Oh my God, literally...

I just woke up and I had THE weirdest dream ever. I mean seriously, after I inched open my eyelids and checked I was still alive -bright sunlight streaming through your windows practically confirms that you're still among the living- I became pretty freaked out by it.

Ok, it goes like this... I can't exactly remember all the details but I'll try my best.

Umm... I don't know why but I was on the cruise trip I think, either on water or underwater. Don' ask me how cruises are suppose to be held underwater, you know dreams are often unrealistic, but all I know is that I was on vacation, surrounded by water.

With this bunch of people I can't remember or recognise. No one I knew was really there. No parents, no friends but I was familiar with my companions on the underwater-cruise thing cause I specifically remember me laughing with them and handing them their bags back after safekeeping them. I remember a pink sling bag... (No Eve, that's not you)...

Then there was this whirlpool caused by something...I can't recall but it was because of someone, or something... I think some God's wrath? It didn't occur naturally.

So naturally everyone began panicking and wanting to exit the cruise and return to the surface. Then, some how on the way to confirm our escape, my group went to get donuts or something?! Huh?? I know, totally pointless...

So we ended up as the first group to exit the cruise, enter the sea and try to surface. And I remember we were all ready, all lined-up right at the door with our baggage. Then this is where it gets weird...

Someone suggested praying so, no harm done, we all bent our heads and prayed for journey safety. Then when we opened our eyes, there was this person's face frozen in front of us. Not frozen-cold that kind but frozen in time. He was reaching for something but there he was, in front of us, not moving an inch, the same expression splayed on his face.

Then I announced,"We're not going to make it... All of us are going to die escaping."

Puzzled looks all around.

"Don't you see? God froze time to tell us that we might as well give up as we are all going to die out there anyways! It's useless."

I don't know why I was SO sure that my thoery was correct but it made sense in the dream, and everyone started nodding. Then some one said,

"Let's just go the peaceful way then. We'll all drink poison."

And once again, everyone agreed as we solemnly filed away from the door towards the grand hall. Why is there poison on a underwater cruise? I have no idea.

Then I somehow ended up in the bathing rooms with my female friends, one I remember being very close to her. We were queueing up to use the bath room cubicles I think, why were we bathing when we were about to die...?

My phone's reception was really bad so I borrowed her phone. And I phoned home. I told my parents how we were all going to die and how -I remember stressing this part by yelling into the phone- God froze time, in front of all of us. And I was crying I think...

Then my friend came out from the cubicle she was using and I looked up at her -I was sitting down on a bench- and I whispered...

"Can we delay it? The time when we are suppose to drink the poison? Can we not die so early?"

And my friend smiled and replied, "Of course."

Then we exited the bath rooms. I recall the last thing before I stepped out. What would happen if I actually challenged God and try to go outside and escape? Would I have a chance of surviving or would I really just die like that? What would happen if I did this, died and I had to face God after that? What would I tell Him? Would I dare say that I did not trust in Him, when he showed us the sign?

But somehow, we never drank the poison and time passed. Before we knew it, we were all peering out of the cruise's window and asking if the whirlpool/storm had subsided. And I saw, the deep blue choppy waves outside. We weren't underwater anymore and though the waves were very rough, there wasn't any rain.

So all of we exited the cruise when it harboured at this island.

It was the typical tropical kind of island - sunny, coconuts everywhere, sand and grass covering the ground, small wooden houses, neverending sand paths that wind into the unknown greenery. It was perfect.

I recall strolling down one of these paths and thinking about the time-stop, God and whatever happened back there. And I was still alive after all that. The I got tired and sat down on one of those olden days marble stools. And my friends were ordering and eating Prawn Mee (???) from this stall from the olden days, with an experienced old man taking the orders and tossing the mee... And I didn't eat cause I don't take carbs....

That was the end. I woke up after that. Weird right? Is there a hidden meaning behind all of this?


*pondering*

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