Early this morning I had an unusual dream. An unseen guide took me to a darkened place where I was offered a chance to meet some alien creatures that lived on our planet. I was warned that I had to be brave as what I was about to see would seem shocking. Having faith in my escort, I nodded and was then “immunized” with some sort of shot. We proceeded down this metal staircase into an underground labyrinth.
There were countless humanoid creatures here, small in stature. They had prominent eyes (glasses?) and very clearly expressed desperation at their situation. They wanted to reach the surface but this was too dangerous. I felt very sorry for them, though I knew there was nothing I could do. Without comment my escort brought me back out of this place.
An insect near my nose awoke me from the dream. As my attention returned to the room, I clearly heard a voice quietly say “hey Mark.” My wife was asleep next to me and though she sometimes talks in her sleep, she almost never calls me by my name. Nor did the voice seem to echo from our bedroom walls: it seemed to have been in my head. I wasn’t alarmed so much as curious.
The clock read 12:58 AM. I spent a minute looking around the room, wondering about the dream and who might have called my name.