the jail dream

it begins while im being wrongfully incarcerated.  i never learn the reason exactly but somehow my ex-wife was able to get me thrown in jail.

as part of the check in process i had to see a woman that would assign me a job and responsibilities for while i was to be kept in prison.  she was, surprisingly, the exact image of queen latifah, and very cruel.  while she was deciding what to do with me, she had me beaten and dragged through some foul smelling dirt.  after that she had some guards stand me up and then she dismissed them.  when we were alone she turned into barbara.  i was suddenly very glad to see her.  barbara was then very kind to me.  we kissed and embraced.  then she swore out loud and assigned me a job working in the womans tea shop (apparently this jail has a tea shop for women lol)

soon after barbara shape shifted back into queen latifah, then called some guards over to drag me to my cell.  it was a typical solitary confinement type room, like something you might see in movies.  no place to sit and no light.  the door looked more like it belonged to a bank vault.

i was not in there long before someone opened the door.  it turned about to be a long time friend of mine.  (it wasnt anyone i knew in real life and his name wasnt familiar but i felt like we had been life long friends)  anyway he hands me a weird looking pair of goggles with a built in snorkel and says "c'mon i need your help".  i went with him harboring only a dull curiosity. 

so we sneak out of the main compound and somehow find ourselves in a deserted area with a bunch of old warehouse looking buildings.  we broke into one of these and went down into a lower level.  it was completely underwater.  in the middle of the room there was a large safe.  my friend somehow got it open and we saw that in the bottom of the safe were a bunch of old books with bright colored bindings.  strangely they seemed to be perfectly preserved in the water.  we searched through them for a while until he found the one he was looking for. 

at this point i remember being slightly concerned at the fact that i had been underwater for more than a half hour and was able to breathe somewhat easily through my nose which was covered by the weird goggles.  i knew the snorkel was also underwater but i decided to dismiss the impossibility and think about it later. 

the book that he found seemed to contain a sleeve holding a number cd's as well as many pages of writing.  he took it out and closed the safe and we swam to the surface.  he was very excited to finally find out what information the book contained.  we stashed our gear in a barrel and went back to the compound.  

we made our way into a large open room and changed into dry clothes.  my friend began to look through the book again while i dried my hair on a white lab coat.  a minute later the door opened at the opposite end of the room and two men entered.  my friend didnt even look up from his book.  he was facing away from them and couldnt be bothered.  i was concerned.  they appeared to be doctors of some kind.  i got a good look at one of their faces and it was clearly a very young and determined looking harrison ford.  the other guy lead him over to a drawer and pulled out a folder full of documents and an interesting looking gun.  he set them on a counter and then walked out of the room.  (the gun i recognized easily as the gun from the movie blade runner.)  harrison ford picked up the gun and looked as though he was seeing an old friend.  he put the gun in his pocket and walked out of the room with a smirk.

we left the room a few minutes later and sat down on the floor in the hallway right in front of my jail cell.  he was leafing through the pages of the book still.  i noticed some old looking diagrams and text but didnt make sense of anything.  as he read it he started to become more and more nervous.  soon i started to be very worried about a girl i really cared for and i knew she was somewhere nearby.  i told my friend that i was concerned about her.  he looked up and said "well she is still unconscious but she'll alright."  he was pointing to something behind me.  i looked over my shoulder and was shocked to see a girl with long blond hair hanging upside down, tied from shoulders to feet with what looked like a fire hose.  it seemed as though she were the victim of some cruel joke.  i was sick with anger.  

my friend was able to calm me down.  i was helplessly laying on the ground while he continued to pour over the book we found.  he soon became distracted and agitated.  i asked him what it was, after a moment he seemed to decide something.  he gave me the book and told me to put it back where we found it, ...and escape.

as i was about to get up, another guard come walking around the corner.  when he passed by i saw on his face a look of deviousness, but it was gone in a flash.  i then knew that he heard our conversation.  i stood up and gave one last look at the upside down woman who was obviously very important to me.  when the guard was out of sight.. i ran.