SOME STRANGE SCI-FI STUFF

The world has gone post-apocolyptic.  We are in the grips of a take-over by a stronger power - sometimes it feels as though it's aliens from "out there", and some times it feels as though it's from a stronger military force here on earth.  The cities are just piles of rubble and the only habitable places left are under huge domes set up by the conquering forces.  Many people do not want to go in there, and really, no one is forcing them either.

I am with a group that chooses to stay on the "outside", and we soon meet up with more such groups.  There is little water or food, but we manage somehow to find enough to sustain us.  The earth has been scorched to an unhealthy yellow colour and we scramble over and through blasted craters.  Overhead, we see huge machines of all shapes flying about, and sometimes landing in the distance.  The sky feels bloated and is almost the same yellow as the earth, blurring the perspective.


Eventually we get to a top of a hill, and find some solid structures there that are obviously made by human survivors, and we find welcome and respit there.  There is a large laboratory here and some exciting work being done.  From what I can understand,  they are trying to create a temporal vortex through which they could bring fighter planes from the past, and are almost on the threshhold of achieving this.  The next morning, our group is taken outside, along with everyone else, and we witness a sudden rush of compressed air as the atmosphere around us explodes with all sorts of bombers, World War I and II aircraft, and 21st century sleek planes.  We fall to the ground, and I scream, "This is just like in my dreams - I see this sort of thing in my dreams all the time!"  

A young boy, about 10 or 11 huddles close to me and I wrap my arms around him for comfort.  The reaction of the scientists is one of ecstatic joy, because now, they say, we have a fighting chance to survive.  It doesn't make sense to me, because I know that soon all the planes will run out of fuel, but let that thought go - they may know more than I do and may have a found a way to power them.  We all go inside, breathless from the experience, and I see someone new - a man dressed in dark blue jump suit with a cape.  He's very tall and muscular with dark hair, and, once he turns around, I see he's got black eyes.  He looks almost amused by all that's going on, not at all upset for being pulled out of his own time line.  He also looks vaguely familiar to me.  I shake my head, trying to remember.  The boy does not leave my side.

In another hall, food is being set out for us, and we all go there.  The man begins to entertain us with stories, and even though we know a lot of what he says is nonsense, we listen avidly - this is something new for us! - and a few minutes into the commentary, he asks if anyone would like some chocolate.  We all swoon with groans at that word and the images of rich, dark, creamy chocolate, something longed for but never to be had again, when he reaches inside his cape and brings out a couple of large slabs of that heavenly stuff.  There is just enough for us all to have a morsal.  

It is now some time later, and things have changed for the worse.  Certain groups of free people are now being hunted down, and although they haven't reached us yet, we all know that our time is coming.  We have seen how huge cages are dropped by the settlement and everyone herded into them, then one of the large flying machines comes and takes the cage away.  In visiting another settlement, the young boy and I barely had escaped this, as the thick grill came slamming shut.  He and I rolled away just in time from this, hiding behind some upturned earth.  The screams of the people captured were heard long after the cage was flown away.


But for now, our settlement is not faced with this, and we decide that perhaps it's time to be on the move again, but we do not have to walk.   The planes are ready to take us somewhere else.  For some reason, the planes have been completely ignored by the powers, and were looked on as nothing more than annoying buzzing insects.  Plans are made, things are packed, and all is ready for the evacuation at the appointed time.  The Man in the blue jumpsuit comes over to me and tells me the boy and I will be flying in his plane, then takes me in his arms and kisses me with a familiar passion.  I am startled beyond reason to finally recognize him as someone from my past for whom I had intense feelings.  I am further shocked when I notice unmistakable signs of arousal in him as he continues to kiss me.  And it is with the feel of his lips on mine that I wake up, myself startled and breathless!


Whew!!