Around 3 or 4 months ago, i had this insane lucid dream, it felt like a vision to me, i instantly understood every aspect of this new world that had been suddenly revealed to me, as if it had been there all along.
It was this intricate city that i had appeared in, and i remember escaping in this jet, flying around and knowing there was something after me, i escaped wherever i was in, and was suddenly on earth, i landed on an
overgrown runway, there was moss and trees around the place. This woman was shooting at zombies with this hybrid rifle shotgun thing that appeared to be charged with electricity or something.
It was if the city i was previously in had never existed, and no one knew what it was, a complete change of scenery and atmosphere.
The dream felt like telepathy, where communication is instant, and thats how i got to know this thing, whatever it was. As soon as it was over, i immediately started writing, this world kept opening up and i let my imagination take the wheel, even when i haven't worked on it for a while it still plagues my mind, i NEED to finish this thing, but also, it has shown me that i really enjoy writing stories. i loved doing it since i was a lil' lad.
I wish there were better brain to computer technology so i could just dump all this information i have up 'ere about it, because my memory isnt very good, and it was just one dream, albeit a very intense one.
This story has come to a complete halt, i cannot think of anything to write so i guess this is another thing that goes up on the shelf, forever on hold. I dont really know where to take the story other than whatever happened in my dream, writing conversations is fun, but setting up whatever happens after the start is difficult. The characters were really fun to be with too, i still love the design and story of the unnamed skeleton with the hat that appears in a couple art pieces i made, kinda "pulp fiction"-y, though, delivering a briefcase and whatnot.