Hoypellid

On a grassy field approaching an old house. There was a line of trees ahead then another area of grass that gently banked up to the property. Hiding in this treeline and slowly creeping across the grass and up to the building. The house was slightly creepy, with a long timber verandah to the front. It seemed to be abandoned and there was a sense of something frightening. Recall being close to the house and a drainpipe was shaking violently. There was a character with no face there. He seemed to be screaming kind of silently under his non-face-

Lorgennev

Lying in bed. Woke up and switched on the small angle poise on my bedside table. Being an energy saving bulb it flickered slightly prior to staying on. However, the bulb continued to flicker at this point of ignition. Suddenly I realised there was an identical lamp next to this that had switched on independently, it too flickering in the same way. I then realised my whole room was full of lamps flickering at this low ebb, drawing on the house's power in order to flourish. I suddenly took fright, realising that this overloading would mean a fire would break out. I heard my brother wail from the adjoining room and knew this meant that there was already something aflame. I ran to my parents' room, sure in the knowledge that if we switched off the power at the mains the fire would cease. I knocked on my parents (carpet coated?) door and entered. Both of them had my father's head on their shoulders, my mother lying reading on the bed, my father sitting on the edge, exuding an air of calm confidence. He and I headed to the meter cupboard where I flicked one switch, then another and, before long, I was rapidly switching a multitude of multiplying switches! All the while my brother's steady wail was sounding in the background. I ran upstairs to his room and flung open the door. Oddly, the swing of the door created a clear path through the fire across the floor to the foot of his bed. Strange flames, akin to fake movie effects, flickered up the curtains to my right. I lunged forward to my brother's bed, clutching at the form of the burning blanket-

Erttle

"Coma patient becomes Dr Dong in street"-

Pillett

Kelburn Primary School. In the old Primary 1-3 building. In the stairwell, which was simple concrete steps and landings with coloured tubular steel handrails. I think/recall these were yellow, red and perhaps blue? The open central stair void was slightly frightening and I often felt like I was teetering at the edge. Some of us were climbing the steps but the landings were shifting and moving, retracting back from us, meaning we would have to leap to reach them. Seemed to be perched on slender concrete ledges around the perimeter of the stairwell too, clinging on for fear of falling. At some points the handrails were dangling – Towering Inferno-like – and we had to risk climbing up them (to reach the top?)-

Klowfeth

http://paulpope.com

Looking through a magazine at a "Top 100 of this..." list, a "Top 100 of that..." list and the like. I flicked to a page titled "Top 50 heroes to appear in film in 2009". Batman, to my surprise, was in first place at Number 1. Slowly, as I read and absorbed this list (Joker was at Number 5) I was absorbed into the actual scene. Batman towered next to me (I was Number 50, I was sure) and I noticed his costume was very overwrought, his ears very long and his nose incredibly pointed. The actor(?) therein was very tanned, possibly Latino or Italianate. At this point Batman, and subsequently, all hell broke loose and I suddenly realised I was perhaps Animal Man and, as such, stood no chance in this fight. Great power bolts were being fired and the security/police guards who were now attempting to restrain everyone were taking a beating. One of these bolts just missed me, blowing a hole in the side of our train transport. These developments about location and others seemed to be obvious to me at the very moment they occurred - I simply knew we were on a train. A Luke Cage-alike in a blue costume, who I also assumed to be Animal Man helped me through this breakage and out onto the side of the train. This same character, now sporting a Russian accent, proceeded to clamber round to the very front of the train, of the typical US chunky design, and seemed to 'metallically' absorb it whilst simultaneously sort of spewing it back out in a smooth, shiny aluminium solder-alike splodge. This process brought it to a halt-

Hiding in a garage with the Luke Cage guy, fearful of pursuers, as Thor sought to construct a version of his hammer from suspended pieces of swaying timber-

Sirtzanno

"History of Clubbing" jigsaw. I am spread-eagled close to it, arms outstretched, holding the 4/5 completed puzzle in place with my hands. It's unfinished around the edges. There is no physical wall behind the puzzle - I am pressing it against an invisible force and it hangs in mid-air. Behind me, sort of wrapped in and around each other, are 5 or 6 people who are adding pieces here or there. I am scared as we prepare to switch over the task of holding the puzzle in place, 2 people bracing and moving in to undertake my Atlas-like role to allow me to participate. Enn Tee is there and she's showing me some pieces. I bash her leg or she bashes mine as we get out of our respective ways? A man then sort of announces himself and somehow surfs his way, creating a tunnel, through the tangle of bodies-

In a supermarket looking at (what I realise is) packed frozen fish. From somewhere comes the ceaseless chant, "See some ices, it's us!"-

Funtistle

http://madeupinbritain.uk

A long time ago. On The Broomfields at the shore front at Largs. Lots of people gathered to watch a Concorde jet plane doing truly spectacular loop the loops. As it constantly repeated this stunt I remember thinking it was looping far too near to the ground and it did a final loop and crashed. Very scary-