Last night, I had a really really long dream. In the first part, a couple of kids, including me, were split into pairs and given a tiny vase held upside-down for air, and then left toward the bottom of this really deep pool. We wouldn't be let out unless we collected all these items on these shelves under water. My partner and I survived. I don't know who else did.
The last two-thirds of it involved my brother, who decided to try on this golden glove thing. It gave him an extra finger and incredible strength, but if he took it off, it would rip one of his fingers off. A new friend of mine told us about this one boy who used the glove to kill an old farmer, but later got caught (by her, no less) because of the bleedingstub of a finger the glove left. Later, it began to corrupt my brother's mind and he went nuts, doing all these little evil things. I kept trying to stop him but, eventually he ended up trying to slit my wrist. My friend, who had given us the glove to protect, had already warned us this might happen. I fled and hid in a piano room at school, where I couldn't play the piano without a key. I kept trying to keep my head down incase I got caught. Out of the blue, all the students, my music teacher, and I were surrounded and attacked by men with big guns, led by my bro. It was actually pretty frightening. We tried to use the pianos as shields, but the men holding the guns were _big_ men. It was a mess. I don't know what happened to my new friend, who was in the classroom.
...stupid glove.
The weird thing is, I can't even classify this as a nightmare. I haven't had one of those for ages.
The last two-thirds of it involved my brother, who decided to try on this golden glove thing. It gave him an extra finger and incredible strength, but if he took it off, it would rip one of his fingers off. A new friend of mine told us about this one boy who used the glove to kill an old farmer, but later got caught (by her, no less) because of the bleedingstub of a finger the glove left. Later, it began to corrupt my brother's mind and he went nuts, doing all these little evil things. I kept trying to stop him but, eventually he ended up trying to slit my wrist. My friend, who had given us the glove to protect, had already warned us this might happen. I fled and hid in a piano room at school, where I couldn't play the piano without a key. I kept trying to keep my head down incase I got caught. Out of the blue, all the students, my music teacher, and I were surrounded and attacked by men with big guns, led by my bro. It was actually pretty frightening. We tried to use the pianos as shields, but the men holding the guns were _big_ men. It was a mess. I don't know what happened to my new friend, who was in the classroom.
...stupid glove.
The weird thing is, I can't even classify this as a nightmare. I haven't had one of those for ages.