Crocodile park

Ah, here I am again.

This is not reality but a surreal dream, the evidence are that I cannot tell whether it is day or night, I dun see my family and there are no people staring at phones like zombies.

Lets brighten up, it becomes day, let's populate area, my family and strangers starts running everywhere. I need to chill at a park. My tense legs in real life can't bring me far. It would be good to enjoy a picnic or such in my dream instead.

Alright, the park river seems a big too huge, it is like a horizontal lake and that makes this dream even more fake. Before changing the size, I am going to look into it, there are tonnes of colorful fishes and ocean manta rays swirling a park river, now that is over the top and too intence. A giant black lungfish dashed up the sky and splash drops of rainwater onto as though it knew I am going to change the scenery.

I tried and tried, but the as I narrow down the river, the land besides it becomes narrower too, a biker fell into the river. A grandma carrying a baby had both legs sunk into the river. A security guard blocking people from entering the river is instead swimming inside the river.

Well, at least the river is safe, there are no crocodiles or snakes or monster sized catfish. Oh wait a minute, I am not supposed to think about that. Try not to think about pink elephants and your mind will picture it. The river is now crawling with all kinds of creatures. Blood oozes the scene and people are dragging their feet towards the shore. There was a big whistle, calling everyone to leave the park. But the park visitors are entertained with the variety of fishes and monsters lurking underneath the wave.

I took out my camera and capture images, hoping that I can remember them when I wake up and make it into a story. But the more pictures I took, the closer I got to the lake. Because that is where the juicy part of the story is. A green and sharp reptile shook his entire body like a burping lizard, the splash blinding the swimming people. A grey shark opening its big wide mouth and devouring anything as long as it move. And many venomous snakes just skiddling together, trying to keep other animals away from them, they are tired of this mess.

I have many dreams but none as chaotic as this. It is time to balance things out. I pointed my eyebrow together and imagined myself doing pull-ups. And it worked, many sea creatures are gone, or should I say, replaced with green crocodilians. Their jaws snatching more and more preys and submerge them underneath the red river. My feet is on the sand, I am still safe. I peered sideways, and there are no crocodiles hiding in the bushes.

I moved backwards and backwards and breathed like through a pipe. "Brother, it is time to wake up." my brother thugging onto my pants. Oh, you think I do not want to wake up right now? I can't, I am stuck inside a nightmare I created myself. This is as amusing as a comedian dying due to depression, guess I shouldn't say that. Broken limbs and the quietness are left in the pinkish river.

One could see a hundred of more ancient looking dinosaur scaled crocodiles just paddling like nobody buisnesses. It is a crocodile park, as if any government is sane enough to construct such a park. If I am eaten, I might be able to wake up, ho, those angular teeths and banging jaws, I might have prolonged stress after I wake up too. Any ideas, any ideas, guys, save me.

Then, the overpopulated crocodiles started clawing and attacking each other in a frenzy. No, I did not do that. I watched everywhere in the park, a pale girl, a running man and a disturbed fisherman. Now which one of them looks the more suspicious. Well, the pale girl, of course, she is looking directly into the monster river and is not doing anything else like a park visitor would be doing.

I walked towards her slowly and called up her name, "Hey angel, did you help me?". She did not turned her head away from the river. "You are under a lot of stress in real life, try to keep that down or you will lose control of your mindbending power." I retorted,"It is just a dream, also I can't control other people in my life making things difficult for me.".

There was no response but the following words appeared in my mind, crocodiles will not eat you up but stress will. The pale girl disappeared and there was left a few albino crocodiles that were two-sized of a crocodile, they looked like they killing the other crocodiles just like how white blood cells functions. When I tried to solve my real life problems, I instantly waked up.