Every once in a while, I have awesome cinematic dreams, with solid plots, characters, and dialogue. Last night I had one of those, and figured I'd share it with you guys.
I awoke in a huge, hotel-like facility I had never seen before. Everything looked rather high-tech, but familiar enough, almost like a Holiday Inn, or a really nice, futuristic dorm building. I was being kept there with a bunch of other people, under the constant watch of a series of guards and technicians. The facility was extremely high-tech, and designed to keep people entertained and happy, with pool tables, cafes, indoor atriums, and all sorts of things, like a gigantic indoor resort. While hanging out with some of the other residents of the facility, I noticed the guy who lived next door to my room looked exactly like one of the technicians working at the facility. I asked him if they were twins, and he explained that they were essentially the same people: that he was the technician's "Prime".
Everyone held at the facility, including me, were apparently Primes, brought from the Earth we know to this place, on an Alternate Universe Earth, and had Alternate Universe selves living here too. Every time anyone makes a choice, or a situation has a different outcome, new universes split off from that point. Other Universes in turn branch off from those too, but if you traced them back far enough, you'd reach the Root of all universes in which humans survived and evolved, rather than dying out. This was called the Prime Universe, and is the one that our Earth exists in.
The reason we Primes were brought to the facility was because every branched-off universe is still tied to the universe it originated from. If a person from a root universe dies, all the versions of them that live in universes branching out from that root also cease to exist. Since we were from the Prime Universe, at the root of every human universe, every version of us that ever existed in any universe would cease to exist if we were to die.
The facility was designed for wealthy and powerful people from this Alternate Universe, to abduct "Primes" from our universe, and to keep them safe... since as soon as the Prime died, so would they. They only wanted to keep the Primes happy, safe, and healthy, and many of them (like most of my neighbors) thought it was a great thing to be able to live in the facility, without having to worry about work and so on. Not everyone there felt that way, including myself... and after he finished explaining this, one of the people living in my residence block (who was based after my roommate), started arguing with a guard about letting him leave the facility. It got really heated, and he eventually tried to punch the guard, but was knocked down, cuffed, and taken away. After that, my block was told via loudspeaker announcement that it was impossible to return us to our original Universe once we were taken here, and though the guards would never kill a Prime, they would punnish any who caused trouble or attempted escape with temporary solitary confinement, under constant watch. Everyone went back to recreation after that, and I went over with the rest of my neighbors and played pool, trying to forget about it.
Later in the evening, while we were watching a theater performance, a guard from my residence block named Hannah (oddly based on the sales agent who set up my AT&T service IRL), brough accusations that me and my blockmates were dissidents, and had us cuffed and brought with her from the auditorium for processing. Once we got to a quiet area of the facility, away from other guards, she told us that the technicians at the facility had lied, and that we could actually be returned to our own universe the same way we were brought here. She was a part of a rebel humanitarian group, who had been infiltrating different positions of the facility to free us Primes, and return us to our home Universe. After getting a call on a personal communicator that looked like a Bluetooth, she told us a patrol was comming. We hurried into a side room, and Hannah told us to hide, and wait for a technician named Duncan, who would bring us to the Warp Room, before she quickly slipped out of the room.
It looked like a small lecture hall, and there were very few places to hide... we crammed people into a storage closet, and I hid behind a row of bench seats, with a view of the door. Before long, the door opened, but instead of a technician, three patrolling guards stepped in, throwing Hannah in before them.
They were wearing futuristic-looking white and blue armored suits, and holding devices resembling tasers. The black-haired woman leading the patrol told us to come out, and gave a monologue about how selfish we were being, since they were only trying to keep us happy and healthy, so that we wouldn't take stupid risks and get all our alternate selves killed along with us. Hannah said something about kidnapping people and holding them hostage, and defying the nature of the universe, but another of the guards kicked her in the stomach.
We knew they wouldn't kill any of us, and that the worst they could do was imprison us for attempting to escape, so me and the other Primes started grabbing whatever objects were at hand, and got ready to fight. I grabbed a metal chair and hurled it at them, but as it got close, the little taser-looking weapon blasted the chair with energy, deflecting it in mid-flight. The woman leading the patrol shook her head, and said that, though they wouldn't dare kill any of us Primes, that this didn't mean they would let the rebellion stand. She then turned to Hannah, and fired the energy weapon at her, killing her instantly.
She then gave us a grin, and said that she was feeling generous, and that if we agreed to go quietly, they'd spare us solitary confinement, and just return us to our residence block as though nothing had happened. Figuring it was the best option, I went along with it, and we were led back. Soon after that, I woke up to my alarm clock.
I hate when dreams like that end. Oddly, through the dream it felt like I had dreamed parts of it before... so maybe I'll be able to settle the score some other night. If nothing else, I think it'd make a pretty good basis for a short story... hmm.
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