A little background before I get to the dream! I live in the far north, in a town called Yellowknife, in Canada. We have a large aboriginal
population, (I am Native American) that include Native Americans (Canadians if you want) and as well as Inuit (or Eskimo for the ignorant). There is
this old Inuit man (he may be around 50 years old) up here and he is homeless! When I was younger, he was always walking around drunk and high out of
his mind, talking in a really gruff and grisly voice, screaming Inuit words at the top of his lungs all the time! We called him the "Crazy Polar
Bear" when we were younger. To be honest, when I was really young he kind of scared me. He is still around, still the same, but I ain't scared of
him anymore, but now I just feel sorry for him. I hadn't seen him in like three years before this dream.
Anyway, to the dream. A few months ago I was having a really weird dream, and I was at my uncles old house, but for some reason in my dream it was
his sister's (my aunt's) place, and a bunch of my family on my mom's side were there! It seemed like a good time, we were all laughing and talking
and eating some caribou meat (YUM!!) and all was pleasant! My aunt decides to put on the TV and see what is on. She is switching channels, and all
of a sudden the old homeless Inuit guy shows up on the screen, no one really notices, but my aunt tries to switch the channel and he won't go away.
He seems to be looking at all of us in the room, like he can see us. So my aunt gets everyone's attention and makes us all look at him. I get an
uneasy feeling about this and tell her to turn off the TV. But she can't! As soon as she hits the off button, the old Inuit man starts to scream at
the top of his lungs, then the whole world seems to shake as he screams! Everyone starts to get scared, so I run over and unplug the TV. As soon as
I do, the old man gets really angry and starts to shake his head really fast while making loud noises like
growling and grunting, and I can see his face get really wrinkled like an old, old man, like he's ninety! We are all scared and can't do anything
about it, and he starts to laugh!
All of a sudden he starts to shake his head again, and he shapeshifts into like some kind of striped faced being, that sort of reminds me of zebra
stripes on his face, and he starts to scream again! No one can anything and I think that it must be the end of the World. Then I wake up sweating
and disoriented and happy that I am back in the real world again!
Two days later, that same old man decided to get drunk across the street from my place, on the steps of a church, and of course once he got drunk he
started screaming at the top of his lungs! I never felt so unnerved from another person before this!
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