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I have trouble with the layout of updating the journal. I had the most bizzare dreams lately... And I do mean bizzare.
My first dream has faded, but it was one of those dreams where it's like you were watching a movie that doesn't exist-- it has its own plot, own script, it's all new- and you wake up going 'what the...?'

I think my dream was telling me I was thinking too much about Resident Evil! I was mulling over how I would never be able to play Resident Evil 5 before I went to sleep and I had the following dream three nights ago: (This will contain fragmented thoughts, descriptions, and run on sentences.)

Some sort of mansion-like area. It went from sewers to places with metal walls- like a lab, I guess. There was a lot of paneling and rich carpet. Bookshelves too. For having played all but Resident Evil 0, I didn't recognize it as anywhere from the game.
Something happened... There were zombies/hunters/ect. about.
Rebecca from, obviously, Resident Evil was dying and Billy was there being all 'oh boo this is so sad' and Rebecca said something about a black trunk under a window and gave out a combination before dying dramatically. Billy was distressed.
I had to run from zombies.
Then it got weirder as I ran into a place with tiny exits. It was metal, with two benches on each side. Each bench was full of people of all background/race/size/shape. One was obviously a grumpy tourist.
I was angry because I couldn't remember which exits led back to the zombies and no one would tell me.
Then Billy was there again and some freaky thing dragged him through a bunch of beams to a concrete roof-type area. It was that James Marcus guy, only he was all mostly leech and really really scary looking. He was also really angry.
He said something rather epic- amusingly epic- but I don't know what it was.
I know some other things happened and there was a man in the shadows I knew was Wesker, but...

The thing is, it was all so flowing abd actually made so much sense at the time. Save for the whole tiny room with two doors, it was like watching a movie. When I woke up, I was all 'Dude, what the heck?'
Then I sulked because Marcus was a freaky leechy abomination instead of a hot crossdresser. XD

So... yeah.... that was really wierd.

Remembered most? The mahogany bookshelves and plush crimson carpets.

My dream last night?
Actually, it was just odd. We were in the Arctic sea, you sea on some shipping boat. Then that one guy- Steve Fawcett? I saw him floating in the water. I thought he might be okay, so I dragged him onto the ship. He was very dead. Very dead and cold... wet... I couldn't get the body off me and his face was right next to mine. It was horrible. Then there were models that were also zombies that threw toothpicks which infected people. The national guard was and the boat we were trapped on and just kept pointing and laughing at the toothpick zombies, so more people were being toothpick infected. I kept trying to get mom off the ship but she was very unconcerened with the ordeal.
Just as I was trying to pull Mom into the water, the actual awake-world Mom woke me up to take my pills. XD XD XD

Remembered most? The corpse's face next to mine. Ugh... Still makes me shudder.