As the dream began I found myself at a snack machine and I had my cellphone on me. I had 2 missed calls from a number I didn't know that had a New Jersey area code, and two voicemails left from the same number. The voice on the messages was a male voice, a high pitched, nasally voice. He called himself "Big Fat Artie." He was a former Primatech Agent offering me some kind of job. I deleted the messages and the number from my "missed calls" list. Then the dream changed.
I was at my parents' house. They were leaving to go to a parade but I was staying as I didn't feel well. It was just me and Buddy after they left. Then Angela Petrelli showed up with "Big Fat Artie." "Artie" whose actual name was Arthur, was very tall and very thin. I'd say he was about 6'3" to 6'7" and somewhere around 130 lbs. He had brown hair and extremely thick glasses. I know he had a power but I don't know what it was or what his last name was. Angela did most of the talking. She wanted me to come work for her. I declined and she left, cordially and left me a business card saying that if I changed my mind I could contact her. She also said something about me "wasting my potential." I woke up before I could get a look at the card.
ETA: 19 March 2009- So as I'm getting in from work I had a 2 second vision of Claude laying passed out on the floor in front of the door to my apartment.
I was at my parents' house. They were leaving to go to a parade but I was staying as I didn't feel well. It was just me and Buddy after they left. Then Angela Petrelli showed up with "Big Fat Artie." "Artie" whose actual name was Arthur, was very tall and very thin. I'd say he was about 6'3" to 6'7" and somewhere around 130 lbs. He had brown hair and extremely thick glasses. I know he had a power but I don't know what it was or what his last name was. Angela did most of the talking. She wanted me to come work for her. I declined and she left, cordially and left me a business card saying that if I changed my mind I could contact her. She also said something about me "wasting my potential." I woke up before I could get a look at the card.
ETA: 19 March 2009- So as I'm getting in from work I had a 2 second vision of Claude laying passed out on the floor in front of the door to my apartment.
