Apocalyptic Interpretation

There was a large group of us getting ready for a costume party and we were riding the subway/metrolink to our friend's shop somewhere in the city. I remember us running through the aisles, goofing off and trying stuff on before we settled on our costumes. As we're in the process of doing all this there's a loud explosion that knocks everyone to their knees and throws all the stuff from the shelves all over people. There's an eerie moment of calm and quiet before the chaos starts, where everyone is trying to figure out what the fuck just happened. I manage to get all the junk off of me and run outside and see debris everywhere, with smoke coming out of the sky in the background. My group of friends and I make it back to the hotel we were staying in, where the rest of the party-goers were staying too. So as everyone is trying to figure out what's going on, you know, checking their phones, the news, Facebook, etc. most of them are either in complete costume or at least in the process of it. Then there's an announcement on the news... Something from space caused this explosion, and it will continue to happen. It's important to find some kind of covering for the head that also keeps you from breathing in the toxic chemicals in the air. There's another loud BANG and I find myself in a bathroom with a blonde boy. We stuff towels under the door to keep the bad air out and hide together in the shower. Nothing happens and the all clear is yelled sometime later.

Fast forward. Life resumes some sort of "normalcy". Everyone is issued helmets that look kinda like motorcycle helmets but they're super heavy duty and have a breathing device in them. I can remember how heavy it was, trying to put it on my head the first few times. There's a few random memories of how life is with the fishbowls. Like I met mom and Mimi for lunch and there was an alarm while we were eating. Or another one on the subway. Then shit got serious. The news declared that at the present we were sustaining life and it seemed the problem would not be getting any worse. Then it went onto say BUT (there's always a but) the problem needed to be corrected in space, there was a tear in some sort of atmospheric... thing. And someone had to go and fix it in order to keep the planet from slowly suffocating. Bring back blonde boy, whom, I forgot to mention, I had been dating this whole time. He volunteers to go on this mission to space and fix the rip in the atmosphere to save the day. (woo!) He says his goodbyes, we have one of those epic, Armageddon type moments, and he gets on the ship. What I was unaware of during this whyole process is that he doesn't expect to make it back alive. Not because the mission is ridiculously dangerous, but because he has a bad lung and doesn't think that the canned astronaut oxygen will be able to sustain him long enough for him to fix the hole and make it back. 

The next part shows him up in space, floating in a suit away from a piece of debris in space. He had fixed the rip, not sure how because I never saw it, but it was fixed. He turned and looked at everything and could see the outline of the planets and earth off in the distance. Then there is an obnoxious beeping noise and he starts to lose air pressure, and he falls. I'm not sure how he falls in space since there's no gravity... but he falls. And he lands on a space station. (That looks like the Death Star).

Fast forward. There's a man sitting in a cluttered office sipping coffee and typing in a computer when there's a knock on the door. It's an older Blonde Boy (for a minute he looks like Harrison Ford as Han Solo, but it went away) and he comes in and starts talking to the guy behind the desk. Guy Behind the Desk says they finally get to go home. That their beloved hunk o'tin has reached it's limitations and that they want them home. 

Fast forward. I'm on the AFB, trying to find Blonde Boy. I walk into this office where they send me, and it turns out to be a counselors office. This man named Brooks, a young Will Smith, walks up and starts calmly trying to explain the reintroduction process. He says how Blonde Boy has been in space by himself for a long time and it will be hard for him to adjust and I need to understand and support this if I really love him blah blah... He's heard a lot about me from Blonde Boy but that I also need to realize that we've both changed and will have to get to know each other again... Etc. I start freaking out, getting hysterical. All I want to do is see him, why is he keeping us apart. I spent what felt like a lifetime thinking he was dead, now I find out he's alive and all I want to do is see him. Brooks tells me I need to calm down. He says he's going to put me in this... thing. I can't remember the word now. But essentially it's a giant tank that has jelly fish swimming around in it. And there's these spots where you go and you're immersed and put in mostly darkness. The effect is actually very calming and people go there to relax and focus. At first I didn't want to go but then my head cleared and when I climbed out of the tank there were actually a couple other people waiting to get in. As I looked around I could see it was kind of like a public pool area. Apparently, the counselors suggested this technique often for people who were having a hard time coping. I remember bawling. Absolutely sobbing to the point where it hurt and my eyes were swollen and it was just ridiculous. I understood though. So I walked back out into the office and Brooks was in a meeting, so I stepped outside and for some reason a bunch of my friends were there and when I saw them I gave them big bear hugs and kisses on the cheeks and was just super glad to see them. Jonathan and Ryan were among these... (I need a life.) There were two guys who were trying to get me to walk away with them, like I owed them money or something, but even in the dream I know I couldn't remember what for either. So I walked back into Brooks office and I'm sitting in the waiting room, waiting for him and Blonde Boy walks up behind me, leans his head on my shoulder and says hello...

