Strawberry Fields

For the past few weeks I have had vivid and highly involved dreams almost every night, and I usually wake up remembering them, though I don't remember long enough to tell someone coherently what exactly happened in the dream.

Anyway, for the last two nights I have woken up and then written down as much as I can remember of the dream before it slips from my consciousness. Don't expect this to make sense, but it's a little interesting I suppose.

Dream 1

- two warring countries/factions

- mix between modern and ancient times

- protagonists steal a magic carpet (that looks more like a yoga mat than a carpet)

- return to the castle where the antagonists are staying in time to see a man named B----- (I can't remember the name, just that it started with a B) proclaiming himself to be a betrayer to an overly crowded hall based on what he's read in old stories (he believes himself to be reincarnated), everyone is fleeing the hall, and the man is taken away

- spying and sneaking around the castle, a young, malicious girl finds them hiding and alerts the guards, chase scene ensues

- the cars of the leaders are destroyed when the protagonists escape (parts of the castle were destroyed and landed on the cars (i told you, ancient and modern mixed, haha)

There's a part I left out because it involves drawing a diagram of the area of the castle, but it didn't make sense anyway, so oh well.

Dream 2 (slightly more coherent)

So I'm in a castle with a bunch of people and it's kind of like a People to People trip, and we're having a scavenger hunt where we are all split in to teams. I came late (I don't recall why) and some girl drags me into her group, when we're given the signal to start the game, me and this girl don't immediately start searching, we instead try to make a makeshift bag to carry around the stuff we will be finding. When we finally get to exploring, we find that most of the teams have already been taken out (it was also somewhat of a war game), the ammo that was used - strawberries. So entire corridors are littered with strawberries and we pass by one alcove where an entire team was seemingly slaughtered, their bodies lay in a circle, each of their heads pointing towards the center, strawberries lay all around them.

I figure that the reason strawberries were used as ammo in my last dream is because it looks a lot like blood if everyone is covered in the red juice. Morbid, I know, but it wasn't really a nightmare, so I don't know what's going on in my head.

I kind of hope I have that first dream again, it was really awesome, and I wish I could remember all the details, I want to make it into a story.