I was with the same old gang that I mentioned in my previous dream. We were lowered by helicopter onto the top of a large hill. The guy operating the copter shouted to us that there was a car parked far below and that we could find it by following a trail that ran down through the bushes.
The helicopter flew away and we were left standing on top of the hill.
"Well," I said to the others. "I guess there's nothing else to do but go down this trail here. I'll go first."
I started down the trail and it didn't take me long to realize that it was extremely steep. I tried to stop myself but it was too late. I began to run involuntarily down the trail and all I could think to do was shout out a warning to the others that the trail was dangerous and for them not to follow me.
Every once in awhile a tree would zip by and I would try to grab some branches in order to slow myself down but this didn't seem to work because as soon as I grabbed the branches, they would slip through my hands and I would begin to go real fast again. I was virtually flying down the trail and how I managed not to fall down was beyond me. In addition, I noticed that the trail began to grow narrow and on both sides were steep cliffs where I caught the sight of monstrous animals that were walking and flying about in the gloom below.
Just when I was about to give up and let myself fall over the edge, I came to a broader spot on the trail where it was nice and level. I had made it down to the bottom of the hill. I didn't see a car anywhere but there was a small building that looked like an old-time gas station, minus the pumps. A door opened and someone walked out. I was surprised to see that it was the previous First Lady of the United States.
She greeted me with a smile and said, "You've had quite an experience. Come on inside."
I followed her inside and took a look around. The room was bare, except for some posters on the walls but they made no sense to me. She ushered me through another door that led to a tunnel. It was long, miles long, and we began to walk down it. The air was fresh and it was nice and cool in there.
"How far are we going?" I asked.
"Oh, not too far." she said. "In fact, here we are now."
We entered a room off of the tunnel and there, sitting in a chair was an extremely old space alien. I say 'space alien' but he looked like a typical old man. I don't know, something inside of me thought that he was other worldly. His face was heavily wrinkled and he had white hair and wore a silver space suit.
"Ha, you think I'm a space alien," he said, having read my mind. "Well, you're right, though the word alien doesn't really apply because I've been on this world longer than anyone else. In fact I was the one who introduced the earliest forms of life on this planet. Been monitoring things here ever since."
He pointed to a table that held a pitcher and glass. "Pour me a drink, would you?"
I went to the table and poured a thick, slow moving syrup like liquid into the cup. I gave it to him and he greedily drank the stuff.
"Maple syrup." he said. "From the hill out there."
"Oh, that hill." was all I could think to say.
"Not exactly the most glamorous of jobs, I admit, but somebody has to do it." he said. He handed the cup back to me and said, "Have you got any news for me?"
"No sir." I answered timidly. "This is all new to me...this room, the intricate tunnel system, the hill above and those horrible looking creatures that I saw from above."
"Creatures you say?" the old man shouted. "Out there?"
"Yes sir," I answered. "Aren't they your watchdogs or something?"
"Watchdogs!" he yelled while getting to his feet.. "Good grief boy, if I wanted watchdogs I'd have got myself some German Shepherds!"
With surprising mobility, the old spaceman ran across the room and swooped up a large broadsword that was leaning up against a wall.
"Time's a wasting, boy." he hollered. "The beasties are back! Wee! Come along, earth fellow, let's have us a hunt!"
I didn't really want to kill those creatures so I got up and acted like I was following him back into the tunnel, but then I held off and remained in the room. I looked around, hoping to see that the first lady was still in there, but sadly, she wasn't.
