| This dream was
very dark all throughout and took place in a
swamp. Piranhas lurked wherever there was a small
pool of water. At the beginning, I had laid out a
bunch of special traps covered in blades... if
anything swam close to it, the trap shot out and
skewered it. In this dream, piranhas were
solitary creatures and only attacked one at a
time. I was with someone else this whole time,
but didn't really know them... it felt as though
we were friends, but didn't really trust each
other. We were trying to find or catch something
in particular... but what that exactly was is
fading from memory.
Toward the end, the piranhas turned into a
single piranha threat, which could pull itself
around on land. It was dangerous to leave our
little island shack. I remember trying to
retrieve something from the water with a pole...
the piranha trying to attack me. The traps, which
had sat out of the water, were suddenly in the
water... I knew this wouldn't work and suddenly
the piranha attacks became more vicious.
Somewhere in there, Pinky and the Brain were
trying to escape the island. They had somehow
catapulted themselves over the water [which was
only about three or four feet across] to the next
bit of land out in the marsh. The Brain was
terrified of the piranhas and had gripped onto
Pinky's back as they fled.
I was on the other island and running from the
piranha, which was behind me... I think it could
throw or spit projectiles.... I found Pinky and
the Brain both hiding on an old board in the tall
grass. They tried to run away until I said,
"It's me!"
I picked them up and turned around. The
piranha shot me with something through my right
leg, just above the knee... it was like a dart
and completely impaled my leg. I ran back to the
shack and barred the door. The person I was with
was watching TV and I explained what had happened
before sitting down. The view zoomed suddenly to
the door, which was actually just three boards
crudely nailed and roped together. There was a
large gap between the wall and the first board
and, just outside, the piranha pulled itself up
and tried to squeeze through the crack... looking
more like a nasty fish-doll hybrid. The fact that
they could slightly take on the shape or
attributes of other things seems familiar... in
other words, they could grow legs or fins
according to their need.... I also remember one
had sticky hands like a frog as it tried to climb
up and get Pinky and the Brain before I had
arrived... I think I had knocked it off the
board... but I'm not sure anymore.
The end.
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