'Everything ended.'

She said, "You're taking up this part. Learn it well because you're capable." The lady then walked away and I was there trying to figure out what it was that I needed to learn. It was the last scene of the story. I was supposed to wake this person up and then waltz with him... *weird* A friend said, "This success of this play depends on you."

But then, the setting changed. I was in the ocean with a boy and a girl who supposedly are my siblings. We were running away due to the oppression of poor people. Besides, there wouldn't be a future for us girls because we aren't allowed to study, let alone pursuing our dreams in theatre. That was when I realised that we were in the Middle East. I said that I needed to get back. I needed to carry out my role in the last scene before I could leave.

Despite the strong waves, I managed to pull myself out of the water. Dripping wet, I walked towards this big room with so many people in there. Crap. I haven't practiced my part. But then, as I walked towards the crowd of people, there were tears and cries. Someone passed away. She wasn't healthy to begin with but her illness took her life. I cried. She was a close friend. I was in no position to practice that day but the director said I had to. "There are many people out there. If you don't play your part, this play will not be complete," he said.

I ignored him. I find myself running away from the choices I've made. Perhaps I shouldn't have went back? But after thinking it through which was I suppose a few days later, I realised that I was a bit too late when I was running and running with all my might without even feeling tired. I ran as fast as I could but when I heard the cue for me to go in, I was still a distance away. *yeah, everything was on loud speaker* By the time I reached the stage, I could see looks of disappointmen. Everything has ended.

Everything...

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The part which I remember most about the dream is the running part. This is because I realised that every running and thinking I do in my dream occurs in bullet time. Looks like my subconscious is partly in Selectives mood. I went back to sleep after that and had a dream about zombies. =.=