A dream of Terminators

[fbhjr]

I dreamed that several of us were on the run from some Terminators. We were in some sort of hotel in a big city.
I offered to try and lead them away from the person we thought was the main target. I had rigged up something to confuse their tracking, and hoped it would work long enough for the others to get away.
We were on the roof of the building, but there was an elevator there. I jumped into it and as the doors closed, something hit it hard.
The elevator didn’t go, but opened up instead. I expected to see a Terminator there, but instead there was just a bubbling pool of silver liquid.
I closed the elevator doors again and this time it did take me down into the hotel.

The doors opened in a back service corridor of the hotel. When the elevator doors opened, I found another bubbling pool of silver liquid. The outer doors of the elevator showed all sorts of damage, so clearly a terminator had been trying to get in when something happened to it.

I exited the corridor into a large room in the hotel. There was some sort of meeting/convention going on and lots of people moving about.

I crossed the room and went into another service corridor.
“Hold the door,” someone behind me said.
It was Seth Green. He had clearly been speaking at the event going on. He was dressed as he used to in the Buffy the Vampire Slayer show, so I figured it must be a convention for that.
He followed me into the corridor.
“Thanks,” he said as he shut the door behind him.

As soon as the door was closed he raised his hand and it became a silver point coming towards my face.
“Where is my primary target?” he asked.
“That’s what you’re worried about?” I responded. “You’ve got much bigger problems than that.”
“Tell me where my primary target is or I will cause you much pain,” he said as the silver point hovered in front of my eye.
“You realize two of your squad have already been taken out, right?” I asked. “And, that we didn’t do it.”
There was a slight hesitation in the silver point.
“We aren’t your target. We are the bait being used to lure you into the open. My guess is that there is a T-X model terminator out there picking you off when you break cover. You were lucky to shut that door behind us or it probably would have already blasted you.”
“My target is what matters,” he said.
“Skynet doesn’t want us dead. If it did the T-X would have let your squad kill us before it took them out.
“So, we’re not your real mission. My guess is that someone reprogrammed you to go after us for some reason and the T-X is here to stop you from going rouge.”

The silver point backed away from my eye. Despite being a shape changing robot in the shape of a TV star, I could tell it was confused.

“No one has ever broken the programming of a T-X. So, you can be sure it is working for Skynet. The T-800’s get reprogrammed all the time. I guess someone has found out how to do it to you T-1000’s.
“I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but you can be pretty sure it isn’t what Skynet wants, or the T-X wouldn’t be here killing you.”
The silver point turned back into Seth Green’s hand.

“We’ve been in this corridor longer than we should,” I continued. “It’s going to be waiting at one end or the other. And, if you go out the wrong door, you’re toast.
“Your best bet is to let me walk out there and see if you can spot it. If it is clear, go hide and try and get in contact with Skynet to confirm your orders.”

Seth nodded and I walked out the door away from the Terminator.
Dream ends

I have no idea what brought on this dream. I have not been watching the Terminator movies lately or anything else associated with them.
It was strange this morning when going to work, my iPod randomly played the Terminator theme followed by Huey Lewis’ “Back in Time”.
But, that was after the dream…

Comments

[merilune.livejournal.com]

Seth Green voices one of the characters in the game I'm playing right now. He's very good as a smartassed but talented pilot of a spacecraft.

I'm envious of your ability to remember your dreams in such detail. Do you think it's because you write them out? I always have patches missing from mine...

[fbhjr.livejournal.com]

I forget far more of them than I remember.
But, if they are interesting I do make an active effort to remember them. And, writing them down does help.

[hindustar.livejournal.com]

Wow. When the real apocalypse hits, my family is heading your way. ok?

[fbhjr.livejournal.com]

I've gotten along well with Terminators ever since I was taken in by their living history group that recreated human life based on Normal Rockwell paintings.
But, that one predates my LJ....

[hindustar.livejournal.com]

Ha! Awesome. =)

[cissa.livejournal.com]

I will need to hear stories about that... :)

[palusbuteo.livejournal.com]

I…Yeah….Wow.

I'll also be one of the first knocking on your door during the Terminator Apocalypse.
Cause Damn You Is Good

[fbhjr.livejournal.com]

I used to live in a post apocalypse world until I moved over to this one. For all of its faults, this one is much nicer.

[endlessblush.livejournal.com]

you remember so much detail. Most of my dreams/nightmares are just remembered as a feeling - like I'm glad it's over.

[fbhjr.livejournal.com]

What you describe is much closer to the vast majority of my dreams.
But, once in a while I will remember one with a narrative. Then it is a question of remembering it until I get it written down.

I'd say about half of the dream above was lost before I could write it down. There had been a section where we were building something to fool them. And, there was a hint that maybe there wasn't another terminator trying to kill them, but we made it seem that way.
But, I couldn't remember that part well enough...