Dreams epdisode 13

Day of dream: A few days ago
Setting: A castle-like place, with many tastefully decorated rooms, Victorian style. One of the rooms is a small theatre, with rows of red cushioned seats, and decorations in gold. However rather than a stage, it has a huge aquarium, the size of a stage. It is practically a glassed-up stage, with red velvet curtains.

Story:
A few friends and I were exploring this castle. I can't remember how, but we ended up in this small theatre. The stage curtains were drawn. Out of curiousity, we opened it, and saw this gignatic octopus (large enough to fill up the entire tank). We stood for a moment, stunt. The octopus started tapping its tentacles hard against the glass of its prison. After a few taps, I realized that we were going to be in trouble, and screamed RUN! We swang the exit open and ran into the door opposite the theatre. Just a side-note, the corridor is really narrow for a castle with so many rooms.

We locked the door and braced ourselves. Then a crashing noise came, followed by a tiny flood of water from under the door. The monstrous octopus was out. For some reason, we decided that it is not safe in the room we were in. So we left the empty room and ran for the door on the right. That room was similarly empty. We stayed there for a while, decided it was not as safe, and ran back to the previous room...

Dreams Episode 12

Day of dream: approximately a week ago
Setting: NUS High School 5th floor
Story:
I was in the art studio, clearing my works and all. Don't quite remember the details, but I think it's almost the end of school. After clearing everything, I went out for a walk (still on the 5th floor). I kept walking until I reached the netball court (isn't suppose to be a very long distance), and sat down at the bench with a few friends.

Then there was this gigantic fly, about the size of a grown human. It was dying, or dead, can't be quite certain about it. I picked it up, it feels like a real fly (or what I thought a fly would feel like if you are able to hug it). It completely blocked my view. I think I might have wanted to let it fly. So I threw it off the 5th floor, and it glided down, attempting to flap its wings, but its body just seemed too heavy. After awhile, it splashed into the empty eco-pond. Then, I was certain it was dead.

I returned to the studio, stayed there for a while, and return to where I found the gigantic fly. Dr. Wong had decided to move her orchestral practice to the fifth floor. They were rehearsing for a performance for SIMC (Singapore International Mathematical Challenge) that is to be held in our school. For one reason or another, Dr. Wong asked me to join the cellist. A cello appeared out of nowhere... Then I decided I shall play the recorder instead. So I will be playing the main melody on recorder with one other person. And so the rehearsal continued on the 5th floor...