Journal entry my dream:
I was escaping Earth on a mid-century, Earth-made spaceship that was surprisingly adorned in shades of pink. The nostalgic color clashed with the futuristic vibe of the vessel, giving it an oddly comforting aesthetic. Beside me was a man I knew, and together, we embarked on this interstellar journey.
As the spaceship soared through the cosmic expanse, I couldn't help but glance out of the small windows, watching Earth shrink in the distance. I turned to my companion and uttered, "I'm glad we're leaving. It feels like the right choice."
Our destination was a mysterious self-contained city, part of a housing complex on another planet. The city boasted amenities like a school, a restaurant, and an overall atmosphere of contentment. However, my skepticism crept in, and I insisted, "We have to gather more information before making any decisions."
Our guide, an enigmatic presence that remained silent, led us to three identical units within the complex. They were stark and plain, with white walls and no furniture. Each had a patio adorned with Buddhist statues, rattan mats, and small flags. The last unit had a wooden mat with peculiar dots, catching my attention.
It was then that I noticed the cracked mat and a growing sense of unease. "Something is wrong here," I murmured to my companion. Suddenly, our leisurely tour turned into a desperate attempt to escape as the surroundings transformed into chaos.
Running through the city's ruins, we encountered strange creatures that seemed to materialize from the shadows. Fear surged within me as I realized fighting was inevitable, and I needed a weapon. In the midst of the pursuit, I wished for a screwdriver, a versatile tool that could be a weapon and a means to escape.
To my surprise, as if responding to my thoughts, a screwdriver materialized in my hand. I grasped it tightly, the cool metal providing a strange reassurance. With newfound courage, we navigated through the dilapidated city, the once-idyllic surroundings now a haunting reminder of a facade that concealed a darker reality.
This story originated in the realm of my dreams
Deedee Jebrail
