Agnew's Mind He's got a long journey ahead of him.

Manhunt Dream

    by Mike Agnew Jr.

I don't have as many details as I normally do but this dream was plenty real.  In fact it kept me asleep through all my alarms and I ended up waking up at 9AM on the dot.

So I forget why exactly it started but I was in a dorm like building...long hallways with a bunch of doors....physically things made no sense because you could walk into one room and there would only be a table and lamp in it and then you could run into another room and you would be in a jungle.  Very odd...yet normal.  So somehowI become the object of a manhunt.  There are several teams setup and they are trying to kill me.  The teams range from TV show characters such as Mulder and Skully from X-Files...to some sort of Grimace(McDonald's) looking slugs.  There was one girl after me in a full catwoman type suit who kept throwing batrang looking blade things at me that I was able to dodge.  I did have a weapon on me that looked like a cross between a regular 9mm (because we all know what they look like) and the Nintendo Zapper.  This gun would load bullets but when it would shoot it would send this lightsaberish beam at the person it was aimed at.  The beam would normally push the person away but sometime it would begin to burn the person I guess based off of how the moment was playing out.

Now the game was extreme...I was being hunted and every moment I had to finally catch my breath (insert Walikci Asthma joke here) and figure out where to go next, another team would be on me.  The worst part was was that there was no place for me to get to. Like normally in movies the hero has somehwere to go...some goal that will make them safe at least for a while and then things blow up but they gain a sidekick and then make it to the next spot.  None of that for me.  I just ran and kept on running and every once in a while I had would fight different aliens and people.  While I was fighting them they would keep yelling for more "troops" to come to their aid to finally catch me.  I do recall at one point I was saved by Mulder.  I was fighting the catlady person and deflecting her batarangs.  I was working my way backwards up steel steps like what you would find in a factory.  It was very freddy krugerish except colder than you would expect...no furnace action.  Anyway she is throwing these blade things at me and I'm knocking them away with my gun, my only real defense.  Finally I get a lock on her and fire.   This was a key moment.  I know this because everything slowed down matrix style but somehow got louder.  The beam shot out of the gun and I could feel the recoil throw me back a bit.  She slowly moved to the right allowing the beam to graze her side.  As she fell to the right she let another blade fly towards me.  Still suffering from the recoil I was trying to get the gun between me and the blade like I had before.  I could see my arm moving but knew it was not happening fast enough.  This blade was gonna hit me right in the face...right between the eyes.  As I moved the gun there were stages of where it had been...like keyframes....so if you looked at me it would look like I have 5 arms and five guns....like time lapse photography.  So this blade is spinning right at my head when a huge spark shoots off right in my face and I close my eyes.  Mudler is standing there with a smoking gun.  He had shot the blade away at the last second.  The catlady is looking at him too so I quickly turn my gun on her and blow her away.  She gets shot out one of the many high windows in the room.

So I get up and brush myself off and Mulder comes walking over.  Skully comes out of the shadows as well.  I turn to them and say, "So what happens now?"  Skully turns to me and goes, "5 minute head start."  Noe panic sets in.  I finally thought I was safe or at least had allies but it turns out they wanted the kill for themselves.  I bust through the rooms door and start hauling ass down the hallway.  I see something coming my way so I dive into a room with an open door.  I hear the Grimaces coming before I get a chance to shut the door so I just hold myself against the wall as they slime on by.  There are three of them and the middle on just keeps moving forward while the other two look into the rooms .  They look like big slimy purple blobs with that dopey Grimace like face.  They are armed with pointed stick but I figure once they have me pointed sticks will still hurt like hell. So after they pass I go to shut the door but I hear them doubling back.  I figure I have been caught.  I hold myself back to wall where I was at before.  The door is still wide open.  As they pass by again I open one eye to see when they have gone only to notice that this time that they are upside down and traveling on the ceiling.  WHATEVER...So I finally have clearance to shut the door and as I'm about to close it I see this weird fish eye looking at me.  It looks happy and angry and surprised all at the same time...like a dog about to devour a steak.  I slam the door and lock it.  I hear troops marching down the hallway.  I shut a second door, a heavier steal door that has more locks on it than the first.  Once I have the door secured I walk backwards and land on a bed.  I'm lying there trying to figure out what to do next.

The pounding on the door is getting louder.  I had seen these fish people earlier in the dream.  They were all very large with fish faces but human bodies.  The weirdest thing about them was the top of their heads were shaped like crowns...like the budweisser crown.  They would easily tear me apart.  As it turns out they were easily tearing apart the door.  I thud was so loud I sat up in the bed.  I dent had formed on the steal door.  I looked around and realized I was in a windowless room.  The banging got louder and then it went away.  They were still knocking on the door but I could no longer hear it.  I sat there exhausted....with no place to go....about to get demolished by these fish people...I kept thinking..."I won't let it happen like this.....I won't give them the satisfaction."  I took my gun out of my pocket and put it up to my head.  "They will all be sorry.  None of them will get the prize.  I will steal it away from them."  I began to pull the trigger.  "Bastards."  BAM

But it wasn't the gun...it was white lights..like stage lights...my eyes were out of focus but after rubbing them I could see that I was in some sort of room...it was a party....and all the people that were hunting me were there.  It felt like we in a green room for a show or something....I went over and picked up a styrofoam coffee cup with one of those paper handles and poured myself some coffee...looked around the room one last time and took a sip. AWAKE...late for work