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kidnapped

Today, I woke up from a very weird dream. In my dream, it looked like i was in a province. At least, the setting didn't look like I was in a city. There was green fields, fruit trees & the house that I saw was made of wood. Not necessarily bamboo, but it was wood and it was varnished with rusty color.

In the first scene of my dream, I was with some friends. We were somehow just talking and laughing, but I couldn't figure out about what or why we were laughing. Then suddenly, somebody came out from nowhere, grabbed one of my friends and disappeared. I shouted for help from my husband. When he came, I was so shocked because he had let his head shaved off. It looked liked Mr. Clean's head, very bald and very shiny!

In the second scene, my hubby and I with two other girlfriends were walking toward this house where we knew our abducted friend was. It was some sort of a hideout for the abductors. What was weird was, they (the abductors) seemed to be having a party. Well, at least it look like they had some visitors. As we were walking towards the house I told my hubby to put his cap on, so they would not manage to identify him if ever we were sighted. At that time, I also felt confused as to why my dear hubby had his hair shaved off but I didn't bother to discuss it then. I just thought, after we finish what we have to do, which was to rescue my friend back, I would definitely confront him about the "shaved haed" thing. Right now, we have to concentrate on what we were supposed to do.

The third scene, it was so funny, becaeuse the rescuig was not so difficult at all. I went inside the house, sighted my friend who was seated in the dining room, together with the kidnappers. The kidnappers were having fun, eating, drinking and talking baout the incident when they kidnapped my friend. My friend on the other hand, sat there motionless, her face expressionless but her eyes was roaming. As if she was trying to imprint in her mind how the whole place looked like. Then, she caught my eyes. She was so still that nobody bothered with her. Then she started eating and drinking as well. I could see her stuff food in her mouth as if she has not eaten for years. Then she asked for something to drink from the hostage keepers. They gave her a blue plastic pitcher (how I knew it was plastic, i don't know. but what registered in my memory was that it was a blue plastic pitcher!) She finished drinking all of what was in that pitcher then stood up and said she wanted to go to the loo. The kidnappers just said, okay, but beware there are snakes in that toilet, then started laughing again.

In the fourth scene, I don't even remember how we did it. How we managed to rescue my friend, because I could only see and feel that we were already walking back to our vehicle with my friend who was kidnapped. I again reminded my hubby to keep his cap on, when I noticed that he wanted to take it off. Then my friend (the kidnap victime) rushed to our vehicle and went inside. I wanted to run after her, but I noticed that as we were walking towards the vehicle, there was a bush on my left side. Somehow, I sensed and felt the presence of someone there. Or subconsciously, I knew one of the kidnappers was hiding there. AS I turned my full body to checked if there was really somebody there, I saw an openned umbrella stucked in the bushes. It was again a blue thing. This time very dark blue. It was like a midnight blue color. The pitcher was very light but shiny blue. From behind the umbrella, a very tall, fat man with curly hair, wearing glasses and in a horizontally striped balck and white oversized shirt & black cargo shorts jumped in front of me. He bent down to my eye level and just said, "this is for you", then punched me right on my face. Then he grabbed me with his left arm and barbarically carried me back to the house. I could still manage to shout for help but then I noticed that my nose was bleeding from the punch and somehow, I became quiet. With the face of that tall fat guy still on mind, I passed out.

The WEIRD part:

When I woke up this morning, I had stains of blood on my right hand. I checked my nose by sticking my finger in it and indeed it bled because I found dried blood traces. I immediately went to the toilet and washed everything off. Then I went back to bed and tried to tell my hubby about the dream. While in bed, I still wanted to go back to sleep but couldn't anymore. So, I decided to check out the meaning of that dream from my "Dream Book". What I discovered from that book will be for the next entry.

Posted by missP at August 5, 2004 09:06 AM