Saturday, July 31, 2010

You want a weird dream, well try this...

I found this piece saved in my drafts from last March:
Ok, so this is not going to be the most well written or coherent piece, more a loose stream of consciousness of what I can remember.

Here goes!

So I was on a Dublin Bus, in Cavan, parked at the bus station. I was talking to my friends Marcus and Adam on the upper deck of the bus. There was also two chaps there who looked liked grizzled war veterans. So Marcus and Adam left the bus. I keep talking to these two chaps about Rocky and Rambo. Then the bus starts to get shot at. So we casually sit down on the ground. After a few minutes we lie under all the seats. Eventually Danni Minogue has enough and says she's leaving to save herself.
Heroically I tell her that by leaving she'll give away that we're hiding there so she stays. Then a chap in a white shirt and red tie comes on the bus and tells us to all get off calmly. So we all get off. Except there are Somalian pirates waiting on the road. Their leader is this old man I saw on the bus a few weeks ago in Ringsend. He says he is the 'king of Nigeria' from those spam emails and someone signed over the lease to Ireland.

Still with me?

So then myself, a large black man, an Asian woman, a girl with blue dreadlocks, a mentally handicapped man in a white jumpsuit and his brother are told that since we are the oldest we had to go into the bus station. Everyone else, including Emily, Nikita, Marcus, Adam and loads of faces I recognise were told to stand at St. Phelim's N.S wall. Inside the cafe in the bus station, we're told that we have been chosen to dance for the elders and we only had a few days to practice.

Cut to a Vietnamese pig sty (supposedly at the back of the bus station), in pouring rain. A guard (Vietnamese) comes along and says that it was time for a different pair to practice. But then he notices that only myself and blue hair girl are in the sty. He looks closer and blue hair girl turns out to be the Asian girl. She kicks him in the head, he staggers back, large black chap jumps out of the mud and breaks theguard's neck. We make a break for a forest that is now where St. Phelim's should be, first crossing the river of quick-sand. In the forest we run uphill, for ages. We come across some barbed wire but the large man stands (he's bare footed. Racial stereotype?) on it so we can get over it. He then has a flash back to his whole village being killed. We keep going up this hill. We then see children, or bush children as they were called. They try run away from us but using two large leaves as fake wings we trapped them. (Don't ask, I don't know) They point us in the right direction.

/takes breath

Oh yeah, the big guy has this stick, except it's more like a cut piece of timber with a section taken out of the top of it, like a right angular wooden hook. Anyway, we see these large vines leading up the hill and when they're touched, they drag us up towards a large carnivourous plant, but we let go just before we were eaten. Then we saw plywood and concluded it was a man made area. Next we were in my attic and my mum was all like 'David, dad'll be home soon and you didn't print of the CVs'. Then dad came home and was giving out about it, and the strange people in the attic, and he tried to come up to see who everyone was but the retarded chap pushed him (I think)
So we kept running.

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