Date: 11-01-2023
This dream started off in a vacation house. The house in this dream doesn’t really exist and thus I have not been there in real life. In the dream it was a vacation house from an old friend/colleague of mine from back when I worked at the reptile shop. We were allowed to stay there; me being my wife D, myself and also my brother M. He was alone, with no spouse, but he had a bunch of friends with him.
It was night-time and I was alone. D was socialising with other people that stayed in that place, which was just a huge house now, with many rooms. I was checking out the backyard which wasn’t all that big at all, and much space was taken up by two narrow but deep ponds. I wondered if there were any fish in there. My friend was always fond of fishing and he was an enthusiast when it came to keeping and breeding reptiles. It would make sense for him to have some fish in there.
But I didn’t really see anything, and so I went into the house looking for a flash light. I found one, a good one, and also found an old loaf of bread. I went out again and shone the very bright beam of light coming from the flash light into the first very deep pond. It was absolutely filled with fish; way more than would be normal. I thing the ratio between water and biomass hung somewhere around 50/50. It was insane!
Many of the fish were obviously predatory, judging from their looks. And some of them were huge! The pond was deep, but small and elongated, so the fish could move about, but it wasn’t ideal. The next pond was more of the same, but with many more smaller fish. I was looking to find a big one between the shoals of small fish, and couldn’t find one. I thought to myself my friend must be using this pond for the smaller fish until they are big enough to go to the other one.
But then on the bottom of the smaller and also incredibly deep pond I saw a huge tail fin move about between the shoals. It was near the bottom of the pond. The fish it belonged to must’ve been huge, many meters at least. I looked for it, and started throwing pieces of bread plucked from the loaf into the pond to direct the shoals to one part of the pond as to give me a clear line of sight to the big one.
While doing so I also threw some bread into the other pond, which created much turmoil in that pond too. And there were some huge individuals in that pond also. Many different species by the way. All different shapes and sizes, but mostly big ones. They fought aggressively for each piece of bread. But then I focussed my attention again at the small pond where the huge fish was now visible to me. It sat on the bottom of the pond. But not only did I see it, it saw me too and it was staring right at me angrily.
Its gaze was frightening. And to make matters even more frightening, it also started speaking to me! I could understand what it said, though I just can’t remember it. It was nothing profound, but that’s all I remember. It didn’t sound like it would under water, but it sounded like voices would sound like when in air. I also recall I replied but neither do I remember the content of that reply. I do know my friend showed up and we talked about the ponds and went inside the house.
Inside the house I ran into D who was somewhere upstairs in a room that we used. It was big but also narrow. It had a big TV and a couch right in front of the TV. M was sitting on that couch alone, watching Netflix. It was now daytime. A blue sunny sky was visible just past some branches of a tree. I talked to D and we were discussing what movie to watch. Apparently there was a new Marvel movie out, that wasn’t woke and that starred most of the old cast. She agreed to watch it.
M was done watching and wanted to pass us to exit the room. D and I jokingly obstructed his way, pretending we were in the midst of some sex act. He couldn’t pass and we were pretending we didn’t hear him until he started “joining in”. We all laughed. I invited him to come watch that movie with us. He would, was looking forward to it. Somehow though we went inside the story of the movie we were about to see, and it took part partially in that house. I don’t remember this bit all too well, besides me being able to rewind the movie if something did not go our way, so we could make other choices and not find ourselves in harms way any more.
I kept doing that a few times, and we “saw” the movie by experiencing it. I vaguely remember one scene where I was helping out a child that jokingly hid a frog somewhere and asked people that passed by to help him look for something he lost, to have them look and get scared by the big frog. He asked me, and because I foresaw his joke and was not afraid of frogs I picked up the frog and stated: “Found it!” presenting him the frog, which scared him now, funny enough. I recall also realising these frogs had been living and breading in the fish infested ponds. I felt terrible for them. How did they survive?
The movie went on. We weren’t major players though, but just side characters. Yet, my interventions drastically aided the ending of the movie to the benefit of the protagonists. The movie was “over” and we were still in the house talking about the movie like we just exited the movie theatre. But then we heard a thundery rumble in the not too far distance. A thunderstorm?
We (Me, D, M, my friend R, and a couple of other people) went to the room on that floor that had a balcony facing the direction from which the thunder noise came. The location of this house was now all of a sudden on my old street where I grew up. We were in one of the houses on the opposite side of our parents’ house. We looked from the balcony to the horizon where we saw a very perfectly shaped cloud. It resembled the shape somewhere between a Tic-Tac and an American football. It was fluffy, not too big, maybe the size of a large plane, and it hung low in the sky.
From its bottom it suddenly dropped some kind of pearl, the release of which produced another thunder noise. We were all oblivious to what this was, and people looked at me to explain it. I had no idea what natural phenomenon this was. The ball fell to the earth and we could hear a sort of repeating hissing noise, that was getting louder, like something was approaching us. It became louder and louder, and as it got closer we could better hear the details of the sound. It was a mix of hisses with a repeating “waf” sound. The “waf” part of it sounded a bit like construction foam exiting the straw of a can of that stuff.
