He was in the hospital and mom and Steve and I were visiting. Sort of like when he really had been in the hospital, but different. If that makes sense. I don't recognize the hospital now that I look back on it. And his room was close to the door to the overnight patients' rooms. And, I think he was even fully dressed. Even though he was in the bed and it was night time. I just knew it was night somehow, although I don't remember looking out any windows.
He could speak fine (I somehow just knew this, too) but he was sleeping (I think) when we were there.
Then the scene cuts and I'm in a motel room or something and also asleep. But, I'm dreaming.
Grandpa, in the dream-within-a-dream, is up and gone somewhere. I watch as if it's a movie playing out to me. He is looking for something. Some kind of hunk of wall made of wood that is supposed to be special or sacred to some people. I think they were Native Americans.
For some reason I know that my grandpa wanted to destroy or deface this object. I don't have the slightest idea why. He does eventually find it, though. It has markings on it, but I can't remember at all what they looked like. I just remember there was something there and I thought of them as markings. But, I don't know what they meant anymore than I remember what they looked like. But, I don't think I understood them, anyway, in the dream. So, maybe it isn't important.
Grandpa took a hatchet to the wall and started to hack at it. He defaced a good portion of it, almost all of it actually, before anyone heard and came to check out what was going on.
I guess he locked the door when he went into that room, because the man trying desperately to get inside was having serious difficulties doing so. Maybe he didn't have the key.
Anyway, Grandpa kept hacking away. Soon, I guess that man either called for help or people heard his racket and came to help on their own. But, someone had a key and got the door open.
The guy who was trying to get in before the others showed up was the first one inside and he immediately grabbed Grandpa and yanked him away from the hunk of now-defaced wall. They struggled, but not for too long.
For some reason, this is the point where it becomes apparent to me in the dream-within-a-dream that Grandpa is wearing regular clothes. Navy blue, plain T-shirt and blue jeans. The man struggling with him had on some kind of cotton pajamas and a T-shirt. I think the shirt was solid white, but the PJ pants (while otherwise white) had some kind of black, small and thin print design. Can't remember what it was, though.
And then...he got Grandpa in a choke hold and snapped his neck like it was nothing.
For some reason I know that my grandpa wanted to destroy or deface this object. I don't have the slightest idea why. He does eventually find it, though. It has markings on it, but I can't remember at all what they looked like. I just remember there was something there and I thought of them as markings. But, I don't know what they meant anymore than I remember what they looked like. But, I don't think I understood them, anyway, in the dream. So, maybe it isn't important.
Grandpa took a hatchet to the wall and started to hack at it. He defaced a good portion of it, almost all of it actually, before anyone heard and came to check out what was going on.
I guess he locked the door when he went into that room, because the man trying desperately to get inside was having serious difficulties doing so. Maybe he didn't have the key.
Anyway, Grandpa kept hacking away. Soon, I guess that man either called for help or people heard his racket and came to help on their own. But, someone had a key and got the door open.
The guy who was trying to get in before the others showed up was the first one inside and he immediately grabbed Grandpa and yanked him away from the hunk of now-defaced wall. They struggled, but not for too long.
For some reason, this is the point where it becomes apparent to me in the dream-within-a-dream that Grandpa is wearing regular clothes. Navy blue, plain T-shirt and blue jeans. The man struggling with him had on some kind of cotton pajamas and a T-shirt. I think the shirt was solid white, but the PJ pants (while otherwise white) had some kind of black, small and thin print design. Can't remember what it was, though.
And then...he got Grandpa in a choke hold and snapped his neck like it was nothing.
That's when I woke up from the dream-within-a-dream. I knew I wouldn't be happy until I checked on Grandpa for my own peace of mind. So, for some reason I told no one and just got up and went to check on my own.
At this point it becomes apparent that I am not really in a motel, because I only have to leave my room and walk down a short, lighted hallway and I am at the nurse's station.
I am shocked to find that the dream-within-a-dream seems to have been prophetic. Grandpa is already there and something is terribly wrong with his neck. Yet, he's standing and talking to the nurses as if nothing is really too wrong. He's wearing the same clothes as he was in the dream-within-a-dream.
He looks at me and smiles, but I know something is not right by the way he turns his head. He tells me he is okay and it's no big deal, before I can even ask him what's going on, and tells me to go on back to bed. Then he heads to his room and that's the last I see of him for the rest of the dream.
The nurse tells me to go to bed, too, and walks me down the hallway, which no seems dimmer (but not dark) than before. On the way, I ask her what happened to Grandpa. She stops with me outside my open door and tells me that Grandpa has had his neck broken by someone, but that he would be alright.
At this point it becomes apparent that I am not really in a motel, because I only have to leave my room and walk down a short, lighted hallway and I am at the nurse's station.
I am shocked to find that the dream-within-a-dream seems to have been prophetic. Grandpa is already there and something is terribly wrong with his neck. Yet, he's standing and talking to the nurses as if nothing is really too wrong. He's wearing the same clothes as he was in the dream-within-a-dream.
He looks at me and smiles, but I know something is not right by the way he turns his head. He tells me he is okay and it's no big deal, before I can even ask him what's going on, and tells me to go on back to bed. Then he heads to his room and that's the last I see of him for the rest of the dream.
The nurse tells me to go to bed, too, and walks me down the hallway, which no seems dimmer (but not dark) than before. On the way, I ask her what happened to Grandpa. She stops with me outside my open door and tells me that Grandpa has had his neck broken by someone, but that he would be alright.
Haha, weird dreams that I have. I wonder what my mind is DOING while I'm sleeping!! Lol!
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