October 11, 2007
Pink Slime
I can't remember all my dream, as this one happened earlier in the night, but it was being told like a fairytale about a monster: "...Meanwhile, back at the craters, Albee was all alone. In one crater, there was a pond of greyish blue-green water. Being in the desert had made Albee become quite thirsty, so he drank the entire pond. When there were no drops of water left, the bottom of the pond began to fill with a pink slime, that slid into a vortex to another dimension. He suddenly saw a stranger sitting across from him, and it jumped right in. Albee followed. Down he slid into a dimension, that was a vast jungle of dead things. All around him were stands of dead and dying trees, and skeletal birds shrieked from their branches. All this rushed past him as he slid down the pink slime which spewed from a giant black volcano. The slide split into forks at different points, and some slides had window vortexes that brought him to different points on the slide. Out of fear, Albee was sure to follow the stranger's path and not deviate from the path. But as they slid, an entity-something like a god of the dimension-grew angry. Albee could feel the energy of it's anger, and became even more frightened and didn't know what to do. Just when its anger was reaching its zenith, Albee altered his course, slipping back into his desert reality."
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