The Road to the Matrix Reloaded

In my dream somehow I knew I was in The Road, even though I was actually in a desert. The sky was all pukey-looking, so I guess that's how I knew it was The Road. Anyway, we were walking to some important destination when we got attacked by these huge spiders, about the size of, say, pug dogs. They looked like giant black widows, and if you kicked them or hit them too hard, they would break open, and hundreds of little baby spiders would stream out. Both the regular spiders and the tiny spiders were extremely venomous; one bite would kill you. Just as we had cracked open all the big ones and a cloud of tiny ones was forming, a helicopter came and picked us up, so we escaped all the tiny spiders.

The helicopter brought us to the top of an office building. We got out and entered the building. We were brought down a corridor to an office that was actually a portal into the "real world" of the Matrix Reloaded (you know, the one that actually sucks because there's no internet, the beds are made out of sandstone, and everyone keeps trying to get you go to rave orgies?). It turned out the "real world" was pretty similar to an urban flea market, except it was in a big stone cave. Everybody was trading things at stands. Oh yeah, I had begrudgingly saved a friend of ours (lets call her, the Alien), and, having helped her escape the Matrix, I was now responsible for seeing that she got settled in. She didn't have any stuff to survive in Zion (i had to look that up), but luckily our friend Colleen was selling a bunch of stuff. The Alien traded her cell-phone for a bunch of clothes and food. I remember thinking that was a totally crap deal, because cell phones are useless outside of the Matrix. That was the last thing I remember before I woke up.

I'm beginning to suspect that my brain is slacking off, and instead of generating new dream sequences all on its own, it just inserts me into shitty sci-fi/disaster movies that I may or may not have seen. Step it up, Brayne.