Images
[None]


Clarification
AR: An artitst friend I met my sophomore year of high school... she was a junior. I wound up at the same college my sophomore year and we roomed together for a semester.

Dr. McCoy: "Bones," as he was called, was the ship's doctor on the original Star Trek series. He was famous for the line, "He's dead, Jim." ...and the many variations thereof.

Trails
10-26-2003
I was in a thick forest with two other people... trying to get away from another group. We were climbing down a steep cliff trail, and I was in the lead. I noticed that the trail suddenly ended and dropped off... it was a good, long drop to the forest ground below. I dug my feet into the soft ground and leaned against the mountain wall. I called out to the guy just up the path from me, "It ends here. Don't come down anymore. We have to go back."

I was terrified of him bumping me off the path and over the cliff. He kept walking, steping right to the cliff ledge before deciding that it would be better to turn around and try another way. No kidding.

We crawled back up the path and made it back over the ledge. The main path on the mountain was to one side, but we decided to rest for a moment... tired from all the exercise. Out of the trees, came another three guys... these were the men we were trying to get away from. The leader grabbed me and, instead of just kicking me over the ledge, pushed me down a different steep trail... which ran parallel to the main path... divided by a few trees and undergrowth.

The path wasn't any more steep than the one we had just climbed up from, but I somehow knew it would kill us... it may have led to another ledge drop off. I stretched my leg out, as I tumbled, and wrapped it around a tree. It hurt like hell, but I stopped. Just as I did, I saw the second guy in our group come tumbling down toward me. With my legs still wrapped around the tree, I reached out and grabbed him. Again, ouch... but I caught him.

The dream jumped and, instead of three people in our group, there were only two... and, the guy I had just saved, had suddenly turned into AR. We lay as still as we could, as the other group walked past us on the trail proper. One of the guys, who started looking a lot like Dr. McCoy, noticed we weren't dead. AR kept squirming and wanting to whisper to me. I put my hand over her mouth to shut her up, but she still wanted to talk. She was going to really get us killed and I pushed harder with my hand. I kept thinking shut up shut up shut up shut up... over and over. I couldn't understand why she was oblivious to what was going on... we were in danger!

With all the squirming, it wouldn't be too difficult to tell we weren't dead but, as this was just a dream, the leader looked over at us and then asked the McCoy look-a-like if we were dead. He replied,"Yeah. They're dead. Let's go."

I was shocked. He had purposely lied, and I caught his eye questioningly.

The dream jumped and I found myself in a house... but, I can't remember anything else after that. Damnit.

End.