ugh. I've been reading so much about flying saucers and abduction cases, that I had a nightmare about them. woke me up way to early on a Saturday morning.
Looking up in the sky, they came through the clouds in their weird space ships. I sketched this after I got up as close as I can recall in my dream.
I happened to be at a nursing home, of all places, and that's when the invaders made their cruel attack. They came in droves, but only a few skulked through the doors. This is the best I could do in sketching the building I was in. I have no idea what it is, or where it is, except it may have been reminiscent of Waverly Hills, a place I have been to several times. They each had ray guns, and I think the dream may have been somewhat influenced by Signs. In any event, this is the best i could recall what they looked like in my sketch.
The oddest thing is that somehow I knew they did not know what a knife was (another element from Signs?) and so they had no idea what i was doing when I took a knife and cut three of their throats. Their blood as red, but unlike ours it was a blacker red, and more syrupy. But it was a gory mess, in any event. But they did not have time to shoot their weird ray guns. The awfulness woke me up, though, with a huge adrenaline rush. No way to get back to sleep.
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