Nasty Dream

Sometime last week, I had a rather notable dream. It was probably some combination of discussing abortion with one of my relatively scarce conservative classmates, playing too much final fantasy xi, and reading too much Janny Wurts, but…

So, there’s not much of the dream I remember, but there was an image of a dark, slick creature, like a long flat box curled up on itself. There were people chanting/worshipping/magically controlling the pulsing entity. And it unwound, and out of its end, it extruded an enormous baby’s corpse, covered in a thin layer of clear, viscous fluid. The corpse floated away from it, umbilical cord still attached, and leading back into the creature. It was a very long cord, and it gradually pulled out, until a woman’s pregnant corpse, with the umbilical still leading into it also came out. Larger than the creature had been, and the creature did not decrease in size.

Anxiety came forth from the attendants. And moments later, much as the creature had spawned something much larger than itself, from the woman’s corpse came an enormous version of the creature she had come out of. And from it exploded a horde of tiny fliers of similar composition, and they slaughtered the human worshippers/keepers.

I don’t recall much else from the dream. Just had to share that. Vaguely disturbing.