Last nights dream

I was just reading National Geographic and came across a picture of a walrus that brought back a scrap of a dream I had last night. After thinking a bit harder I remember some more of the dream, which is unusual as I mostly forget what I dreamt about after roughly 5 minutes of being properly awake. I'm going to write about it now before I forget properly!!

I kinda have to tell it backwards because my dreams are sometimes so schizto that my mind wanders backwards and forwards between completely unrelated things, and then makes the connections afterwards, resulting in some strange stories.

I had escaped from somewhere, I'd gotten to this somewhere by boat...somehow, and so I had escaped and must have been on a sinking boat, or swimming or something, and some guy came along and picked me up, said he'd take me back to wherever I was going. He was really nice and we just chatted etc etc, bla bla bla.

Now we're on the shore and I'm running away towards whatever it is I'm going to, not sure where this bloke is, but I'm a running and I get to this window which is near the ground, I look in and see a bloody handprint on the window, past that are 2 or 3 people trapped in a basement. By now this is running kinda like a film, I think that I (or my character) was at one point trapped in with these guys and I've come back to help them.

They see me and look horrified, I then catch sight of my reflection in the window and my face is covered in blood....maybe that bloke wasn't so nice after all, but I don't remember that bit. All of a sudden he's behind me and he's got these claws like Wolverine lolz. I'm now seeing this as an outsider....the guy cuts me, or my character to ribbons in front of these guys in the basement. After he's finished obliterating me, he turns as if he's going through the window for the rest of them.
Now another character appears, he kind of reminds me of a borg type thing. He mullers Mr Claws and ignores the rest of the guys, standing over the remains of my character, looking bewildered and sad. As sad as a borg-man can look anyway....

Then I wake up (in my dream) alive, and in period costume of all things, we've gone back to Edwardian times or something. I'm wandering through some kind of stately home or museum when I come across a sculpture. This sculpture is one I've seen in real life, here's a pic of it. It's called 'Sphere within a Sphere' by Alfredo Pomodoro, this is the structure from which the borg man emerges, almost like the guys from Hellraiser and the cube. This is when I realise (in my dream) that the borg-bloke was the person who had locked us all in a basement, he must have been in love with my character and after I'd been killed he realised he'd done something awful and wanted to change things so that I had lived. He'd turned back and changed time so that he never emerged from the sculpture/gateway and so he never caused my death.

So....he was nicer than pinhead anyway.......

What a strange dream, a prize for the first person who can tell me what that bloody thing means! Have I taken it from a film script, or maybe 5 different film scripts Peter?? When I woke up and started thinking about it I immediately thought...'I was dreaming about that film last night'...before realising, no, it was a random dream with some characters thrown in.

Oh, and the walrus reminded me of the manatees that positively littered the water whilst I was either on my way from, or back to the basement....

.....incase you were wondering.