My First Encounter With: Jimmy The Rev Sullivan

Okay, so I am an employee at Target in real life and the funny thing is this dream began to take place at my work. I also got out of a relationship with my ex-fiancé about a few months back and I really do live by Dallas. This dream just happened this morning and I had to share it while it was still fresh in my memory. Call me crazy, but this is the second most realistic encounter I've had with Jimmy. Is it possible that he could be my guardian angel? Anyway, on to the dream...

The day was cold and it was even snowing a little outside. I'm working in the front as a cashier and checking out a line full of people like a typical busy Saturday. I had a closing shift and I wasn't happy about it, but the one thing that I was looking forward to was leaving to Dallas right after I got out of work with my friend and her boyfriend. But we were going there for the dumbest reason ever, and that was to drop off a red and green Christmas scarf to my ex-fiancé, who I find out joined a hippie club and called himself 'Tart'. Anyway, as I am checking out people, a weird looking scientist comes to my register with a small to-go plate in his hands. He looks at me and smiles, then he says "You have a friend that passed on, don't you? Do you know a James Sullivan?"

I look at him with a shocked expression on my face. "Y-yeah I know him. How do you know that?"

His smile never left his face as he looked at the small box. "I know things dear, believe me. And I want to try to bring him back for you."

"What? I thought people couldn't be brought back from the dead?" I couldn't find it in me to believe him. He just looked like a crazy scientist to me, actually he looked exactly like Albert Einstein. Anyway he kept on insisting that he was going to bring Jimmy back and each time he insisted, the more he saw that I wasn't believing him. Then a young doctor came over to my register and she had a to-go plate in her hands that looked exactly the same to the older man's to-go plate. When they both insisted on bringing Jimmy back, I gave in and let them do what they needed to do. I watched as they opened their to go plates and took out small portions of raw food and were putting them together like a puzzle. Only the foods were shaped as body parts and they were forming a tiny body together on my small red counter. Once they were almost done, I scoffed. "You know what? You two are wasting my time. I have to get back to work." The old man and the younger woman put everything back in their boxes and stared at me as they left the store. Later on that night, I get out of work and I text my mom to let her know that I am taking a small trip to Dallas. My friends then pick me up and we take off. Dallas is only four hours away from my hometown and the trip there seemed to take no more than an hour. We get to an apartment building and for some reason my friends figured it was a good idea for me to go there and leave the scarf. After ten minutes of arguing with them, I finally give in and go inside the building with the scarf in my hand. I get upstairs to his apartment and the door was unlocked. When I first look around his apartment, it's messy and empty. "Let's just get this over with." I say to myself. I call out his name until he finally comes out from another room and he looked like he was super high.

"Don't call me that anymore. My name is Tart now." He said.

"Well Tart, can you please take your stupid scarf so I can leave?" I said handing him the scarf, which he didn't take.

"Yes I will, but first I have to use the bathroom. So please wait for me here until I get back." He then goes to the bathroom and as soon as he shuts the door, two more people come out of the other room and call for him by his stupid nickname. They both look at me and ask if I had seen where Tart went.

"He went in there to take a shit." I say pointing to the bathroom, and like hypnotized idiots, they both go in there with him until I was left in the living room by myself, or so I thought.

"Still friends with your loser ex?" A voice came out of nowhere. I look around to see Jimmy sitting on the couch eating scrambled eggs with bread.

At first, I am stunned that he was there, but then I smile at him and casually go sit down next to him, almost like he never died. "No, I just came here to drop off a scarf."

"Oh, I see." He chuckled. "So how was your day?"

"Strange. First I find out my ex-fiancé is a hippie, and then two people came in saying that they could bring people back from the dead with food shaped like body parts. So I guess that means you're in a fridge somewhere." I laughed. Jimmy then let out a loud laugh and then looked at me like I knew something was going on or something. We stared at each other in like a small staring contest for a good moment, enough to where I noticed that for some odd reason he was wearing green contacts, but they eventually disappeared to reveal his crystal blue eyes. Once his eye color was revealed, we both started laughing and adjusted to where I was holding him really close and he had an arm wrapped around me. "I really missed you Jimmy." I said to him.

I could tell he was smiling. "I missed you too." He whispered.

And then I woke up.

Notes

Please let me know what you guys think or just leave feedback on how this made you feel. I know for a fact I didn't want to wake up from it. But I will save the date on when it happened. 07/16/2014. Once again, please no negativity. Love you DeathBats!