Ok forgot trains, this was one of the raddest feeling dreams I've ever had
Wide angle shot. An small crowd of people is gathered around an old man. They're all arguing about something. Someone suggests they enter a building. The entire crowd complies and goes in. It's a massive sky scraper with many different apartments.
Inside, a sleezy looking man confidently directs the crowd into a particular apartment. The viewer expects to find some confirmation inside, something that the man wanted to point them at. But for all intents and purposes, the apartmnet seems to belong to someone else. Yet the crowd is following along with conviction. They explore the entire thing. Out the other side, the man leads them to another.
Now a woman at the front protests. Plot twist: in this universe, suggestions in a crowd are almost compulsory. If someone tells a group to do or believe something, the default is always that they do it. Though when other are shouting contradictory things it can get messy. The sleezy looking man is a professional. He uses this effect to steer the people on purpose. His technique will make it so no-one disagrees and he can control the entire crowd to his ends.
He tries coaxing the woman. But she's not having it. "It seems like all we're doing is looking through someone else's apartment," she says. They argue a bit. Then she slaps him.
Unbeknongst to everyone and the audience, slapping has a magical effect. The spell breaks immediately, all influence of the man vanishes. The entire crowd flocks down into the entrance hall at once. But they don't leave.
Someone is telling them about a creature they saw called {name}, a large cat on a tree. He's suggesting they find {name}, catch and eat it. The volatile crowd agrees at once. The old man is walking up to a tree, still inside the entrance hall. He turns into a cat, I think hoping to lure {name} to them. The camera zooms in. It is not a normal sized cat. It's massive.
"It is that large," says the man who brought up {name}. "That looks exactly like {name}. That is {name}."
The flock of people begins crowding around the tree, wanting to catch the cat/old man to eat him.
One of the people, he's one of the good guys, has turned into a small wolf. He's left the room through a door at the side. I'm now in the crowd and I think he's looking for some way to help. But he's telling me to keep the door open. A bit further open. I push it. It's resisting but I keep it open.
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Topic: The Necro Wars (Read 356086 times)