The Keeper of Souls.

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I woke up this morning and grabbed my journal before I'd even fully opened my eyes to jot down this particular dream. I must say, out of all of my odd dreams, this one really stands out. I remember as it was going on I realized that I was watching it happen, like I was watching a movie... I'm not actually any of the characters in my dream... So bear in mind this is the unedited version, this is exactly how I wrote it in my journal.

The setting is in a big city and it seems futuristic. The apartment is in this HUGE building on like the 100th floor. The main character looked just like Jennifer Garner  (so she will now be referred to as Jennifer to avoid confusion.) She lived in in this apartment all alone until one day she finds an injured and unconscious man and brings him home with her. I'm not sure where he came from but I do know he was hurt in what was simply called "The War". He doesn't come to very often and when he does he doesn't speak, but he has these amazing aquamarine eyes that seem to communicate beyond words. As she cares for him she (thinks) she's falling in love with him. As this is going on a new girl has started at her job (no idea where that is). She's blonde with a French accent. (It's the lady from that "Birdsong" movie with Jack from Pillars of the Earth). *AUTHOR'S NOTE: I Google'd it, her name is Clémence Poésy)

Jennifer (or whatever) starts talking to her about this man and the unexplainable connection and how she's falling for him etc etc. Blonde Girl explains to her that it's because he's from a different reality. He can't speak or truly function because he's trapped in THIS reality. Jennifer (or whatever) becomes determined after that to find a way to be with him. Blonde Girl explains that this version of her has to die in order to cross over into his reality. I think Mysterious Pretty Eyed Guy had actually died at this point because I never saw him again and Jennifer (or whatever) seemed distraught. So in a moment of grief she opens her window and jumps, falling gracefully and in slow motion to the ground where she lands face down, sprawl limbed, in front of her apartment building. Which had a large shiny metal sculpture of some sort out front and huge picture windows in the front. It kinda looked like a bank, honestly.

After a few minutes she gets up and while this world is almost identical, the lighting is different and all the people she sees have the same brilliantly bright eyes as Mysterious Pretty Eyed Guy. I forgot to mention that every time Jennifer (or whatever) uses the elevator to go in and out of her building there's a different old person, in dress black, holding a skeleton key in with her. It doesn't seem out of place at the time, it just seems like they're other people in her building who happen to be in the elevator with her. You know how in movies when they zoom in on an object that the characters don't notice, but the audience is supposed to? Foreshadowing and all that? That's how I noticed the key. Every time she got in the elevator the focus was on the key. So even though this building was huge there are only 20 actual rooms and each one of the elevator people lives in one. As the story keeps going, I noticed that Jennifer (or whatever) is the only young, not dressed in all black, person living there. And she never holds the key.

Okay, so after she wakes up she goes running back into her building, with dirt smudged on her face (though no other visible damage is done, despite plummeting to her death from the top of a skyscraper) and encounters an as yet unseen person in black, an older lady with a French accent. She has dark hair and kinda looks like the lady who play's Regina's mom in Once Upon a Time, Barbara Hershey. She says to Jennifer (or whatever),

"I can't believe you let the (SOME WEIRD FOREIGN WORD THAT I DON'T RECALL EVER HEARING IN MY ENTIRE LIFE) trick you like that."  I remember interpreting it as a word that meant some kind of evil spirit or something. Y'know, like how banshees are considered bringers of death.

To which Jennifer (or whatever) replies, "What do you mean?"

"She isn't what she seems, she's the Keeper of Souls. Why do you think there are only 20 rooms and we only have one key? Why are you the only young one and the only one to leave? You've been tricked ma cherie."

Of course, Jennifer (or whatever) is flabbergasted and full of denial and runs (in slow motion) to her apartment door and throws it open.


...and that's it. I woke up. I never saw what she sees.