DREAM: The Ghost Railway City

From time to time I will be chronicling  the dreams i have. Some are pretty interesting

At first the dream was set in Widnes, a neighbouring town. I had been looking at some great old pictures that same day. I was talking to some locals, in old style clothing how to get up to the top of a church to take some pictures, and they showed me, using some acrobatic skills, which i could only dream of.

The scene switched to me and Louise entering a deserted city in the style of Gotham City, home of the Batman. It had golden statues holding up overhead railway lines and adorning the sides of buildings.

We came across a house, an old looking shack amongst skyscrapers surrounding it.  An eccentric old couple lived there and we were welcomed in for tea. My sister and her son Jack were at the house already and having a good talk with the old man.

We left the house quickly, for reasons unknown to me as the dream got strange quite quick, flickering from one scene to the next. One second running through a deserted fair and the next running up some steep stone stairs of a building.

Just before i woke up, i realised it was my sister i was running from with Louise and we were trying our best not to be found. She was looking for us and for whatever reason we were scared out of our wits. That's when i woke up, the dream feeling very vivid and real.

Think I will share my dreams in future blogs as sometimes they amaze me and could be good reading. Maybe writing them will let me analyse them and figure out whats on my mind. who knows.