I had this weird dream last night and it was one of those that were too good so upon waking, I forced myself to jot it down as quick as possible so I wouldn’t forget it…

The dreams started out with me in a hotel room where I was in the second floor of the building; as I looked across the street I saw a great green steamroller rolled down the street which looked like a cross between ‘BFI’ trash bin and a jawa freighter ship. It was so large that it was practically two stories high and the driver wearing a silver handlebar mustache and a conductors cap could see eye level into my room which was a little nerve racking. As I stepped outside onto the balcony I was on top of the Empire State Building, except that it had a platform that looked like the top of Orthanc Tower in ‘Lord of The Rings’, and it was built in such a way that the surface was concaved, so that someone standing would start sliding toward the edges where there was really no railing except a foothold sort of railing about the edges as if it was easy to trip and fall over, as I slid down towards the edge I grabbed the railing and my feet were dangling of the edge of the tower, I pulled myself up and started to crawl back towards the doorway of the patio which was located right at the near center of the rooftop. As I came inside I started talking to Brian, the owner of the “Concrete Wave” snowboard shop on Goldstar Bvld, who seemed bedridden with some illness..

The next part of the dream was weird or maybe it was a whole new dream, I remember being in the ‘catacombs’ underneath a city , full of narrow hallways and abandoned libraries, and the whole underground facilities had the feel of abandoned bomb shelters, and those type of hospital hallways with those heavy duty glass doors where you can see patients from the other side and such. They seemed to go on forever in all directions. There was also intercom systems where you could hear sounds from other sides of the ‘catacombs’ as if hallways existed in infinitely lower levels and abandoned factories that lurked there. The ‘catacomb labyrinth seemed to have no ending but that dreaded feeling of uncertainty and dread prevented me and some other people that were with me from exploring further after a while. Then we heard echoes in the halls like people wailing but being muffled as if voices were mutating (very alienesque) . Somebody opened one glass locked door in the hallway and saw some people rounding the corner, but they looked mutated, like giant puppet people, or one of those sponge toys that you throw in water and expand abnormally, and they were slightly zombielike blue in color, and they were coming toward us but were walking too slow to be able to reach the door before we barred it.
As we sat there in this one big room which looked sort of like an abandoned library and biology lab, some people were trying to reach other people trapped inside the catacombs they could here coming from various hallways towards this room, but we weren’t sure if they had been mutated or not, so we were hesitant letting refuges coming from the lower levels of the hallways into the library room we were in. Then it dawned on me that some people were possibly infected with something as we saw them act unnaturally strange. As we ran up staircases that looked like subway entrances until we reached the city, we passed various people and noticed some had green growth surrounding on them (like as if early stages of mutation) Then the city itself looked abandoned but abandoned in the fact that it did not resemble everyday life. No one was driving, everyone was walking around and although some only people looked frantic, we came to a heavily populated public street square where no one looked nervous. But deep down I knew it was because most of them were already infected and then I and the people that were with me who don’t exist in real life realized, it was almost impossible to tell who was and who wasn’t. The only clear evidence of mutated species was on the far end of the center of the square on the street looked to be what looked liked a tree, but it was a green being with a thorny round bulbous upper body and almost everyone around it was encased in a layer of a similar material as if it was mutating them. Those that fully became mutated turned into the same thing. They literally looked like freaky moss- looking trees and splattered green crap on everything around them, which probably made everything and everyone around them mutate even more.
Rounding back into a lower level of the subway, we saw more of these green things round the corner of a hallway coming towards the upper levels and it was plain we had no idea where to go amongst all the victims who looked normal but we knew had already been infected. The question remained, was it food that people ate, or was it a pollen or something in the air that caused all these people to become these tree zombies? And as we witnessed the first stages of mutation to all the brain dead people all around us, we tried to open up a locked door that was a huge glass sliding door that looks like one of those on airplane hangers into what looked like broad steps and structures that lead to a new realm but everything looked like an opera house and I saw people coming down the stairs that were already mutated, I woke up. Of course, it was just a dream, so whatever. But that morning I opened up the fridge, and while looking for the jelly, my eye searched the contents of the refrigerator only to gaze upon a basket of raw broccoli and stare at it in a trance until my roommate yelled at me to close the refrigerator door after a few minutes for letting in all the heat…