I have been playing Uncharted 3 recently as well as thinking about how some of the cinematography techniques could be used with 360 video and it ended up in my dream as a 3D/virtual reality version of the hanging train scenes from Uncharted 2. It was AWESOME. I could watch pieces of train fall at me, then look down to watch them fall below me. I was trying to figure out how to make this scene when I woke up.
I remember trying to sleep in a new apartment. My furniture wasn’t there, yet, so I was sleeping on the only thing I had – my couch. The apartment was on an upper floor of a city building. It was converted from some office because the door was a window door with an office lock. I remember trying to sleep, thinking about how similar the windows were to my old apartment, but this one had three windows instead of one. A neighbor started blasting some song and I tried to ignore it since it was the weekend. I thought, “Did I lock my door?” Then thought, “No one is going to just walk in…oh, wait, I would.” So I got up to lock the door.
The kitchen area was created out of the reception desk and was the opposite of my old apartment. The door was across from it, facing into an alcove instead of straight into the hall like my old apartment. I opened the door to check the areas in which I’d be visible to someone in the main hall. My neighbor had a solid white door and I thought I’d ask my landlord for one of those. To my left, there was a public restroom and drinking fountain. This apartment reminded me of an apartment I lived in in another dream.
This dream started out with my mom and I visiting some old lady, but I felt as if we were being held there instead of visiting. I remember being mad that someone took a whole can of my energy drink because I brought it and wanted it.
I looked out the window and the view was of a back parking lot area surrounded by one-story business buildings. In the center, there was a huge crater/pothole with a “tiny village” in it. It looked like a recreation of some old German town, but the buildings were like big dollhouse size.
Later, I found myself in the same location, but the crater was a pond with ducks and rare birds. My mom kept trying to get me to look at some black bird with a white tuft that looked invisible when in the water. Someone called it a Jack-bird or something.
This turned into me watching a standup by a local news reporter reporting on the rare birds. Once they finished, I heard in my earpiece (I guess I was part of the news team?) a conversation asking if the reporter was finished. Since she was, men around the pond started gathering the birds – most were limp (either dead or sleep). They told me the business was moving, but it sounded like they were out to kill the birds. I rushed over and grabbed a white goose – it looked like the Aflac one and tried to steal it to rescue it. I thought I could keep it as a pet if it was still alive – I never checked if it was breathing. A lady I knew from the business looked at me weird holding a goose when she was letting in a cleaning crew. I snuck around the back of the building to avoid more run ins with the staff and the same girl exited the building just as I was passing. She never said anything about the goose, but I made it around to my car – some rental that was a dark gray four-door sedan. I put it in the back seat and remembered looking at the buildings thinking the place has changed a lot over the last few years.
Slept for 12 hours after a week of not having enough sleep and too many nightmares.
I remember a scene where I was sitting at a long table in a cafeteria and the guy next to me nudged my elbow with a pencil. He was a guy that the guy I was seeing didn’t like and thought was dangerous and on the evil side. I wasn’t supposed to be talking to him – not just because my boyfriend didn’t trust him, but because we were working undercover for something and weren’t supposed to show we knew each other.
Eventually, the guy on my right tore off a piece of a magazine (a piece with a forwarding part that appears when you change your address) and wrote on it that my boyfriend shouldn’t be trusted because he could kill three people in one shot. He was a sniper, but I trusted both guys equally – I didn’t care if they had jobs that weren’t necessarily “good” or “safe” as long as I wasn’t a target. They both believed they were doing “good” through “not-so-good” deeds anyway.
I thought about that when I read his note. I crumbled up the paper and grabbed a notepad and a pencil and started writing, “you…” and messed up the “u” and frustratingly pushed something out of my way to write. I thought, “This is supposed to be short, why write out the word instead of just ‘u?'” I fixed the “u” and finished the sentence: “…guys would get along.”
I remember going on a family vacation with my parents – I finally got them to go to Washington, D.C.!
