Dreams are AWESOME

I had another strange dream, and if I'm any type of prophet, Jack Black is as good as dead. See, in my dream, I was at my sister Katie's house. They had a large air strip in their back yard. Apparently her daughter, Ali, would escape often and go wondering around. So as a result, Katie and Jason had a whole emergency system that could be implemented at a moment's notice to find her. So I'm chilling at her house, and we notice Ali isn't around. So we sound the siren, and begin the search around the house. I look out the window, and see Ali. I also see Jack Black holding Ali's hand, bringing her back home while walking along the air strip. Well, part of this emergency plan was to have a small Cessna plane fly around. So the plane was just in the midst of taking off as Jack and Ali were walking down the strip. Well, the plane didn't see the two, and the wing of the plane beheaded Jack Black. Bad luck for Jack Black, imo (imo stands for in my opinion). But we were all glad to have Ali back.

And lastly, the dream that I references awhile ago. So I was on a special BYU police force, and I got sent to intercept this pilgrimage of beautiful young women in a volcano cult. They were trying to get up into a volcanic mountain. We got there right as they were about to go up into the mountain, and we stopped them from going up. We were to detain them until we could get more help. As we were waiting, these beautiful women kept trying to get us to go up with them, promising us salvation. It was tempting! The trail looked mysterious with a faint red glow at the end where the trail went out of sight... It was really tempting to see what they were talking about. In real life, I have a co-worker named Zack. He was in my dream, and was with me on the BYU police force. He actually broke down and listened to the women and went up to into the mountain with 2 of them. I remember thinking that he was probably going to get sacrificed and thrown into the volcano. So, as we were waiting, these midgets showed up. The were dressed as small bushes, and when they stood still, they became invisible. They also were holding small, Roman broadswords. The midgets surrounded us, menacing us with their broadswords. Then, their master, the high priest of the volcano cult came. He was made of parchment paper with old language written on it. His shape was that of a gingerbread man. He too, would disappear if he stood still. So, all these midgets surrounded us with their swords. All of a sudden, out of a hedge rushed a line of full-geared Navy SEALS. A fight ensued with the midgets poking everyone with their swords. Then the SEALS got the situation under control and I woke up. The end.