Blue2swing
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Here’s another dream from Oct 2021 that I shared on my Facebook page. I’m just trying to see if other people have dreams like mine, thanks.
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I’m a crew member of a space military group. We are not all human. I do not know the exact date, but it must be centuries in the future. We are assigned to take back a star freighter that’s carrying an alien with the power of mind control. The alien was suppose to be a prisoner but it has overtaken the crew with its mind control.
We are a small team of five. We make radio contact and are allowed to board the ship. Everything seems normal but we know it’s not. One of our team members is able to see who is under mind control with his vision. But he’s not able to see who’s causing it. We use him to identify the possible threats and hopefully locate the alien in the beginning.
We think we have the upper hand but he’s one of the first we loss to the mind control. We quickly loss 2 more members in the same bay of the ship. The alien must be located in that area. We come across a large machine. If you look at the front of it, it controls you. I cover my eyes and make my way to the side of it. I’m looking for buttons, anything to turn it off. It knows I’m there. I have to act quick. I find a button… the machine looks like a big bulls head starting up into the sky with no horns or ears. The button is located just behind the eye. I press it….. the machine stays on but everyone comes out of the mind control state. I start to comfort my crew and begin to explain what happened. The machine turns back on…. I run over and quickly push the button again. The machine goes back too sleep.
We don’t know how to Turn it off, only how to keep it asleep. We take turns looking after the machine and pressing the button every time it wakes up. The plan it to fly the freighter to our base where we can offload the alien robot and imprison it properly.
We are all in the common area as we begin the long trip back. We are relaxed telling stories. There’s a large living version on the robot head mounted on the wall. It’s the size an average sedan. I don’t remember it being there before. Has it always been there? People behave like it’s normal. I follow suit and don’t worry about it. It tries to talk to us, but we agree to ignore it.
I’m sitting in a seat looking at a screen. One of my crew members (a college friend in real life) sits across from me doing the same. Another crew member (a female college friend) sits at a table near us. The 4th crew member is her boyfriend. The fifth crew member is our alien friend that resembles one of the alien characters from the video game Halo (the one with the light sword).
All seems normal. Then our alien crew member begins to talk to the giant alien head. He’s angry. He’s complaining about me. I try to convince him to stop talking to it, but he angrily says he knows what he’s doing. Somethings not right. The crew member across from me gets frustrated and leaves. Things are getting worse. The team is usually very professional at all times and show little emotion. Everyone’s beginning to behave out of character.
I need to check on the alien robot. He must be the cause of this. Did we loose control of him again?
I get up to make my way to the bay that’s holding him. I’m stopped by my team member. He’s angry and wants a response to his claim. I know it’s not him. I tell him I have to go, but he refuses to let me leave. I look down a corridor. At the end my teammate (college friend) is sleeping with our female teammate that’s dating the 4th member of our group. This is not normal, something is definitely wrong. I call attention to what’s happening down the corridor. As people look over I sneak out of the room. They hear me as the door shuts. I hear my name being called. The door opens behind me and I begin to run! They chase me, each of them angry at me for a different reason. Even the pair having sex have stopped to chase after me. There’s too many doors…. I can’t shake them. I begin to panic……
I wake up. I’m in a different ship. My crew is there. They ask me if I know what happened. I tell them I do. I understand that there’s an alien life form on the ship with the power of mind control and we are trying to stop it. They say “Yes”, except the alien isn’t a robotic bull head, instead it’s a small black cube. They tell me I touched the cube when it arrived and fell into a trance that I’m just now waking up from. They still don’t know what the cube is or what it can do.
I tell them about the bull head alien, and that I’m trying to stop it! They tell me I’m wrong. The bull head is the leader of our team. He is a on our side and a close personal friend of mine. I don’t remember knowing the bull. Is this true? What happened to my memories? Why do I still feel like the bull head is my enemy? Is this all from the cube I wonder? Where the events that happened faked to make me believe that my friend was my enemy? This must be how the cube defends itself, by turning its predators against each other. Even now, it still feels so real. I make up my mind…. I don’t trust or know the bull head. The crew is right to be worried about me. I’ve been compromised.
