Wild imaginations

Dreams.. I've been getting all sorts of weird dreams lately. In one, I was lying on my bed when my brother came up to me and told me that one of my friends was dead. And it was kinda real. But not as real as the two dreams I just had.

I dreamt that I was given my Christmas present, and before I opened it I guessed that it was an active camo ODST. And it was. The tearing of the wrapper and all was so real. Then I had another dream, this one more scary. I was with my sec school mates, and we were on the third or fourth floor of Agus's house (dunno why him, not that I really knew him well), and a group of us went scaling outside his house, hands and feet gripping the protruding ledges. As we made our way to the left, Agus pulled down a long black pole. Since we were at the position of the fulcrum, the pole went downwards, and we all slid down it to the first floor. No harnesses.

Then we made our way to this snowy desolate place, where I spot a Black hawk helicopter. As it came closer, I realised that it wasn't any ordinary Black hawk. This one was bigger, bulkier, and was flying from side to side. It seemed to be in trouble. Then like any nightmare, it took a turn and headed towards our direction, and crashed in the center of the group, killing almost all but me. Searching for my friends underneath the snow and rubble, I saw them as stuffed toys, but at that time, it made sense. Every single stuff toy which died had squashed eyes dripping blood, since that was their most vulnerable part. The helicopter which crashed then opened up at the top, and a real black Hawk emerged from it. Then I went back to school to tell the sad news, and from there it gets all fuzzy. Apparently some giant monster ice truck, imagine CARS the movie style comes and saves the day, bringing back all the bodies. I'm not sure if they were alive or dead..