Die, giant sea snake
I woke up this morning dreaming about a sea snake the size of a Tyrannosaurus Rex. I am thinking this image stuck with me because of having read this thread about rattlesnake stunts. Anyway, this snake was in some fairly shallow water and rearing up in a menacing fashion.
Fortunately for me, I happened to be carrying a battle laser. It was a metal case about the size of a suitcase, with a long coiled, orange hose going to a sort of nozzle like a sprinkler. I hit the switch and sort of charred some parts of the top of the menacing snake. The beam was invisible, but you could see its effects. I aimed the nozzle a little lower to hit the snake on its underside, and it kind of capsized and drowned.
Anyway, I kind of liked the idea of a lethal battlefield device which looked less like a firearm and more like a piece of gardening equipment.
2 comments:
I wonder if it would be a blessing or a curse if our dreams actually manufactured objects? If we could sleep and dream something and then awake to find one (of whatever it was) out in the garage. It would be an interesting superpower, anyway. The kind fraught with all sorts of downsides. I think I'm basically thinking of The Lathe of Heaven only with a more merchandise/product focus.
There would be a lot of adolescent kids with PS3s and Wiis out there then. And probably a ton of deceased pets and family members brought back to this world too.
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