January 19, 2005

• Monday night I got woken up too often by my noisy family to get any dreaming in, but last night I dreamt I was in a colony spaceship. Everyone got really sick, and just about everyone died from some kind of flu. There were so few of us left, we had to find a world to set down on fast because we could barely fly the ship. We were fortunate to find a world that already seemed settled, but we couldn’t raise anyone on the communicator.

  
  

  We set down and investigated the only building present. It was all sealed up, the further we got inside, the harder it was to get the doors open. The first time we came across any people, they freaked out, demanded to know who we were and where we’d come from and ran away. Then some armed people started picking us off.

  
  

  Finally there was just me left. I was in a corridor when this blackish oozy thing slipped around a corner and threw itself on me. I felt all burning, tingly for a second, then it let go and scurried off like it had tasted something bad. At that point, my “best friend,” who I had not seen in years and everyone had assumed was lost in space, showed up.

  
  

  She’d seen the whole attack and was completely baffled about how I’d survived. It seemed the amoeba-like entity had been preying upon the settlers since they’d first got there and they’d barred their doors one section at a time, hoping to keep it out. So when we’d arrived and started opening doors, the thing had followed us in.

  
  

  At this point, the people who had killed all my fellow shipmates caught up with me. They were about to kill me when my friend stepped between us and told them they couldn’t kill me because the entity hadn’t been able to eat me.

  
  

  After studying me and hearing my story, they surmized that the flu that had killed most of the crew had made the survivors taste bad to the entity. So they managed to make a vaccine from my blood to make everyone safe from the creature.

  
  

  However, since they’d closed themselves up in their complex, they’d gotten very fuedal and insular. So because I saved them, they decided I was going to marry their prince, but I was still an outsider and they wanted to make a fool of me. The prince’s mother dragged out this antique wedding dress. It was all these layers of clothes and I had to put them all on in addition to the dress itself. There were three different kinds of underwear! And these awful hose that pinched my thighs. I was at a complete loss until my friend came to see me and helped me with everything. She was really angry too, since I’d basically saved everyone’s life after they’d killed off all my crewmates and tried to kill me.

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