Heather and I were visiting Lake Elizabeth in Fremont, and for a while Jacob and Jordan are with us. We wander into a boathouse and find Opa there, working on a small remote controlled boat. He’s a much younger version of himself, and it’s a surprise to see him there, but he greets us warmly and serenely, and sends us on our way.
We continue our walk, and Jordan and Jacob get distracted and end up falling behind. Around the other side of Lake Elizabeth, there’s a labyrinthine little shopping village, similar to Pier 39, but everything is on a smaller scale…the sidewalks, the doorways. Not too much smaller, but as if it were made for people who were an average of a little under 5 feet tall. Heather and I are wandering around when we hear Jordan, and all of a sudden it becomes a game to run away from him, so we duck down a boarded walk and run, laughing as Jordan chases us. We keep repeating this game, and every time he gets closer and closer to catching up to us. Finally, we escape by crawling through a small wooden tunnel, fifty feet above the ground…a sort of “sky-walk” (except it’s a sky-crawl). Jordan sees us go in, and then as Heather and I get out the other side, we see that to save time, Jordan has climbed on top of the sky-walk tunnel and is running along the ridge of the roof of it to catch us.
All of a sudden, from our side, John Cleese, and Roger Merrill (who is wearing a fake moustache) climb up onto the ridge of the roof and begin chasing Jordan. It was hysterically funny in my dream, and Jordan, Heather and I were dying of laughter. Jordan was finally “captured” and he joined us, and we spent the rest of the dream telling the story. (Somehow the fact that we met John Cleese never really was extraordinary.)
When we caught up with Jacob, we discovered that he had run into Derren Brown, and the two were discussing his next big “trick” thing. (Jacob and I have been on a youtube binge of this fellow lately, and both of us keep having dreams about him. He's probably making us do that on purpose, the bugger. He's a fascinating person.) Anyway, the only part I remember is that it involved convincing strangers that he was a tennis coach, and that his trainee was a champion who couldn’t find a court to play on. We had to knock on people’s doors and convince them to let us play on their tennis courts, just to practice, even if they didn’t have a tennis court.
In the process of knocking on these doors and finding someone to let us do so, we ended up in an Easter dress shop with a ton of people…I remember the following people were there: Dave Grohl, Tyler Beus, Amanda Horrocks, Omar Hansen, Melissa Whittaker, Jenny’s sister Kelly and her daughter, and a recently returned missionary from our ward whose name I don’t even know. Then the dream took this dark turn, and I don’t remember the details…all I remember is that all of these people in this house were actually trapped there.
It was an elaborate building…it had a gym and a warehouse and several different shops. Everyone in the building had slowly been brainwashed, and as the dream continued, I slowly realized how close they were to destruction. As the dream went on, we would see little clues of how far gone these people were, and slowly the clues became more and more dreadful. At first, we would find a few dirty books around, and find food left out for days, or realize that someone hadn’t changed their clothes in days. But as time went on, I realized that children there were starving, and I would walk into rooms to find secret orgies going on, and no one could remember anyone else’s name. I finally found Jacob left on a table downstairs, dying of starvation. The people around him kept saying “The master said soap and water, soap and water only,” and they were squeezing a sponge of soapy water over his face, waiting for him to revive.
I pushed them out of the way and tried to feed him some cereal that I had found, but he was unconscious. In the room down the hall, I could hear a meeting of some kind going on, and I finally stomped over and opened the door. I didn’t stop walking but interrupted what was going on and said “I move that anyone in the vicinity with medical training of any kind be called upon to save the lives of Omar Hansen and Jacob Chapman!”
The room was silent, and finally someone said “Who seconds the motion?” And slowly, hands went up as more and more people sort of “woke up” and realized what they needed to do.
I’m not sure exactly what happened next, but it seemed like suddenly everything was different, and suddenly Derren Brown was there, smiling at me and helping us put everything to rights.
(There was also a bit with Hyrum Conrad being dressed as a tourist--Hawai'ian print shirt, etc--and having a huge emotional breakdown, but I don't remember the details.)
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