Alien assault

In my dream last night, I was in the research center from Alien Ressurection. I entered the chamber where the aliens first escaped by killing one of their own in the movie just after that occurrence. I looked around out the window which was now broken and saw some of the aliens still moving around outside freeing their brethren.

I jumped out the window and climbed a ledge to a door. Once through the door I was in a hallway and I started to look around for a place to hide when I realized that anywhere a person would want to hide would be right where the aliens were hunting. I jumped up grabbed two pipes and started to swing myself up but couldn't make it, so I dropped back down and went out another door and found myself in a long dark hallway that was huge. The ceiling was at least 25 feet high and the width about 15 feet.
I was with others though. One guy was freezing the aliens as they came at us and I was shooting fire at them causing them to break from the massive temperature change. Well, it was more like shooting intense heat that sometimes was accompanied by fire. A third person was tackling the semi frozen aliens that didn't immediately break. Apparently, the ice-fire combination somehow neutralized their acid blood.

We were holding the fort at this hall because we knew it was the only way the aliens could get out. We kept finding other people to rescue as we did this. After the aliens started showing up less and less frequently, we decided to regroup right outside the hallway.

Once I left and looked back at the "hallway" I realized it was a giant tent thing. We were outside in the broad daylight with a bunch of people we rescued. We checked on a few of them and decided the only way to finish off the aliens was to go back in and slowly torch the entire tent while they were trapped inside. I looked around for a weapon but only found a wicked looking dual bladed knife. Some big dude said we should just torch the whole thing, so he and I got in a fight that ended with me holding the serrated edge of the knife to his neck and telling him if he wanted to be a coward and run that was fine, but we would do the right thing.

So we went back in. I used my right hand to toss heat and fire at the aliens and the tent behind us so that it burned as we moved forward making sure nothing got past. The frost guy and the pummeling girl went with me. She asked how we were going to burn it down so I torched a bed near the entrance and we watched as the fire built up for a second. And it became clear that if we didn't do our best we weren't going to make it. So we started moving forward as more aliens started coming at us. One of the aliens had a very human shaped skull, but was still the same black shiny color of other aliens, but it refused to freeze, so the pummeling girl jumped on its back and started beating it while I stabbed it with the knife, unfortunately, this also meant that sever small scorpion like aliens were starting to defrost, so I grabbed a metal pole and started smashing them while pummeling girl finished off the human skull alien. They all bled thick blue blood.

As we continued forward burning the path behind us we found a bed with someone hiding under it so we took them with us. After turning the corner past the bed the tent disappeared and became a paved road running through a huge grassy field. But we all acted like this was just fine and kept going forward toward a city like thing in the distance.

I vaguely recall at one point turning around and thinking we couldn't go further or something. But the rest is too fuzzy.

The knife looked something like this:

The blade was blackened and about 12 inches long and the handle was a neat looking cross hatch with leather. The hilt was a round black metal with a finger grip. The blade was razor sharp on one side and nastily serrated on the other and could lock in 2 positions: straight out and at a slight angle towards the finger grip.

Laje
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Finals! Argh

In my dream last night I was running late to get to the final exam in one of my college classes. By the time I found the right room I was already several minutes late. The class was apparently a geography class, but the final was not in the normal classroom, it was in what looked like a shop classroom. There were only a few desks and some students were using various shop machines to do their exam. I was forced to work on a lathe.

The test was an open write test with only one question:
Using what we've learned in class describe an island.

I suddenly had massive writer's block. I couldn't recall any terms from the class (which makes sense from a real life perspective since it's been ages since I took any kind of geography class) and I couldn't even get a feel for where to start.
I stared at the blank page on my paper for sometime before the instructor came over and asked what were the papers under my lined paper. I hadn't even realized they were there.

One of the papers was something that looked like a typed out version of this test. It started with someone describing the weather of the island, but had blank spots with lines under them like a fill in the blank test. The name on top of the page was something like Truong Dang (it's starting to fade now).
The instructor told me no notes and if it was anyone else he'd have failed me as I tried to explain that I hadn't seen those papers and they must have been left on the "desk" from a previous class.

I then went back to work but my paper had shrunk to only about 3 inches square and was now covered with random pen scribblings I had jotted down. I asked if anyone had some extra paper I could use. After a few minutes finally two people each handed me a sheet but I was still drawing a blank on getting any good details. I tried to recall what little I'd seen typed on the other paper and started randomly putting more ideas on the new paper.

I vaguely recall looking out and see the last rays of light in the hills through the open door. Something about a motorcycle and my pen getting jammed up on the grooves of the lathe.

Laje
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