It began with a trip to a kindergarten for a school project. I was there with some friends, and some not-so-friends. At some point, a male acquaintence of mine began to hold my hand. Then, he went behind me and held me close to himself. I just went with it, being incredibly lonely and all. He let go after a few minutes. All of us in the group saw the children playing on thier smartphones at lunch time and thought back to our childhoods in the early-mid-2000s when that wasn’t the case.
After eating lunch — a strange egg made too look like an eyeball — I noticed a friend of mine, an attractive, redheaded girl who I shall call E, in distress. She was turning into a small, purple creature almost resembling a Pokémon of some sort. I went to try to help, but suddenly I was unconscious.
I woke up confused in a hospital. My watch was broken and said the date was 0. A doctor noticed that I was awake and took me to the nearest bathroom to look in the mirror. I had two heads: my normal one, and the head of the purple creature next to it. I asked it if it was E, but it did not answer. It hung to the side, and I noticed it now lacked eyes. It was evidently dead, but attached to my body anyway for some reason. I was told that it was necessary to save the girl’s life. I also managed to figure out that I had been in a coma for over a month.
I became highly distraught, having missed over a month of school. I screamed at my parents that I would never catch up, fail everything, drop out, and that life was meaningless. They told me to calm down and pray about it, and I exclaimed that it would do no good. God didn’t want to help me. I then adopted my own religion (called Religious Centrism, which now I have no idea what that meant). My father called me a godless heathen and left.
I went back into the restroom to do my taxes for the first time in over a month before leaving the hospital. Upon leaving, I saw E. She was completely normal and healthy now.
There was more to the dream, but I don’t remember much, other than at some point getting into an argument with someone over who was the best Robin.
This sounds like the unofficial sequel to Eraserhead.