I had a dream that seemed like it might be a metaphor for our network somehow.
Little bits of a fantasy world full of dangers were bleeding into our own. It started with art morphing into real people who fell out of the paintings.
Then knights popping out of thin air running full tilt with their swords out at whoever happened to be standing there, witch people and people who were rabid, like zombies.
A lot of them were wearing quite nondescript clothes, so it was hard to tell at first glance who was from our world and who wasn't.
So every person you encountered could be one of them.
People were trying to get to the nearest subway station to get out of the area.
I realised that a good strategy was to pretend to be rabid myself, since it scared off people from both worlds.
One old lady saw right through it and said something like "yes hello dear" to me, which I thought was sweet.
I started going down some steps, only to be faced with a group coming up. They had a rabid man by both arms and were dragging him up the stairs as he struggled and growled. I started growling myself and advancing on the group, which started backing down the stairs in front of me. I rapidly realised this wasn't the best idea, but didn't know what else to do, so kept going.
It was like two dogs facing off in the park.
Then the group had the bright idea to let go of the man they were holding and let him and me fight to the death.
Both of us rushed at each other's faces. I had no idea how I was going to handle this.
Then both of us at the last second dropped the act, gave each other a peck on the lips and walked past each other. He'd been doing the same thing I was doing.
I was left facing the group, said "I'm sorry about that" in a very British way, they all just started laughing with relief, and we proceeded together to the subway.
The weird thing about this dream is that normally I only have two speeds when there's peril in dreams, "heroic" and "run away".
In this dream I was so focused on self-preservation that I was not only deceiving and scaring other survivors rather than trying to help them, but also got stuck in that mode even when it was completely pointless and self-defeating (it should have been clear that the group coming up the stairs weren't a threat other than the man they were holding, so it would have made more sense to help them or at least get out of their way).
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@EvanJacques