“WAFFFFF, WAFFFFF, WAFFFFF, WAFFFFF” It came closer and it turned out to be the pearl, which was actually the size of a big skippy ball. Bigger even. I think at least a meter in diameter. Every time it rolled on its axes it made that sound, like there was some kind of exhaust on it that was muffled by rolling onto the ground. But no exhaust pipe was visible. We did saw some minor amount of feeble smoke puffs in its wake, white in colour. It was a surreal sight.
It came to a halt on a grassy slope below the balcony. We looked at it with mixed feelings of horror and curiosity; a very uncomfortable mix. It was clear to us this was no natural phenomenon; this was technology. I had realised this the first as we saw the ball appear when the sound was approaching us, and had stated this realisation out loud. We were inside again at this point, viewing the idle ball from the balcony window. I decided to go out on the balcony again, somehow knowing this ball was after me.
It was an intuitive feeling, and I wanted to know what this was about. I stood on the balcony, and was about to jump down onto the grass, but then the ball exploded into a fiery ball of flames. It wasn’t much of a bang, and it was mostly flames that dissipated quickly, but which left the grass around it scorched black. The side of the ball had just kind of collapsed, and the interior was visible. The insides of this ball were strange. The outside seemed to have been made of some kind of white cloth. But the insides were just so surreal.
Inside I could see two big empty tin cans and a whole lot of green Heineken beer cans. The two tin cans were the kind that would normally contain soup. They were opened and had their labels removed, so they were just the silvery tin. These two cans were situated next to each other, with about the space between them of 1.5 cans. Both cans had wild orange flames that produced a lot of black smoke coming from their tops. The beer cans were all stacked. They were in stacks both horizontally, vertically, diagonally and diametrically every which way.
The beer cans seemed to have been providing the cloth its ball like shape, although I had no idea how that was even possible. This was a technology far beyond my understanding, and it was also clear to me this technological entity had bad intentions. All this happened in a just a few seconds though, and while it had just happened and I had observed and realised all this, more thundering sounds rumbled over the horizon as more balls emanated from the weirdly shaped cloud that was still hanging there in the sky.
A bit of a panic ensued. We were all nervous and the house and backyard of the house had now been changed into a big playing contraption with plateaus, swings, climbing ropes, slides, and things of such kind. But it was huge, like it was meant for primates in a zoo. We scattered ourselves over the different installations, and looked at the edges of the bushes around the garden. It didn’t take long before we could hear that familiar hissing sound again, but this time it were many balls.
As they emerged it turned out to be balls of different sizes and colours. They resembled actual balls from different sports. Soccer, basketball, tennis, you name it. And they weren’t stupidly rolling along, but could make sharp turns, accelerate, decelerate, go up ramps and stairs, everything. And they were clearly after me personally. They didn’t care about the others. But as scary as it was, I stayed ahead of them and found clever ways to lead them into getting trapped or rolling off the plateaus. When they did they immediately exploded, which was kind of dangerous as it could set the whole wooden structure on fire.
But it didn’t, luckily, and I kept winning, until some angry voice sounded from the cloud. It shouted out in frustration, but I only vaguely remember this. It is as if I wasn’t that scared of it somehow, and only while writing this do I realise how incredibly scary that actually could’ve been. But it shouted and said something to me, and all the balls stopped moving. The cloud disappeared, as it went flying off into the distance at an incredible speed instantly.
I asked D to get me a sharp knife from the kitchen. The plateau now partly was a house again. I intended to cut every single one of the balls that were left. Somehow I knew that this would prevent them from becoming usable again. D got me the knife and I proceeded. But after I cut the first ball, the other balls all turned into puppy dogs, of different colours, breeds, and sizes. And they resembled puppies that were just laying there, sleeping.
Now people had gathered to see what all the thunder was about. Some knew what happened but most didn’t. I was going to cut the next one, which looked like I was going to cut the jugular of a puppy dog. I did and it turned into a flat ball. The onlookers didn’t know what to make of it, and just before I made that cut some shouted “HEY!” at me, thinking I was going to kill a little dog. But then I was going for the third one, my second puppy.
I put the knife on its throat, but something felt off. I had a feeling there was something evil watching me in anticipation. I looked at this small white Jack Russell, and felt the evil wanted me to cut this one. I came to realise the reason all balls were turned into puppies. One of them must be a real one. It was a setup. But I played along, placed the knife on its neck, make a sudden move, but I didn’t put any pressure on the blade. It was a trick move, and it fooled everyone, including the invisible evil that thought up to the last split second I had fallen for its tricks.
I could feel that evil almost exploded in frustration, but it was hopeless to do anything, as all onlookers began to applaud as the dog woke up and began to lick my face. That’s when I woke up.
