posted March 17, 2005 08:50 AM
Last night I dreamt I was in an airport, a very large airport. I was standing at the Delta desk and these men walked up. Noone could see me, but I could see them. One of the men who walked up said he had the representative from Beirut, and those were his guards. They were talking to the person at the desk about a flight. But I knew this representative was an imposter, he was really a terrorist. And they had a plot where they were hacking into the airport computer system in order to change flights and mess it all up as part of their plan. They had guns, machine guns under their clothes and I could see them. They were dressed in Army green and fatigues. The interpreter for the imposter had a thick Lebanonese accent.
The imposter had dark hair and a moustache. His face was pitted as if he'd had acne as a teen. He was standing back not speaking at all.
Then the director of my human resources dept at my work was in the airport. One of the guards went to her and asked her where the restroom was. He spoke American, with a Southern accent and I thought to myself "ohmygosh, he's a spy! He's working for the terrorists!" She told him where it was and then she went into the ladies room. I was thinking to myself "please Vella, stay in the ladies room!! They are going to start shooting their guns!"
I was looking around trying to figure out a way to tell her this but I couldn't because I could not speak ...only see what was happening...
I turned back to the Delta desk and the guards were just looking around like crazy...and I was getting more and more scared for everyone there because there was nothing I could do but watch...and then I woke up.
*cries*
this was really scary...it was so real...just like the dream I had about Laci Peterson's body being under the water...