I had the most frightening dream last night. It was a nightmare.
As I was sleeping in the REM state, I was dreaming that I was at a car park at some university. There was some feature at university that looked familiar to Michigan North Campus’ Pierpont Commons but I am sure that the dream didn’t revolve around Michigan’s atmosphere. What I am sure of was that I was on an unidentified island. Moreover, there was some environmental group protest that I joined on a street similar to Beal Avenue that runs right by the Media Union.
The dream didn’t have any ghost or Jason X styled person. What made it scary was that I faced death. Nearby the university, there was an active volcano. It was about to vomit its content out to wipe out its surrounding to kingdom come. None evacuated the island because nobody knew anything about the volcano status.
When the time came for the destruction of the volcano, somebody was chasing me while I was driving in the car park. A car chase begun and somehow, I died. I couldn’t recall how I died but what I remember that I met God and God sent me straight to hell. While in hell, you could only imagine what I saw. It was so frightening that I forgot even the blurriest detail in the Satan’s home.
Nevertheless, after a few short moments, God forgave me and gave me a second chance for to prove to him that I am worthy enough to pass through heaven’s gate.
When I woke up, it was almost time for physics discussion session at Denilson Building, which is about 10 minutes away from my bed.
I hope I won’t be in hell once I leave my bed for good later in life.