I woke up in the passenger seat of a car driven by my dad and my mom was sleeping in the back. I realized we passed this large mansion on the top of the hill with these large tall windows for the second time. I remember calling it “The White House, but Not THE White House.” I laughed and found out my dad got lost and we were in Virginia.
This turned into us being IN the house as part of a dream game. I remembered being there before and that the house was a maze. My dad apologized for getting lost and I said, “Don’t worry about it, I want to try to get us out of here using my memory of the first time I was here.” I had my mom sit comfortably somewhere because I remembered the insane amount of walking I did when I tried to find my way out the first time.
I remember pointing out a spot in one of the rooms explaining to my dad that a large brown chest was between two couches the first time I was there. I remember the open doorways with the rounded corners going into the area where the windows overlooked the hill. I remember REALLY liking that room when I was there the first time, which I remembered was some fancy schmancy political fundraiser and I remember having a conversation with a nice white-haired lady who held a glass of red wine, but she never drank it. I don’t know if I ever wrote down this dream.
The maze-like rooms had a grayish-white color with burgundy highlights.
This turned into something else with glass doors that closed to block people out. This happened twice as a plant and I got frustrated later when they mentioned it AGAIN right before my mom got locked out of the area we were in. I thought, “I saw that coming – they should have mentioned it ONCE earlier so the threat was in the back of the mind to increase tension, not keep telling us.”
“Too much sleep + mosquito bites + sound of a fly + watching Homeland before bed = crazy dreams about working for the government, attending a conference I wanted to volunteer at, talking to some guy in a military uniform about ice cream, went around looking for hidden notes from a local group of scavenger hunters, all to find out that I was beta testing a dream game with some other players.”
— Hope Moore on Facebook
What I remember days after the fact:
I remember being hired to work for a government-run department with high security and was trained for the job. Other positions and departments were understaffed and I took over a spot/shift for someone and their area was farther underground. I caught something and saved the department money and embarrassment and a group of higher ups followed me around to see how I did so. I told them I was just filling in and wasn’t even trained for the job I was subbing in. All but my direct supervisor (which I called my “direct report” in my dream) left. She sat and watched me look at monitors. I thought she’d be so bored because that job wasn’t that entertaining or exciting.
I remember parts where I was eating at an event and thought about volunteering the next year despite volunteers being younger and students (lower-rung type) instead of where my status was. I wanted to explore an area, but triggered a part of the “dream game” and it took me to the next scene. I watched as other players explore the areas I wanted to explore.
Later, I was in a car with other players as the main player had an interaction with an NPC in a house. I told the other players how far I thought we were in the game based on my first playthrough.
I vaguely remember coding these 3D animated flamingos to form a line. I made them look around as if they were trying to line up with each other, but I had coded the location of this invisible line. The looking around was fake, but it was believable.
There was also a part where I remember moving 3-dimensional “blocks” with a center sphere. Effects were added to the sphere to create a “fog” or “mist.”
I remember going into an apartment and finding my place full of other people’s stuff. The woman that lived there had kids apparently because there were toys and things with cartoons everywhere – including Winnie-the-Pooh.
I realized I was in the past before I moved in.
I left and walked out onto a porch where there was a girl with a cool hat and knitted bag. She was looking at her phone and smoking a cigarette.
I accused her of being the one who sent me back in time. I said “time” in a weird accent and she mocked it. She asked, “Did it help?”
I remember playing a VR game. The setting was in a “town” and I found my way stealthy into an “office” or whatever that was a one-room shed designed to look like a place to store stuff to explore a nearby lake or forest.
The story was told through interaction with items and areas of the room. The areas were marked by a floating white ball (like in Beyond: Two Souls) and I remember having to hold a button (or make a hand gesture) and a circle would form around the white ball before triggering the item/area.
One part had a task where I had to find a label or word on the bottom of an item. I remember picking up the items and turning my hand/controller to look underneath them, but messed up the position of the items and made too much noise. An enemy person was about to enter the office, so I tried to hide. I finally found a location behind the door that worked, but I thought about looking up playthroughs on YouTube to see the other options.