I had a strange set of dreams last night. I know most people don't care about other people's dreams, but I decided to share this one as I wanted to write it down anyway.
I was driving north when I realized that Chicken, Alaska, was a lot closer than I thought. I decided to stop by and see how things had changed. Before I could get there, I stopped in a nearby town (I assume for fuel) and I was warned that things were in bad shape up there. Wolves were attacking and someone was sabotaging the town's efforts to stop them.
I made my way there, but the road and the town itself were very different than the last time I was there. The buildings were new, but done in a style like those seen at national parks. There were a number of homes, a worship center (it was more of a meeting hall than a church), a general store (run by the owners of Chicken, Alaska Inc.), and some other buildings. The owners remembered me and didn't trust me. The husband ended up looking like Sawyer from lost.
Suddenly a house caught fire and I rushed over to help the people who were sleeping within it. Not-Sawyer followed, but was not much help. It was only once I managed to get the fire under control that we realized that the fire was a diversion. The massive windmill which was used to power the well that supplied the town's water (I was told about the trouble it took to puncture the permafrost) was destroyed by an unknown force.
It was at that time that I woke up. I don't know why I was thinking about Chicken, but it was a creepy dream. The fires and destruction probably came from the comics that I've been reading and the wolves were right out of Skyrim. The strange thing was that at no point did I feel helpless in my dream. While the townspeople were doubting me, I was certain the entire time that I would be able to help make things better. Usually wolves, fire, and destruction indicate a nightmare for me, but this one had me feeling empowered as I awoke. Weird.
I was driving north when I realized that Chicken, Alaska, was a lot closer than I thought. I decided to stop by and see how things had changed. Before I could get there, I stopped in a nearby town (I assume for fuel) and I was warned that things were in bad shape up there. Wolves were attacking and someone was sabotaging the town's efforts to stop them.
I made my way there, but the road and the town itself were very different than the last time I was there. The buildings were new, but done in a style like those seen at national parks. There were a number of homes, a worship center (it was more of a meeting hall than a church), a general store (run by the owners of Chicken, Alaska Inc.), and some other buildings. The owners remembered me and didn't trust me. The husband ended up looking like Sawyer from lost.
Suddenly a house caught fire and I rushed over to help the people who were sleeping within it. Not-Sawyer followed, but was not much help. It was only once I managed to get the fire under control that we realized that the fire was a diversion. The massive windmill which was used to power the well that supplied the town's water (I was told about the trouble it took to puncture the permafrost) was destroyed by an unknown force.
It was at that time that I woke up. I don't know why I was thinking about Chicken, but it was a creepy dream. The fires and destruction probably came from the comics that I've been reading and the wolves were right out of Skyrim. The strange thing was that at no point did I feel helpless in my dream. While the townspeople were doubting me, I was certain the entire time that I would be able to help make things better. Usually wolves, fire, and destruction indicate a nightmare for me, but this one had me feeling empowered as I awoke. Weird.
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