More Dreams

I had my apartment dream again, although it always varies quite a bit every time I see it. This time it started in the parking lot of my former apartment. I don't quite know what me and my parents were doing but it was kinda late and it was turning dark so my Dad seemed to be gathering up stuff. There was this cheap foldable chair standing outside and on it was a bunch of different colored Nerf ammo. My Dad asked something like, "Where is the chair?" to which I answered, "Right there?" and he was like, "Oh, that's ours?" and I went inside (by the tall bushes walking east on the sidewalk, then left up onto the stairs, up to the second floor and into the door on the right). I turned to the right and for some reason my Mom was already inside sitting in an armchair around the right corner from the door. I strolled down the hallway and then turned left into the bathroom. On the floor there was a copy of a mag called "The Indian" with a flaccid naked Indian on the cover (who I noticed was particularly small) looking at something in his hands. Surprisingly enough it wasn't a gay porn mag, but was in fact a touring magazine and it had pretty pictures of various beautiful tourist locations, I presume in India. This made me wonder if someone was trying to cover up their mag subscription by placing a different cover on top like how you can do in real life, except it made no sense to me considering whoever ordered this was covering touring up with porn. In the end of the mag there were some more naked men, but it was all like in ads for Viagra and such. I left the mag and went out of the bathroom and into my room where there were a bunch of magazines with porn covers (this time with white women) laying on the bed. At this point I turned around and saw a whitish cat, maybe gray or with stripes, who had its hair up and was seemingly afraid of me. I put my hand down and let it sniff it, which it did, and then the cat turned neutral toward me and walked off. Then I went back out into the hallway and I saw the second cat, which is gray with dark gray stripes like a tiger. Now this cat just loved me, and I picked it up and carried it through my parents room, then to my Mom on the couch. That thing was rubbing against me, playing with my fingers, and wouldn't let out it's claws the whole time. I wish I had a cat like that for real. My mom sort of sneered at it and said something meaningless, like, "Aren't you tired of that thing yet?" but I said I loved it. The whole apartment was kinda dark at this point, the shades were turned to block the light and only the bathroom light was on. I had the feeling that I hadn't been in the apartment for awhile, and that we were moving out or something and I always had a thought along the lines of, "What do I wanna take with me?" floating in my head.

At this point the dream went kinda haywire. I as a character was replaced by a hunchback/pirate/retard who was actually not that dumb but he looked like he was, my parents were completely removed, and everything became a kind of epic save the world story (in my apartment). I was now a ghost or something, and I couldn't talk, although people saw me and talked to me. There was a Gandalf like character who seemed to be giving me some sort of advice or something, and the hunchback was his sidekick or something. For some reason we went out through the door and we were in this very Max Payneish room instead of outside. It was a rectangular room with a high ceiling, completely made out of wood. There was a catwalk around the outsides and a drop in the middle to the lower floor over the beautiful carved wooden railings. We came out on one side which seemed to be the only entrance (me and Gandalf) and on the other side was this knight in full plate armor with a helmet with long holes in it (like you know the epic knight faceplate from videogames). Above his head floated his name which was Xavier. For some reason I instantly thought, "Final Fantasy" although I've never played Final Fantasy and watched only a short snippet of the gameplay of FFVII for a short time once. Somehow me and Gandalf ran away and we were outside by the bushes again. He started lecturing me on how to defeat Xavier's evil power or something and then I was teleported back into the apartment, this time with the shades open and the hunchback inside. He told me go out through the door again but warned me that Xavier was there so I did. Same thing happened but this time Xavier and Gandalf fought each other in the following way. They sat opposite each other in this darkened room with a pile of burnable straw, etc in between them which was somewhat wet and I was just off to the side of the pile. The fought by lighting the pile of stuff on fire and snuffing it out again telekinetically. At first someone lighted it up a lot, and the the other put it out. Then for some reason Gandalf fashioned a make shift bow out of some wooden sticks (only sticks) and I felt that I had to light the arrow on fire, except that Xavier put all the fires out. Finally Gandalf strained and lit a small patch on fire and I picked it up and put it on the tip of the "arrow" which Gandalf let fly (telepathically) and it killed Xavier or something. Yeah that was one fucked up dream, but it was rather interesting and the apartment was very nostalgic to me. I really wanna have that one gray cat though, it was so cute...