The dream played out as an anime movie about a young kid and his grandfather at home. The kid was about six years old, and his parents were out on an errand late at night. It was stormy weather, and they had been hearing reports about people disappearing that night, supposedly due to an alien. They ran about locking all the doors. After a while, they saw a darting movement through the windows, looking something like the creatures from Alien. The grandfather decided to go out and check out the situation. He grabbed an umbrella and headed out. Almost immediately, I became the little kid, and walked around making sure all the doors were locked and turning off the lights. I began thinking about whether or not I should answer the door if the bell rang, because I had no idea if the alien would be intelligent enough to figure it out. I recognized the place as the home I lived in as a teenager, and after nervously pacing around and waiting, I decided my nerves couldn't take it anymore. I sat down at the computer and booted it up to take my mind off things. As soon as the screen came on, the doorbell rang. Heart pounding, I sneaked up to the main doors, wondering if it was the last thing I would ever do. I moved my head up slowly to the windows... and to my relief it was my (the kid's) parents, who still looked like anime characters. I opened the door and hurried them through, but they were just going about their business. I slammed the door shut and grabbed the chain lock, but it wouldn't reach. I yanked hard, but to no avail. That's when I noticed it was caught on itself in a loop, shortening its reach. In my panicked state, I couldn't unwrap it, and my movements got increasingly frantic. Finaly, I calmed myself for a second and was able to slide the lock into place.

I was watching it as a movie again, as the kid ran to the family room and started blubbering to his parents. He was kneeling at the end of the coffee table, with his mom kneeling to his right and his dad on the couch to his left. As he tried describing what happened to his grandfather, his speech became increasingly chaotic and warped. A blender on the table started whirring, and his mom's hand was in it. Cartoon blood splashed everywhere, and the kid started crying, screaming out questions to his parents. Questions that went unanswered. The screen grew black around him, vortexing in and out. A dark voice called out to him, "become your destiny." The kid screamed no, but in an instant, he transformed into a little purple devil. (It was actually kind of cute.)

Weeks later, he was now a long Asian-style dragon swimming up a river somewhere in Japan, having realized his true demonic potential. Ahead of him in the air was another kid-turned-demon, who appeared like a cubic, 3-D kite made of interconnecting black strings. In voiceover, the dragon wondered what his purpose was. Over weeks of time, the movie showed both the dragon and kite growing ever larger, until they were each many times the size of skyscrapers. Even so, they still had the minds of children. By now, the dragon could fly along with the kite, who rode on the dragon's neck. The strings of the kite could now be seen to be made of human-like figures. As they passed a canal full of boats, they zoomed in on what appeared to be a large fish floating on its side. As it continued to surface, it became clear that it was actually a large human face, muscles only. The kite extended a string down with a pair of scissors, and snipped off the eyeball at the optic nerve, presumably one of the only things large enough to feed the both of them. A passing government helicopter showed two agents talking about what they just witnessed, although they hadn't see the actual dragon itself. Despite his size, from a distance, the dragon didn't arouse any more suspicion than a large commercial airplane. Finally, as they landed on a set of railroad tracks, they both reverted to being little kids, and were arguing over some Power Ranger action figures.

I rarely have non-live action dreams. This was particularly weird because I've only ever watched a small handful of anime, and not for a long time.

posted by Larry at 8:06 AM