This Dream started out very eerie, dark and creepy but in the end it turned out alright. It was more of a thriller than a horror, in movie genre terms. This time, we have both my parents. I don't usually Dream with BOTH my parents at the same time so I was kind of happy to.
We start out in what looks like an office building. Imagine the offices where there's nothing in the horizon but endless cubicles. And those cubicles are made of those hard, artificial wall materials that I call white cardboard. You can basically picture the environment. The three of us were walking through the maze of cardboard and there didn't seem to be an exit. The walls were taller than my dad, just a few feet away from the ceiling, so we couldn't see what went on the other side. It was getting darker the more we tread into the maze.
When it got darker, the walls changed from clean, pure white to a muddy, sepia sort of brown. Graffitti of unreadable words and symbols started appearing on the walls. My mom huddled closer to my dad while I watched their back from behind. My danger senses were tingling...
The further we went into the maze, the hair on my arms and legs began to prickle and stand on edge. I was sensing danger in the most peculiar way. I started to growl and meow aggressively. I felt my muscles stretch and accumulate. Before I knew it, I had become Were-Cat once more. When I felt big and strong, I went ahead of my parents to sniff the way. I jumped and perched myself ontop of a cardboard wall with ease to find out exactly how far we were from the main walls of the office, which I assumed we were still trapped inside. My parents were not afraid of my Were-Cat form, as if it was something normal in our family.
In the maze, I remember fighting animals like mutant rats and bats that came out from the shadows to attack us. I remember chasing after the rats on all four of my limbs. I was like a guard dog, staying close to my dad's legs, heeling my parents all the way to the exit. When we got out of there, I must've collapsed. The next thing I remembered was being in a hospital bed recuperating from the fights I had. My mom was sitting next to me when I woke up and she spoke like she blamed herself for getting me in such an awful situation. I felt around my neck the necklace she gave me (in real life) and I smiled at her. I said, “It's because of you, that I am happy to be this way. It's because you are my mother, I would do anything to protect you.”
This is not the first time I went Were-Cat and in front of my parents either. I wonder if my Were-Cat is my self-defense mechanism as well as my defensive self when it comes to matters of family. I quite like this Dream because of how I put my feelings for my mother so poetically. Anyway, I like being Were-Cat because its almost as awesome as being a Werewolf. You get more strength, speed, agility, heightened senses of the animal counterpart and so on. I think I'd rather be a Were-Cat than a Vampire, cus I won't have to worry about sunlight. Which would you rather be?
