2:41 PM on Sunday 19th February 2012
Had a vivid dream…
I had a dream that a I lived with a lot of friends on an island, which was inhabited by a mixture of pokemon and velociraptors, the latter of which only came out at night. Most people deemed it too dangerous to stay on the island any more, but I decided to stay so that myself and Tilda Swinton could continue our love affair. The compound we had all been staying in was locked down, zombie-apocolypse style. The USA was providing our electricity.
I woke up one morning and noticed a wild Gengar above me. I was alarmed that it had gotten into the compound, but it appeared to be amicable, and expressed a desire to belong to me. I told it I was sorry, but I had no room. Venturing outside, into the velociraptor-free daylight, the Gengar followed me. It’s disposition gradually changed to a hateful one, and it told me that it would tell the ‘others’ where the compound was.
There’s a gap in my memory here, but the next thing I recall is being in a land rover, with Tilda driving very fast on a coastal road. A strange boy was in the back seat, clutching a babies head, along with a mystery woman. I don’t know what we were fleeing from, but Tilda and myself came to the realisation that our passengers were in fact the ‘others’. She rolled the car off of the side of the cliff, us jumping out just before. Led on the side of the road, a calm sea air moving through our hair, we experienced great remorse at what had just had to happen. The sun was setting. We were far from the compound.