I wake up in real life.
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I’m a crew member of a space military group. We are not all human. I do not know the exact date, but it must be centuries in the future. We are assigned to take back a star freighter that’s carrying an alien with the power of mind control. The alien was suppose to be a prisoner but it has overtaken the crew with its mind control.
We are a small team of five. We make radio contact and are allowed to board the ship. Everything seems normal but we know it’s not. One of our team members is able to see who is under mind control with his vision. But he’s not able to see who’s causing it. We use him to identify the possible threats and hopefully locate the alien in the beginning.
We think we have the upper hand but he’s one of the first we loss to the mind control. We quickly loss 2 more members in the same bay of the ship. The alien must be located in that area. We come across a large machine. If you look at the front of it, it controls you. I cover my eyes and make my way to the side of it. I’m looking for buttons, anything to turn it off. It knows I’m there. I have to act quick. I find a button… the machine looks like a big bulls head starting up into the sky with no horns or ears. The button is located just behind the eye. I press it….. the machine stays on but everyone comes out of the mind control state. I start to comfort my crew and begin to explain what happened. The machine turns back on…. I run over and quickly push the button again. The machine goes back too sleep.
We don’t know how to Turn it off, only how to keep it asleep. We take turns looking after the machine and pressing the button every time it wakes up. The plan it to fly the freighter to our base where we can offload the alien robot and imprison it properly.
We are all in the common area as we begin the long trip back. We are relaxed telling stories. There’s a large living version on the robot head mounted on the wall. It’s the size an average sedan. I don’t remember it being there before. Has it always been there? People behave like it’s normal. I follow suit and don’t worry about it. It tries to talk to us, but we agree to ignore it.
I’m sitting in a seat looking at a screen. One of my crew members (a college friend in real life) sits across from me doing the same. Another crew member (a female college friend) sits at a table near us. The 4th crew member is her boyfriend. The fifth crew member is our alien friend that resembles one of the alien characters from the video game Halo (the one with the light sword).
All seems normal. Then our alien crew member begins to talk to the giant alien head. He’s angry. He’s complaining about me. I try to convince him to stop talking to it, but he angrily says he knows what he’s doing. Somethings not right. The crew member across from me gets frustrated and leaves. Things are getting worse. The team is usually very professional at all times and show little emotion. Everyone’s beginning to behave out of character.
I need to check on the alien robot. He must be the cause of this. Did we loose control of him again?
I get up to make my way to the bay that’s holding him. I’m stopped by my team member. He’s angry and wants a response to his claim. I know it’s not him. I tell him I have to go, but he refuses to let me leave. I look down a corridor. At the end my teammate (college friend) is sleeping with our female teammate that’s dating the 4th member of our group. This is not normal, something is definitely wrong. I call attention to what’s happening down the corridor. As people look over I sneak out of the room. They hear me as the door shuts. I hear my name being called. The door opens behind me and I begin to run! They chase me, each of them angry at me for a different reason. Even the pair having sex have stopped to chase after me. There’s too many doors…. I can’t shake them. I begin to panic……
I wake up. I’m in a different ship. My crew is there. They ask me if I know what happened. I tell them I do. I understand that there’s an alien life form on the ship with the power of mind control and we are trying to stop it. They say “Yes”, except the alien isn’t a robotic bull head, instead it’s a small black cube. They tell me I touched the cube when it arrived and fell into a trance that I’m just now waking up from. They still don’t know what the cube is or what it can do.
I tell them about the bull head alien, and that I’m trying to stop it! They tell me I’m wrong. The bull head is the leader of our team. He is a on our side and a close personal friend of mine. I don’t remember knowing the bull. Is this true? What happened to my memories? Why do I still feel like the bull head is my enemy? Is this all from the cube I wonder? Where the events that happened faked to make me believe that my friend was my enemy? This must be how the cube defends itself, by turning its predators against each other. Even now, it still feels so real. I make up my mind…. I don’t trust or know the bull head. The crew is right to be worried about me. I’ve been compromised.
I wake up in real life.