During this school term, I took an acting class, for which we were ask to think of a dream we've had in our lives, write it, and present it. Because of these, I thought it would be an interesting idea to have a some of my dreams published here. So, here we go, this will be my first dream of the series
"The Blue Room"
I had a dream, and in that dream I was inside a very big and dark room. I still remember it'scolors were a very deep blue and black. It was difficult to tell exactly how big or short the room was, everything inside of it seem to be lost with the colors. Walls, furniture, items, most of those things had the very same color pattern. But in the middle of that room, there was a table, a black table with dark blue edges and I remember that I was sitting on a pillow with three more friends, one besides me and two infront of me.
I remember I was holding something in my hands. Cards, that's what I was holding, but those were not poker cards or anything, they looked and felt different, I look closer, for some reason I can see them more clear now, the cards I was holding are fom an RPG game named "Magic the Gathering". Then I saw my friends, they were holdin those cards too. The two people are looking at me, basically telling me that it was my turn, I see the cards on my hands and I see the cards on the table. It was my typical deck, white and green. Then, as I see these cards I remembered everything, we were playing a tag match, me and the friend besides me against the two people infront of us.
My turn, I summon a creature card, monotype white. Turn, my friend is using only red for his deck, plays a mountain and then a creature. Turn, the other two start talking to each other, the one on the right summons an artifact. Turn, the second one uses his lands to summon a blue creature. Turn.
Four more turns went by, without any attacks on either part, however, as I am summoning my next white creature, the card starts to shine, something is happening to it, I don't care, I put the card on the table, and from it, a small creature appears, but that creature does not resamble the drawing of my card, but it's familiar, then I take closer look and realize is a Pokemon, a Pikachu. I watch the rest of the table for a moment, all the creaturs start shinning and creatures start appearing from them and all of them are pokemon! I see my opponent has an Squirtle, a Kingdra, Starmie. The second one only has a Skarmory, so I dicide to attack him. "Pikachu, attack!" But the attack is not directed to the player as I supposed it was going to be, instead, my Pikachu attaks the Squirtle. This pokemon desapears and the card goes to the graveyard. I start to understand how this is working. My creatures are only going to attack the other players creatures, unless I defeat them, I cannot attack his life points. My friend also attacks with his Darmanitan, taking care of the Skarmory.
Turns keep on coming and going, then my partner decides to go the washroom, because we had the upperhand. The battle was near it's end, a few more turns and it would have been our victory. Because the battle stopped, the pokemon disapeard momentarily, I thought they would only appear again once the battle resumes. But, as my friend goes to the washroom, I see how one of the people in front of me stands up, he has something in his hands, it's a bottle, a yellow plastic bottle. Mustard? Yeah! Is mustard! What is he going to do? Oh no... Oh no! he is spilling the mustard on top of our cards! He is smiling! "Who's winning now, huh?" I can't belive what I am looking at! We were winning fair and square, but this guy just goes and ruins it and as I stand to confront him... My alarm clock goes off. And that, was the end of my dream.
