Dream: Working in Hell

I was a girl working in, apparently, Hell. As in the realm of punishment for condemned souls. Hell had no reds. Not much color except black really. I commuted from the living world, on a flying taxi that refused to take me too close so I had to walk some. There were those ugly walking corpses that were murderers and other nasty things.

Those hardened criminals bolted before they got to see what awaited them. I didn't see anything of their destination except a network of teleporters in a Hell-Crown shape (the dream used a name like that). They provided no escape--they only teleported in a zigzag pattern, repeating itself. Only us workers knew escape. I don't know what job I did there. Greeter/escort? I sat on the train and bus.

The condemned souls bolted before they got onto the boat-train. Talked about a night on the town. A murderous one (this was a simple dream). They tried to take us workers hostage. Big mistake. The driver of the Hell Bus (black and spiky like everything else) just cackled and stepped on the gas, hurling us down the highway toward the inevitable accident. None of us workers were concerned about the whole thing. I think it happened on a regular basis. It was futile for the condemned souls like everything else. I don't think we actually got out of Hell despite it seeming like the outside world. On a really, really dark night.

I get the feeling Hell in this dream was mainly gloom and futility.

Anyway, then I woke up.

Dream - Candyland

My brain decided to follow up the dream about Hell with one about another afterlife: Candyland. I got the impression that it was supposed to be Paradise, but in mood it was more in-between. Neither awful nor wonderful. There were bullshit politics but no murderous thugs to fuck said politics up. Since they were all in Hell.

Candyland was built out of ice. No one seemed cold, so I guess it was purely aesthetic. There was a King though I don't know his political powers. Everyone appeared in a cutesy form, like early console overhead RPG sorites. It was in the same map view too.

In the smithy, there was a bully. I guess he wasn't evil enough to go to Hell (you had to do vile things). Just a bully. He threatened people so they wouldn't become apprentices at the smithy. But this guy not quite as big as the bully but rather big came in, saw his actions, and pushed him up the wall, pinning him. That ended the bullying.

There was a pirate queen, but she had reformed her fleet into merchants (if exceptionally armed and escorted) and pirate-hunters. She specialized in rescuing injured endangered animals, raising them, then selling them to decent looking homes. Probably not the best way to handle endangered species but I think she did it with positive motives at least.

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Huh. I've been getting comments from totally random strangers lately. Perhaps something to do with the 'Explore' feature I vaguely recall hearing.

Well, hi there random strangers! How're you? Are your strawberry hats blossoming well?


I think I'm going to remember to friend-lock everything too personal from now on. That's been my usual habit anyway. But I still post some stuff I don't mind the general population seeing.