10-04-2012, 01:27 AM
20121004- Dream-Two Gray Dragons
5:30 AM EST/DST, 9:30 GMT
I am outside on a summer night in the back yard of the 3-floor house in which I live. We are having a cookout. I am standing in a corner of the yard, drinking punch and talking with several of my friends. Even though it is late, there are still about 10 to 12 people at the party, talking with each other in low tones, and occasionally laughing.
"It's getting late," I tell my friends, "and I think it's time for me to head for bed." So I make my way up the hill, around the side, and into the front door of the house. The lights are still on in the ground floor, but not on the next floor up where my bedroom is located.
As I reach the foot of the stairs, I look up to see the back feet and four-foot, smooth gray tail of a giant lizard, heading up the stairs ahead of me. There is another lizard ahead of it, almost to the top landing. Somehow they have gotten into the locked house. They are planning to attack us in our sleep.
I run to the steps, and yank on the tail of the second lizard. It turns to attack, but loses its balance and falls backwards, landing hard on its head at the bottom of the stairs. The first lizard turns, and charges down the stairs to attack me. They look like large Komodo Dragon lizards, but with smooth gray scaly skin.
I am somehow standing on a chair, whacking at one lizard with a square lumber pole. The other lizard is spinning itself in a ring and thrashing in pain. If the second lizard recovers enough to join the attack, I have little chance to survive.
"DRAGONS!" I yell again and again, "There are Komodo Dragons in the house!" I expect my friends to help me soon. Oddly, I am only yelling about the dragons, not yelling for help. Telling my friends about the presence of dragons seems far more important than getting them to rescue me.