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Aug. 19th, 2004 02:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I dreamt, in enormous detail, of an adventure in space. Our little ship visited many planets and I think perhaps many times, but finally landed on a world with an immense swollen red sun, which appeared to be a large cardboard cutout. The sunlight was painfully, stinging hot. We had crash-landed, but the crew, who I think were random survivors of something, couldn't be bothered to organise or do anything, even to choose which rooms in the ship to sleep in. We were obviously doomed. One of the crew urinated all over the shower and the walls; he had had this problem for a week but hadn't told anyone. I forced some of the crew to take him into the planet's single town for medical treatment. ("Can you phone them?" I asked the captain; he gave me a Look. "Or use radio, or whatever." Obviously even if this backwater didn't have whatever cool communications system we used, they would still have radio.)
Earlier, when I was the Pertwee Doctor, I went into town, leaving the ship via a sort of large rolling metal ball. The ship was up on stilts, or something; the ball rolled off and then rolled down the path into town. I got out through a hole in the side, but the ball kept rolling - I realised I had no way to get back to the ship. The town comprised the usual mall I visit in my dreams, including the second hand book shop, this time part of a chain called "Irish Books". I remember thinking books would be an unlikely luxury in this apocalyptic scenario. Later, when I was Zoe from Firely, I also found a cupboard full of books on the ship.
The cats were there, of course. Frank was sitting on the front porch of the spaceship. His white bits had got red dust in them from the planet.
Earlier, when I was the Pertwee Doctor, I went into town, leaving the ship via a sort of large rolling metal ball. The ship was up on stilts, or something; the ball rolled off and then rolled down the path into town. I got out through a hole in the side, but the ball kept rolling - I realised I had no way to get back to the ship. The town comprised the usual mall I visit in my dreams, including the second hand book shop, this time part of a chain called "Irish Books". I remember thinking books would be an unlikely luxury in this apocalyptic scenario. Later, when I was Zoe from Firely, I also found a cupboard full of books on the ship.
The cats were there, of course. Frank was sitting on the front porch of the spaceship. His white bits had got red dust in them from the planet.