sometime in 1994 . . .
I was standing in my bedroom in our old house in Phoenix. From another room, I heard a low ominous sound, like a pulse. I walked cautiously down the hall toward the kitchen, where the sound seemed to be comeing from. Everything was dark, and as I entered the kitchen I saw that it was arranged strangely. The pulse was not especially loud, but it filled the room. The kitchen was much larger than usual, and it was a sort of a maze of counters with appliances and boxes piled everywhere.
Turning a corner of the maze, I came upon a small lighted aquarium containing a single blowfish. The fish puffed in and out to the beat of the pulse. Something evil was in the room.
My eyes were drawn to the dishwasher, and I knew that the evil presence was inside. I opened it and saw a miniature man reclined in a glass. He looked up at me, and his eyes were solid white without pupils. He said "We are the egg dwellers." This statement filled me with dread, and I then noticed many other creatures like him among the dishes. I quickly shut the dishwasher and turned it on. Stepping back, I knew that doing so had been a bad idea.
My family was sitting in church. The chapel looked odd, partly because the pulpit was to the left rather than centered. Someone had just stepped down from the stand, and a man with black curly hair, a moustache, and a beard got up to speak. He wore what looked like a metallic lavender necktie as a headband. His words were incoherent, mostly stuttering and nervous laughter. When he stepped down, a few scattered people clapped. Over the next minute or so, a few others hesitantly joined in the applause. I looked at the bishop, who was in the congregation, and after a minute he begin to clap as well. I hadn't joined in before since it was quite unusual to clap during a church meeting, but now I did as well. Soon everyone was clapping and many people were whistling and yelling.
The room suddenly went dark and the applause subsided. On the stand, smoke rose from the floor. A figure wearing a huge cape descended slowly and diagonally from the ceiling. He was in a superhero pose. Colored spotlights trained on the caped figure and a very deep voice began making some sort of announcement. The cape fell to the floor, revealing that there had actually been two people behind it. When they reached the floor, they began a sort of dance in slow motion. The lights suddenly turned back on and the smoke was gone. I could now see that the dancers were men wearing Batman costumes. One costume was black and the other white. Their dance involved acrobatics, such as a back-to-back somersault.
Later, after the show, I was standing backstage with a janitor. Rather than the chapel, it was now a normal full-sized stage at one end of a high-school gym. The janitor was explaining to me how they got the rights to use copyrighted Batman items in the show. On the backstage walls were painted different trademarks and logos. I noticed that one was "Metallica." The janitor explained that if the people on stage crossed the names, they wouldn't be sued. I imagined a motorcycle riding up the wall over the word Metallica.
Just then, a gym instructor walked up to the stage from the gym floor. Hands on his hips, he glared at us. From across the room, I heard obnoxious laughter. Someone had pushed a wheeled cart toward the gym instructor.
Later, I was outside in a grassy area surrounded by large trees. An enormous playground was nearby, where I saw a spinning wall on some sort of underground turntable. The wall was about 5 feet high and 4 feet wide. Standing on the turntable on one side of the wall was a short old woman with a small dog. On the other side of the wall was a large lizard. As they rotated, I felt that I needed to shove a cart toward the old woman and hit her with it. She looked harmless, but was some sort of evil witch.
A girl was standing beside me. She had a ticket to the movie "Mrs. Doubtfire" in one hand and something very valuable in the other hand. I told her I needed her ticket for something, but she said she needed it for her little brother's operation. I promised to buy her a new one if I destroyed it, so she handed it to me and then kissed me. She told me to be sure not to hurt the dog next to the old woman, and I assured her that I wouldn't. My plan was now to push a large flat cart (the type at warehouse stores) at the lizard.
The scene changed, and I was walked into a small white room. I noticed that the walls were textured. There appeared to be no ceiling, as I could see the cloudy blue sky, but I reached up my hands and realized that they sky was actually painted on the ceiling. [r]'s voice laughed and said something. Someone was in the room with me. I then knew that [r] had some sort of magic power and that I did, too. I would be trapped, as would another person in the room with me, unless I could get us out. I tried using willpower to dissolve the walls and ceiling, but it didn't seem to work. I merely raised the temperature in the room slightly.
Three friends and I were at some kind of fitness center. An extremely long slide ran from one story of the building to the ground. The trip from the top to the bottom took several minutes. There were actually two parallel slides with a smooth dirt median between them. There were many steep drop-offs on the way down, and it was fun to go fast. Some people moved very slowly, but I discovered that I could avoid running into them by moving left and right between the slides. Crossing the dirt section created dust clouds but didn't slow my momentum at all.
My friends decided to go inside and do something else after a few times down, but I decided to try the slide at least once or twice more. Although it took a while to go down the slide, the way back up was much shorter. I had to enter the building at the ground floor, pass through a room with a television, a group of people dancing, and a small square pool in the center of the floor. I had to jump over the corner of the pool, and it seemed that each time I went through the room, the jump was a greater distance.
As I started down the slide again, I noticed a lot of old couples going down side by side on both slides holding hands. They sat up straight and moved very slowly. I realized that if I built up enough speed I could jump over them where the slide dropped off. I would fall about 15 feet and land on the slide again, maintaining my speed.
I entered the building to slide again, and saw my friends with many other people in the television room. Everyone was dressed formally, and it seemed that there was about to be a baptism in the pool. I tried to cross the corner of the pool as usual but the distance was much too great this time. I tried to walk along a small ledge against the wall, and some people even tried to help me across, but I couldn't make it without falling in the water. I finally gave up and walked into another room in the building, a video game arcade. The room was dark with a sort of reddish glow, and a lot of people stood around. They were talking about how they might get caught for something that they were about to do.
Suddenly, a large television in the center of the room turned on. it showed the arcade with lots of colored lights flashing and a rock and roll band on a stage playing to a crowd. A middle-aged man in a business suit stood out from the others. He was staring mindlessly. I knew he was some sort of official, maybe a mayor. A young man of about 19 walked up to the official and asked him something. Without turning his head or even changing his glazed expression, he held out a large keyring full of keys. This was somehow very bad.
I was standing with several other people in a huge field of tall brown grass. Cars and trucks slowly circled us. I had skis that hovered above the ground, and I let a friend use them. He preferred them to his car. After a while, the front of one of the circling cars was suddenly smashed flat by a large unknown object.
A group of small animals slept in the grass nearby. The scene changed to a chart of different animal lifespans, and a woman's voice narrated. She said that the amount of time an animal sleeps depends on the ratio of its age to its total lifespan. The scene then changed to a cage containing a rabbit wearing a bonnet. At first the rabbit looked real, but upon closer inspection it became a cartoon. It picked up a rock and threw it at a water bottle hanging on the wall of the cage.