This was 2 nights ago.
So in my dream, it turns out ER didn't actually shoot himself after his notorious 2014 rampage, and instead managed to evade the cops and escape to a desolate universe comprised entirely of a blank, black space & a cave-like hole in the ground. There were two entrances: One was a shallow little bunker, perfect for hiding in comfortably, the other was a narrow and deep chasm, pretty much a literal hellhole. As much as Elliot tried to get into the first one, he lost his footing and fell into the second.
I could feel his despair. This was not a good place to be. Kind of reminded me of a more tangible version of "the sunken place" from the movie Get Out. I doubted he'd survive.
He spent a long time down there, idk how long but maybe years, but did eventually manage to crawl out. When he emerged, he had transformed into a white house cat with extremely long fur on his underbelly that appeared to have been spray-pained a deep, metallic blue color.
In his cat form, he walked across a woodland area at dusk. Just walking, not drawing attention to himself. But then other cats began to follow him, one by one. They liked the cut of his jib I guess and together they formed a little marching cat colony, it was kind of sweet actually. Right before I woke up, the colony was confronted by a few white lions with blue snouts. I woke up before anything happened but I got the sense the lions were hungry and were going eat cat ER and his fellow cats.
So in my dream, it turns out ER didn't actually shoot himself after his notorious 2014 rampage, and instead managed to evade the cops and escape to a desolate universe comprised entirely of a blank, black space & a cave-like hole in the ground. There were two entrances: One was a shallow little bunker, perfect for hiding in comfortably, the other was a narrow and deep chasm, pretty much a literal hellhole. As much as Elliot tried to get into the first one, he lost his footing and fell into the second.
I could feel his despair. This was not a good place to be. Kind of reminded me of a more tangible version of "the sunken place" from the movie Get Out. I doubted he'd survive.
He spent a long time down there, idk how long but maybe years, but did eventually manage to crawl out. When he emerged, he had transformed into a white house cat with extremely long fur on his underbelly that appeared to have been spray-pained a deep, metallic blue color.
In his cat form, he walked across a woodland area at dusk. Just walking, not drawing attention to himself. But then other cats began to follow him, one by one. They liked the cut of his jib I guess and together they formed a little marching cat colony, it was kind of sweet actually. Right before I woke up, the colony was confronted by a few white lions with blue snouts. I woke up before anything happened but I got the sense the lions were hungry and were going eat cat ER and his fellow cats.
wild dream bro
