Rob's Rumpus Room

A dream about 48 ... sort of

I dreamt last night after playing some Guild Wars. We were at my parent's house filming the next 48 hour film project. Our previous project was a prequel to this one and it just so happened that we could continue it with the genera (dunno) dialogue (eehhh) and the prop (I think it was a ball). Anyhow we were out in the pier, which was the old pier we had before Floyd which went out about a hundred yards with a high pier, then had ladders going to down to two lower piers, one out front, and one to the side where the boat house used to be. We had already filmed the scene where I was sliding down a temple entrance into the lower part of the temple and were filming the line of dialogue scene. Woody noticed a storm brewing and commented that it was supposed to be quite a strong storm and jumped into the water from the higher pier. The seas got very rough, luckily there was no equipment out on the pier and people were just hanging on or trying to run back to shore. I went to the lower pier to look for Woody, who was standing on the lift for the boat, made some comment about the storm and did the nesT plunge into the now white capping rolling water. I noticed what appeared to be a WWII fighter flipping through the turbulent air and land in front of the cottage, then turned my attention to not getting blown off the pier. Once everything calmed down I gathered folks and went back to the house, not the cottage. In the house some discussion about how Jeanie's house, which at one time was behind the house, and more recently had been beside the house, was no longer there. I walked outside and there was a WWII bomber (albeit small) sitting in front of the cottage with people in fairly modern designed camo getting out. Somehow I knew they were German. The person in the tail gun appeared to be dead, everyone else was staggering around and I was trying to help them. The guy in the tail gun woke and was missing an arm and a leg. I helped him into my parent’s house, fed him, and he drowned himself in the sink. I went back outside and one German was trying to set up a campsite, two were rushing around bewildered. I noticed a flash across the sound by PCS and then saw the shockwave start across the water. As it progressed smoke began to rise around PCS which had suddenly taken on a larger, more techy looking appearance. I heard a boom but not like I expected. I looked over at the German's and some were being swept up into the air and blown away. One German screamed and began running away from the cottage lot over to my parent's lot. I started crawling towards their house as I had dropped to the ground to try to avoid being blown away. I noticed a line of shadow moving from the cottage towards my parent's house and knew this had something to do with the guys being blown away.