I got up today and was walking around the house and a weird sensation filled my mind as if something big was about to happen. All of a sudden before i even had time to think about my thoughts a siren could be heard. Much like a war siren, it grew louder, until it belled my very ears. Could it be a war, maybe. I didn’t think twice about it and ran out of the house and to my astonishment i was welcomed by a hatred of water. The land was being drowned by the very oceans that hold us.
Maybe it was time for the ocean to claim it’s vengeance for the horrors that have been done to it. I ran back into my house and alerted everyone in it. I then ran back out and through as many windows and doors i shouted to people, alerting them of this threat. The water swept in faster than the release of a yawn. All the civilians gathered at a giant hotel, large, ivory, gold trimmed, most possibly of royal stature. At this point an officer stepped up and spoke telling us that this hotel goes up really high and will protect us from the water. He also mentioned that the world population has been reduced to a mere few thousand. After i and many others could even begin to take this all in, the officer continued to speak but this time telling us that the rich must take the upper floors and the poor must take the lower floors, knowing that we, being the poor ones, would surely drown. Nevertheless we entered the hotel.
It didn’t take long for the first few floors to become flooded and we began running to the upper floors for safety. We were again confronted by the officer who repeated that we were not allowed up here, knowing we were on the verge of death, either by drowning or hyperthermia. I ran past the guard and shouted out to all the people that we were the same and that we will go wherever safe. As i ran through the chandelier lit corridors i saw that each room was filled up by one rich individual which to me seemed rather arrogant. After the rest of us managed to break past the security we each grabbed a room whether inhabited by a rich person or not. And yes the much richer people would look and shout in disgust as our wet clothes soaked the soft creamy furry floors. Did i care…no, my life and the lives of many others hung on thin water. The water rose and the building became weaker. Every so often i would hear quakes as the building began to crumble and break apart in the lower regions.
As the building began to collapse the water levels began to drop. Oddly i decided to lead everyone outside where to my surprise the water began to seep away as if the bath plug had been pulled out. However bizarre, i still went closer towards a gigantic puddle placed harmlessly in the middle of what could only be described as a vast plain of mud and dirt. Everything had been swept away. At this point the richer people had exited the now ruined hotel. They saw that all had ended and began policing their efforts to take control again. I couldn’t let them do this, so i jumped up and shouted to everyone telling them that the world doesn’t just belong to the rich, that just because you have money, does not mean that you own everything. The security guard tried to arrest me or maybe worse as he became rather aggressive. In that immediate moment i pushed the officer so hard that he fell about 4 to 5 metres down off a paved ledge straight into a muddy pit. He wasn’t injured but it sent an infective laughter amongst the people. Once again i told everyone that the world belongs to all of us and that if we work together to rebuild it, we could get further in life than anyone could imagine. It took a few seconds of silence until the people began to accept and cheer towards the notion i had brought across. Together we began to clean the area up and begin from the start.
And then i woke up for real.
Thanks for reading and i hope you enjoyed another weird dream from the weird one.