Dream, 13 June 1990

Strange dream. I was living in my old house on Pinecone Row. I decided to go to 7-11, I think, for some reason, for a drink or something like that, even though I'd heard that the weather was fixing to be stormy. I went anyway, and as I got to Thunder Hill Road, it started getting darker and darker. When I got to Route 175 and turned left, the darkness became so thick that it seemed to eat up the light from my headlights, even when I turned them on bright.

After I passed both exits for Route 29, around the spot where you can see the exit ramp from 29 come up to 175, the darkness became so total that I couldn't make use of my lights at all. The only light I could see was an eerie illumination in the clouds, way up high, and a streak of lightning. I could see the charcoal clouds roiling, and it started to rain.

Around then I noticed that there was a cop cruiser behind me. The road seemed treacherous, so I applied the brakes, but lightly, not suddenly. That put my car into a spin as it kept going forward, and I thought to myself, "Hey, what is this nonsense?" My car stopped spinning at the intersection where you can make a U-turn and go the other way, and I was sort of in the middle of it. But the cruiser just tooled on past me, like they didn't even notice, or care, or whatever. I was amazed at the lack of response, but I set that aside and decided to go back.

As soon as I started in that direction, though, I discovered that the road was flooded with water at least three feet deep, maybe four. It carried the car and me along swiftly. I opened the window and yelled for help, but no one else was around. I blacked out then, until I reached the turnoff back to Thunder Hill Road, when I came to. Instead of the bank that exists there in reality, there was the wooden skeleton of a house, and some high school-aged guys were swinging on it like a jungle gym. Their weight had pulled the wood loose in some places.

I made my turn and went back to my house. The weather around there was fine. it was twilight and some children were playing in the street. When I went inside there were a lot of people in there, including Tina and Bryan. I told them what had happened, and when I got to the part about the darkness eating up the light, my mom said, "Yeah, I know what you mean." But other than that, no one seemed sufficiently awed at what had happened to me.

Everyone left the room (it was the living room, in front of the house) but me, and I looked out the window and saw the moon. But it wasn't a regular moon--it was huge and I could see Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune in front of it. It was like a big composite photo from one of my old favorite astronomy gooks, but it was in black and white. I called people to come see, but when the came it was only a normal moon again.

Later on we went outside, and two low-flying planes were dropping leaflets. They turned out to be for pizza. I don't think that was actually pertinent to the main body of the dream. I also remember that, before this started, I dreamt that Dave was upset because Ric kept calling him, and I was surprised to hear of it. This was an incredibly vivid dream.