Some being, like a killer or Satan, or something/someone, threatened to kill me (or to do something very bad to me) if I did not provide him/it with some kind of information or solve some kind of riddle for him (with the duration restriction of a day, I believe). However, I could not look it up (and I think that implied looking it up on the Internet). So I went and snuck inside a library with a nameless friend during the night (I really have no idea who that friend was), and we found a book with what we were looking for. For some reason we did not get the book at that time, but we returned next morning, when I talked to the lady librarian, and begged her for help. She misunderstood me and thought I was asking for money, and was already saying no, when I told her that I just wanted permission to borrow one or two books from the library. After hearing that, she agreed, and we proceeded to get the books.
As I got the book and walked with the librarian, she began talking to me a lot. You know, like the old ladies that like to talk a lot to anyone they encounter. She was very nice and sweet, and I remember then reading some comments about her somewhere (the internet, maybe?) saying that that particular librarian was "very sweet!", and "a strawberry companion!", referring to her very sweet personality. She started talking something about the next day, saying that the next day - March 21st (or 23rd?), 2010, aliens would come to Earth and break, or bend, her kneecaps. I remember her saying "oh yes, that'll be great!". I thought "weird", but was quite skeptical about the aliens coming to Earth and bending the lady's kneecaps. I imagined her kneecaps bending in the opposite angle, like cricket legs' do, and I wondered whether the aliens would do that with all people's kneecaps. I remember there was some kind of criteria that determined whether a person would get his or her kneecaps broken/bent, but I can't remember what it was. I just remember I did not meet these criteria, and I was happy.
That night, the aliens indeed came, and I was on the aisle right next to the librarian when I heard her scream, having her kneecaps just broken/bent by the alien, and then hearing her moan happily, and laugh in alleviating pain. I then followed the aliens, trying to find out more about them, and was able to hail them and tell them to stop before they went back into their ship and flew away. I started talking to one of the aliens, who looked pretty much like a pretty middle-aged woman, with blond hair and fair skin. We sat next to a stone wall, midway up a cliff, and talked about our cultures and what each of them knew how to do.
She drew something on the stone wall when explaining one of these things - something like a flow chart, and some of the text inside the rectangles she drew, I saw, changed by themselves from one state to the other, as if they were GIFs with 2 alternating static images. I wondered how she had done that, and she explained that she simply had drawn one of the images, and then magically made "this dot join up with this one, and this other one disappear" every time. She explained it very naturally, very simply, as if her drawing was something intrinsic in her nature, hardly requiring any mention at all. I wondered, and asked her more about it, and when she seemed slightly confused by why did that wonder me so much, I explained how did we people rendered images. "If we want to draw something, we think 'ok, here is this point. Which color should it be? It can be brown, orange, green, or red, let's say it's brown.' So now this point, we can also put another color in it... but only one. And then we do that for all points in the painting, and we get our image". I explained it almost apologetically, ashamed at explaining such a static, primitive concept of painting to someone who most certainly knew a much better, and simpler, manner of doing it. She listened to my explanation, and when she was done, she said "Well, that's not very mathematical..."... "Right!", I said, and tried to ask her how had she painted magically as she had, but for some reason I either didn't ask or she didn't answer, and then we joined some other people to go show the aliens the topmost of our technology...
So we went out into the street, for we knew that there was a big shuttle launch going on. We stood at a street intersection, and soon, sure enough, shuttles began launching all around us. Gray spaceships, of various shapes and sizes, dotted with blue and red lights, began rising up in the sky all around us. Rockets, huge starships, medium-sized freighters - they all rose up in the sky one after the other. It was a very futuristic view. I liked it.
Then, as we were either returning to our cliff or to their ship or somewhere, for some reason, I went into a side-door in the street, and entered into the second story of a room over a basement with dozens other people who looked very glum, filthily clothed, and plainly miserable. For some reason I did not go out immediately, but stayed, and tried to figure out what was going on. I figured out that all these people were trapped, being held captive by some other people. The guard saw me as a "new guy", and went ahead and trapped me too, registered me, and put me in with the other prisoners. I then found that the prisoners were being taken, one by one, and having one or another part of their body amputated. Mostly probably limbs. Then they released them into the streets, where they made a living through either begging or something else, I don't know. I think it was a very long time since they were captured until they were amputated and released.
I, of course, wanted to escape, so in some manner or another, I made it outside of the inner prison door, and found myself in a maze of hallways and offices of the company that ran this strange prison. As I ducked and hid behind desks and walls, I felt like the guy from District 9 running away from the lab he was being kept in, or like the girl trying to escape in Portal. And then, as I wondered how had the alien "magically" draw on that stone wall? Could I do that too? How? And then something woke me up...
And I clumsily stood up over my bed, kept my balance by leaning against the wall, still in a haze from having just woken up. I staggered to the laundry room, and when I opened the door to it, I saw my landlady getting her clothes out of the washer, and now watching me shirtless in my sweatpants. It was excellent timing, because she needed to use the dryer, inside which I had left my wet clothes all night.
(Notice how that initial being/Satan did not kill me after all...)
*UPDATE 2010/03/18 9:50AM - I think that initial being was a dragon!!! (From Ring Pass Not?)*
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