It started with
StarCraft. There was some kind of game going on,
but the
enemy kept using these
weird things I'd never seen before
that would completely
devastate me then
fly away.
Switch to church musical practice. Some conflict about my hat,
nothing serious. I was practicing with Phillip, lead part in last
year's musical. We were dancing a dance that I didn't know, so I
was just doing what he did. Then we all went outside of the church
(there were more people now, mostly kids) and out into some
beautiful garden that shouldn't have been there. I carried
something with one other person across a parking lot in my jacket -
it had started raining fairly hard. Met some black people who had
also carried stuff at the destination - it had an overhang, so we
waited there for a while, out of the rain.
Somehow we all got to some kind of showerhouse or something,
apparently owned by my grandparents, but they were
nowhere to be seen. There were some kind of dispenser machines
on the wall, but their instructions were in Korean. People started
acting like they were going to take showers. I wandered off to
explore a bit more.
Flash to outside. Somebody is complaining about the quality of
the shower, and how there were flowers growing through the cracks
of the floor in the shower-room-thing. The person who (apparently)
built or maintains or SOMETHINGs the shower place drives up in a
black car, and annoyed-person and owner-person start arguing.
Owner-person is some kind of giant insect, I perceive.
Of course, this leads to war in the streets of a damp, industrial
city. After dark. StarCraft takes the stage - there are Guardians
and Seige Tanks running around. The side that I'm on seems to be
losing... but I'VE read the spoilers, and know how to win - I pick up
a building with a caged door and (somehow) trap the leader of the
other side (the giant insect-owner person, who I now perceive has
light red tentacles and is female.) Then I lock it in place by
pushing it down through the top of another, indestructible building.
The top of the "cage" is open, and it seems like the insect-thing
could just fly out - it has wings - but it doesn't.
A deep, dark dungeon. Insect-thing is struggling at bonds, and
some nasty person who I truly don't approve of is planning to
torture it and kill it for some reason. The nasty person has filled
insect-thing's entrapment, in which it (actually she) is bonded, with
matches, and is trying to light them to incinerate her, but can't find
any other working matches. A little candle is placed by insect-
thing for no good reason. By this time she's wailing and pleading
and depressing me greatly. She reaches over with some tentacles
and extinguishes the candle, then tears free (I perceive she's badly
wounded now) and rushes over to a set of bars, locking her in,
which now, somehow lead to the outside world, where it is day,
screaming "My egg! I've got to lay my egg! Mama doesn't care as
long as I get some before I die!" With that she grabs the bars with
her tentacles and spews an egg out of her mouth, into the outside
(I wonder now if that will cause her to die, but I never see her again
throughout the rest of the dream).
Little, grinning, flying blobs follow the egg. Both they and it look
like they're made out of clay. There are people in the street, but
nobody seems to notice. The egg is slimy and blue-green.
From out of my line of vision, the egg hatches. What hatches out
of it?
GUMBY.
There is an ending scene with Gumby and some other clay-made
things. One of them is very large and red and is tearing a clay car apart. Some of the others are doing similar things, but most are just standing there, maybe waving. Letters flash: "Claymation done by H. G. Wells studios."