Dream Journal #3

Last night, I dreamed I was the typical young girl character in an oldschool computer game/monster movie. So of course, I had a boy companion. And of course, we were in a dimly-lit labyrinth.

We encountered this creepy old guy who kind of resembled the advanced being from The Time Machine (the crappy movie version), but he also somehow reminded me of David Bowie. From Jim Henson’s Labyrinth.

In order to defeat him, my friend and I had to burn this manuscript. We had a lighter, but the flames would die out quickly, making it very difficult to burn the paper. We had to restart the flame over and over. The creepy guy almost seemed to want us to do it, as he left so we could more easily accomplish our goal.

When we’d finally burned all the paper, he reappeared, wrinkly and creepy-looking, and descended down some stairs (I think my mind borrowed them from the game Portal) and into some lava, where I guess he was reborn and turned out to be a good guy.