Work Clones

  

Work Clones

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears: I am not at home now.

I can tell I'm in a massive office building.

Oddly enough, I recollect nothing. I shrug.

I’m wearing a suit. I work in a small cubicle.

My coworkers seem to be extremely busy.

I follow suit, typing away at my computer.

A colleague reminds me it's break time.

So unwillingly, I decide to have a rest.

Walking to the canteen, I see an odd door.

I enter the room. I see humans in large vats.

Clones surround me. I feel uneasy right.

I race down the halls to avoid the clones.

I enter the elevator and exit the dreamscape.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Free Coffee

  

Free Coffee

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I am in a café.

I am not sure why I am here, though.

I am not alone. I see some old friends.

My friends tell me that this is a catch-up.

I'm experiencing a strong sense of déjà vu.

A member of the staff requests our orders.

My friends remind me I’ve a special card.

I show my card, and I get a free coffee.

The coffee is the greatest I’ve ever tried.

Heck, it impresses my pals as well.

Also, I soon tumble out of the dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Vampire Frenzy

  

Vampire Frenzy

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I'm inside a Gothic castle.

As always, I have no recollection of coming here.

I roam around in vain, hoping to find the exit.

No such luck. The castle resembles a huge maze.

Suddenly, I see a woman in a black dress.

She claims she kidnapped me to be her slave.

I realize this woman is indeed a crazed vampire.

I run through the ancient castle, looking for help.

There is no one around who can save me right now.

So, I jump out the window, exiting the dreamscape.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Spider Shoes

  

Spider Shoes

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I’m in my house.

It’s not uncommon for me to be in here.

Oddly, I can’t find my normal shoes.

So, I leave my room to find the shoes.

Thus, I locate my shoes in the living room.

Spiders quickly emerge from the shoes.

Naturally, I panic out about this issue.

A spider woman also arrives in the room.

She warns me not to kill any of the kids.

I oblige and leave her children alone.

The spider woman allows me to live, too.

I exit the main door and leave the dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Wedding Preparation

  

Wedding Preparation

By Craig Wilson

The smoke has cleared, and I'm in a hotel.

As always, I don't remember arriving here.

Some women approached me at random.

They claim I'm here to help the bride.

Oddly, I'm not sure what they signify.

They recognise me as a new volunteer.

As a result, I am assigned to a rear room.

The staff wants me to steam the garments.

So, I do my work without arguing back.

Naturally, I steamed some new uniforms.

The bride also accidentally wanders in.

Surprisingly, the bride resembles an elf.

She drags me out of the steaming room.

However, I wind up leaving the dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Christmas Closet Clean

  

Christmas Closet Clean

By Craig Wilson

After the smoke clears, I find myself at work.

Oddly, I don’t remember coming to work today.

A random woman quickly approaches me.

The woman tells me I need to tidy a closet.

I don't recall needing to do this before.

So, I go to see the aforementioned closet.

Yet, the closet has Christmas decorations.

I roll up my sleeves and soon get to work.

I put the ornaments back where they belong.

This helps me get into the holiday spirit.

I somehow finish doing my job soon.

When I exit the closet, I leave the dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.

Second Childhood

  

Second Childhood

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I’m not at home.

I notice I’m in a brand-new play centre.

Some employees tell me I’m the new hire.

I shrug. I go to the ball pit and clean it.

When I exit the ball pit, I become a child.

In fact, I'm back to my eight-year-old self.

I use this opportunity to have some fun.

Playing in this centre makes me happy.

Heck, I've made some new pals here too.

I never want to leave this wonderful centre.

The alarm goes off, and I leave my dream.

The End

The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.