Why do I have these strange dreams? What do they mean? The last one has been too vivid, frightening..."I was naked, alone, in one deck of what seemed an abandoned research facility, some automated basic controls were still online, but nothing else... unless an unusual cold sensation, like it was a haunted station. As i was getting closer to the bar, that sensation was increasing... Two pilots came out of the bar and started to walk towards me, but they didn't care about me, as if I weren't there, then one of them walked trough me. Was I dead? I couldn't understand what was happening, I entered the bar. It was full of people but no one seemed to see me... or the strange figure that was in the centre of the bar, standing... I didn't know if it was looking at me, since I couldn't see eyes in it. I couldn't move, I was petrified, that strange thing acquired my body form, to the smallest details, it was like a mirror. When it was really close to me, opened it's eyes... and as it opened it's eyes, my eyesight went dark until I saw nothing... nothing but darkness. "What are you waiting for? You always have been the same, even if you try to deny it... Stop escaping, there's no way out of yourself, like a wheel that, no matter how many turns it takes, the end of each one, returns it to the initial position." The voice dissapeared, then I recovered my sight. I was at home, in the house that once was home... And I was smaller. I ran to the hall's mirror. I looked like when I was six years old, my mother came to me and asked if I was ok, then she bent in front of me, and said "Dad isn't going to have dinner with us, he'll work late today" She was going to cry, but why? She ran to her bedroom. I followed her silently, when I got there, she was watching the news... I turned myself to the screen... what was my father doing there? they were talking about a terrorist attack, for a second, I thought that he could be one of the victims, but my mother took me out of her bedroom violently "Forget what you've seen, go to your bedroom, there is where you should stay until tomorrow!" I was scared, and even more when I saw my father entering home, he passed close to me, but he ignored me, and headed to the basement stairs, and slammed the door. Once again, everything went dark... and remained like that for a while, then, a female voice whispered "Time for the next spin... choose where to spin to" then, I had a very real vision... I was behind the cockpit of a fighter, one I couldn't identify, and dressed in a different suit, I was ready to launch, the docking bay door opens..." Then I woke up, soaked in sweat, and thought about my father... theres' something that doesn't fit whith how he died... you don't get paralytic working in an office... Neither had a personality that would fit in such work environment... I have a lot of questions right now, I'm going to the bar for a coffee while I decide where to go... or if I really want to go somewhere, I want to sort out what these dreams mean, I feel that I need to.
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