I dreamt of deaths, left or right I saw dying koi fishes, babies, people in buses and on streets. But I was saving them.
Koi fishes in different sizes jumping out of different aquariums. They keep slipping out of my hands, their slimy texture causing me to cringe everytime I had to pick them off the floor and toss them back into the water. But their suicide attempts continued to tire me. Approximately a dozen aquarium lined the wall outside a room brimming with dull sunshine. Someone came to help but it was no remedy, I had to do it myself. They were mostly orange, black and white. I was installing filters, adding water in a frenzy and yet I was dry, parched and barren. Bile threatened to escape my throat and I was trembling in disgust and fear.
I was holding a new-born infant in my arms. I had a vision of an elderly woman with wise lines crossing her eyes and cheeks and she was out to kill the baby I was cuddling. I remember running, I remember being out of breath evading falling and cracking concrete. The woman stared me down and color drained out of my cheeks. I must have blanched a thousand times while holding the baby draped in red cloth.
My feet were hovering over train tracks and highways. I was hopping on top of buses, saving lives. I saw my dad dodging a white vehicle and I panicked. I pulled a Jackie Chan for the next 15 minutes, kicking windows. I tried to scream but I didn't know how. I could not make a sound.
I had to swallow it all. It was creepy, vivid.
All almost graping Jack's right hand.
I woke up exhausted and out of breath, my joints aching. I was freezing. I looked at the time, I was asleep for 2 hours.