. I want you guys to put them on your hairless heads, run up this hill into the camp and if i see you guys spill a single drop you will come back here fill your waters with this tap and run back up.

Damn it's my dream... How come you get to shout so much at me so much ? Man... Could it be a fear the army so much ? It sort of looks like a holiday camp to me.... Well commando camp sort of ... Have the feeling of death i guess.. Anyway before i forget the last part before i woke up. Didn't care what the person was saying i threw the water down the cliff he was shouting like mad so i kicked him and he fell off the cliff. LOL. My kick like super kick sia, the cliff took me so long to walk over and throw the bucket of water down. But a kick can just make him fly so far and fall off. Funny. The power of dreams. Anyway i ran up ahead in front of the people around me. But somehow there is still a line of people in front of me although i ran my hardest and got ahead of the pack somehow there were still people appearing in front of me.

But they are sort of a guide for me to follow. The camp was not a camp... Sort of like the harry potter castle but it's not.. It was darker... More gloomy. And you know what happened next, i saw those fence the one you see in western graves... And true enough... Our beds were the soil and a tombstone was there each with our names there... I saw my name on my tombstone. Someone i guess a person in charge shouted... These will be your beds. In case you die during battle these will be your grave as well. Better start having some feelings for it before you die. I protested. These are our beds ? How can you let a solider be so demoralised before they head on to battle ? To see your own graves. We WILL BE COMING BACK ALIVE.

Suddenly i heard a voice from behind me. "Yeah we will come back alive, from the dead".... I wasn't so stupid i jumped forward and did a roll out of the "bunk room" There he was the in charge i kicked off the cliff... Looking dead with a broken neck, he stabbed a sword at the spot i was standing. Please i prefer using a katana. Anyway after thinking of that for awhile, he charged at me. I tried to hit his vital points from what i learnt online and during my aikido lessons. But what do you expect he is dead. So i was kicked to the ground... Ouch... My tummy still hurts from the kick.

It was painful. I couldn't get up. I was just sprawling on the ground, wriggling like a worm so helpless. While the dead guy went to get his sword. He walked up to me and with a piercing position he aimed the tip of his sword towards my head. I did not want to do this but i kick him in the you-know-what, sending him hopping around. For a moment i thought it was useless to kick a dead guy there. But the funny thing was that a golden ball fell off... Hahahaha... He was cursing me so i asked him if he liked the 2nd one to fall off as well. He suddenly charged towards me with his sword. Freaking monster... But i just made a katana appear out of no where and block his attackes. From my aikido lessons i managed to cut him alot. He body was spilling maggots. We parry with one another for sometime before i saw an opening. With one strike i cut his body into half. He was screaming in pain as his body slowly falles off his waist but before the whole thing fell of i gave his head a swift cut. Doing a cool post of drawing my nihontō back into it's scabbard.

I thought it was the end but the sky was still deadly dark with the smell of death all around. To kill an undead. Was to smash his brains. I totally forgot. He got up and pieced his body together. And gave me a stab from the back. Why is my stomach aimed so much ? I feel so pain when i woke up... Anyway back to the dream... That was not how i woke up. The pain was so great but i can tahan... I cut his head by drawing my nihontō forward and doing a stab to the back of my head into his neck and slicing it off in one blow to waste some time. Before i pushed the sword out of my body. While he was piecing his head back, i got this first aid kit from out of no where. Yeah don't ask me i cannot understand how i get things in my dream, all i need to do is think about it and reach out into the air. That's how i get my equipments. Yup. Just pour some liquid organs into my body and some liquid flesh and i was back to normal. Just that i still feel the pain.

It started to rain and the both of us jumped off the cliff and landed into a field. Just like those samurai shows. We ran forward but the monster's rotting smell was getting worst, so we pause awhile as i started puking. He was kept on apologizing as he covered his mouth. Joker la. My dream is so screwed up... Anyway the swords turned into light sabers and my cool scene was taken away from me... Sick... light sabers.... So lame la... And than teleported to some space platform or something... Can feel the burning sensation as i avoided his fatal blows. We were on the same level of skills so we can't land hits on each other. And lastly when our blades or whatever you call those lights collide, i kicked him in the stomach(yes revenge) but he punched me in the face[dishonour (T-T)] as the water spill out of my mouth i woke up. Feeling very thirsty. LOL. Stupid way to end a dream. Anyway i'm going for a run. My friend woke up and came over to my house while i was writting this. Sick spent 1 hour writting already. Byez.

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