Dream Log: February 21, 2001 (thing)

The traditional Sliding Doors Horror Dream. This dream follows the pattern of the film. It's a third person view of myself as the protagonist, the sequence splits at a vital moment and from then i experience two equally horrific scenarios.

My friend is about to be bitten by a grotesque insect - (i have a longstanding phobia about them) - and i try to warn him. I succeed, he isn't bitten, but i attract the thing's attention and it bites me instead. At the same time, i fail and it bites him.

From here, the scenes alternate so i'll try to replicate that in this writeup as best as i can remember.

1. • Path1: I've been bitten, but i feel fine. I go on about my life, and crush the bug under a foot. A lizard eats the remains.
   • Path2: My friend is bitten. He's gone into some sort of anaphylactic shock. I don't know what to do. He dies in my arms.
2. • Path1: I am hungry but i don't know what for. I appear to walking around Bristol University Campus. I meet my old girlfriend from the first year at Bristol, Lou. I kiss her, and then, following some weird inner prompting, i suck the skin from her face and body and leave her dessicated and dead.
   • Path2: Lou is dead. She's been disgustingly murdered. I'm afraid, we're all afraid.
3. • Path1: My body is changing. I grow longer, thinner, stronger. My eyes bulge, my tongue becomes pointed. I kill again, the groundskeeper at the university. I enjoy doing so, it tastes and feels good.
   • Path2: We can't find the corpse of my friend who died. I know what's going on from my knowledge of Path1, but i still believe i am responsible when i know i'm not. More people have disappeared.
4. • Path1: I'm all monster now. I kill for food and for fun, indiscriminately. Apart from that, i am solitary and happy with that. I know they're after me but i don't care. I can take them all, without a qualm.
   • Path2: I know where he is. I know what he's done. I don't have any choice, i have to burn him out. I prepare Molotov cocktails and head for his haunt.
5. • Path1: They've burned my lair, my hideout. I'm now escaping into a tree, my elongated arms and legs, my claw tipped digits easily grasping the branches. My tongue drips poison. I hear an enormous creaking from behind me. The lizard, changed in the same way that i have, is following me. It is vast, i am finally afraid.
   • Path2: I have found him. I plunge the piece of metal pipe deep into his guts and hear him screech in agony. I twist, moving forward. The claws grip my head, the pointed tongue descends towards my eyes. I scream my way into...
6. • Path1: The lizard's tongue lashes out like that of a chameleon. I am siezed, drawn toward the gaping maw. The path ends.
   • Path2: As my skin is stripped away, i force the pipe right through the insect-thing. It's cries and mine merge. As we die together, i wake.

I didn't wake up feeling good at all.