Dreams

I had a wakeful night, and some dreams I remember. For some reason my dreams are always bloody and feel full of import.

I dreamed two brothers in arms were on a campaign to kill as many as they could; they butchered people in a bus, and then later when survivors or relatives were waiting at a bus interchange, they turned up and killed them there.  Then there was a scene of a tall city tower, the killing of the security guard and a sort of announcers 'these things aren't too bad usually, but this time the shooter is from hell.'

Then that proved to be a trailer (way beyond what you would show on TV) running on At The Movies and about 12 or 15 family members were sitting staring at the screen, hyptonised or drugged.  Abel was one of them, and no one roused when I pointed out that he had just seen all this violence.  I went and distracted him. He seemed fine.

The next dream was of being in a massive gathering of cultists of some kind, in a very steeply tiered seating a thousand rows, and maybe two thousand feet high. There was a charismatic leader directing the most faithful to come up the highest. When everyone was in position, he set some large blocks rolling down the steep slope, and the cultists knew what to do joined in, throwing themselves down, creating a lethal avalanche of bodies.  Did the leader slip out once all was in progress? I think so.

Some of the imagery was probably from Drive (the bus interchange was sort of a garage space), and the city tower was from Source Code.  The human avalanche is a mystery.