The dream I had last night was in third person so I was just sitting back watching all of this happen instead of being involved in any of it.
There were two men with these GORGEOUS black feathered wings, just like those in the movie Legion (I watched the movie last night, so of course something from the movie showed up in my dream, I am just glad it didn't turn into an Apocalypse nightmare!). I cannot remember what the people in the dream called these two men but I know they were annoyed by them since one of the guys loved to mess with large celebrations going on. If there was a parade or some large concert, the two guys would group up and do whatever they could to disrupt the performance just for laughs.
After messing with the wrong person, the two flying men were captured and sent far out to sea where they were supposed to meet their deaths by being eaten by two very large great white sharks. They were standing on some kind of floating dock that looked similar to the letter "c". The sharks began to jump out of the water trying to eat each of the men. The two flying men jumped in the water, grabbed the dock and started swimming incredibly fast in a circle. The sharks continued to try and grab the men but were unable. All of the sudden, the two men were shot into the sky high enough where their wings were given enough time to dry off.
They immediately began the long trek back into land where a large ticker tape parade was going on for the man who sent the two flying devils out to sea to die. The two men disappeared behind a large curtain to plan how they were going to disrupt this celebration when the damn alarm clock went off...
Why must it always go off right before the good parts?? Ugh.
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