June 10th, 2002 CE

Vague memories, today, of my dreams.

The only set of images I clearly recall are of some sort of an alien creature who's body was composed of an orange goo who's composition and texture reminded me of Jell-O pudding; very smooth and shiny. His body was cylindrical, with two sort of tall protrusions sticking up out of the top of his head; not unlike soft-edged horns made of the same stuff as the rest of his body. He had vague facial features; little more than slits containing a mouth and two eyes, as well as arms and two short legs.

He was putting on some sort of space suit; it was coarse and deep moss green, with many silvery metallic buckles and connections. This was protective gear he would need for his journey between dimensions to earth, I understood. When he was done suiting up, he entered this dark, industrial-looking room, which was sort of a hard-edged octoganal tunnel, and thence into a glowing orange tunnel which was sort of a hole in space. As soon as he was through, he began to fall.

As he fell through this brillliant tunnel of light, something seemed to go wrong; he haid failed to observe some sort of necessary precaution, and he began too go mad. He started ripping his suit away in great chunks as he grew in size, taking on an entirely monstrous appearance; all claws and shining teeth. He landed right in front of my front door.

I can't remember much else about this dream. Two other aliens were sent after him, both dressed similarly to him. One was much shhorter than the other; they seemed to all belong to different species. At some point they were explaining to the first guy why they were after him. I remember nothing else.