Dream
02-Aug-05
An unsurprising dream last night. I don’t need an interpretation– it’s meaning is pretty obvious.
I was in Portland, at an event of some kind (part marathon, part conference, part gaming con), and my high school buddies were all there, hanging out. It was great. Even Holly was there. There was some weirdness with the hotel rooms, but nothing big; I think I’ve been to that hotel in my dreams before.
I went outside. It was night-time. Across the street, there were two con security people wearing light blue jumpers hanging out over a young child, female, who was lying in the street, unconscious, maybe dead. She was maybe 7 or 8 years old, wearing shorts or a skirt, with dusky skin, perhaps just tanned or dirty the way kids are in the summertime. I looked up and down the street. There were many people around, cars going by on the intersecting streets, even a few ambulances that drove past on the intersecting streets and on the nearby highway, but none stopped. Every few seconds, I would see a vehicle with flashing lights pass by on an intersecting street, but none came. The security people wouldn’t let me touch her, and said they had already called an ambulance. I stood at the feet of the girl so she wouldn’t get run over by any passing cars, even though there were no cars.
After a short time, Holly and a couple of other friends came outside. I told Holly and I think Florence to go one direction and flag down the next ambulance they saw, while I went the other direction to do the same. We would keep in touch via cellphone.
I went around the block/hotel and the landscape changed. It was much lighter here, about early dawn light or twilight, perhaps. I tried to reach the highway, but there was a large wooden deck or pier next to the coastline that I had to traverse. While I was doing so, I talked on the phone with Holly. She told me they had found an ambulance, but the ambulance driver said he wouldn’t/couldn’t stop and help. I realized I would need to be the one to talk to the drivers, but I couldnt’ get back around because the tide was rising, and the water kept breaking against the pier– I was in danger of being swamped or pulled over.
I came back the long way, and stopped at the girl. For the first time, I noticed that she had a bloody wound in her neck and was most likely dead.
When I woke up, I realized she was lying on her side with her legs crossed over each other, almost exactly the position Allegro was in when he died.
We took Allegro to the vet yesterday at 5. He was calm in the car, though a little stressed out. He was alert at the vet’s, watching us but seemed comforted that we were there. We held him and petted him to say goodbye, held him while the tranquilizer turned him into a putty-based cat lifeform. He moaned a few times in his sleep– he always did snore. We put him on the table and stroked him while the vet gave him an injection in his rear leg. His heart stopped less than a minute later, and it was over.