I should have typed this out as soon as I woke up but I have other priorities which I am trying to adhere to with better consistency so this took the back seat this morning. Some of it kind of came back to me a moment ago so I thought I'd write it out since I think it's kind of amusing.
The whole dream took place outdoors, mostly in a generic forest sort of setting then at a lake surrounded by hills. The basic premise of the dream was that I was trying to escape from THE grim reaper... who was grim... and had a very strange way of reaping. He sort of had a personality. He would talk to me as well as somebody he was sort of working with(I have no recollection of any details about that person) as he was coming to get me in his strange getting fashion. I say strange because it was unclear how, or even what, he was actually going to do to me. Was he going to kill me? Was he going to just grab me and take me somewhere... wherever he delivers the dead or something? Was I actually going to die at all? It never seemed clear to me.
So I forgot to mention that I am the Hulk in this dream - that's a new one for me. I don't remember specifically being green or angry but I just know that I am the Hulk. I'm really big and tough. As I am running away from Death guy I come to the edge of the lake. There is someone there important to me. Like I either need to do my heroic responsibility and save him/her(unknown... I kind of think it was a fat guy I've never met before) or at least bring the person along as if they were particularly useful to me for some other reason.
So I tuck the person under one of my huge arms(I think I must be like 10ft tall or so) and jump over the water to get away from Death guy's new special attack he decided to use against me. It's this tiny little projectile that he seems to control through the air with his mind. I am afraid of it because I think it will kill me if it touches me - I guess that's what I thought that the attack was supposed to do.
It follows me as I am jumping away(Hulk jumps are really far... although mine aren't quite like the ones in the first Hulk movie with Erik Bana and Jennifer Connelly) the little projectile hits me in the right side sort of behind my ribs like a weird little kidney punch. It just pushes into me but doesn't seem to really be doing anything other than the discomfort of something pushing into you there... which is not bad, but definitely uncomfortable anyway. I also notice what the little object is as I am trying to grab and pull it off - It's a tiny, little, squishy human heart! Weird! Compared to my huge Hulk size it feels about as big as a small pear. I grab it with my hand and try to crush it but it's too squishy and really hard to move around since it still seems to be in Death guys mental control. So I just hold it for a little while and continue trying to jump away to safety.
That's all I really remember of the dream. Oh, there is somewhere in the dream a half-submerged Volkswagen Microbus... It was sort of a light blue/sky blue color with a white roof. I think I used it as a jumping off point in the middle of the lake but I don't really remember.
Anyway... I thought this dream was entertaining to reflect on. I hope it doesn't make me seem insane now. Ha.
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