It’s been awhile since I had any weird dreams, which is why (I guess) this one seems to be even weirder than usual.
I was on a planet that had four moons. One huge one, one medium sized one and two tiny ones (they all looked like Earth’s moons, except in various sizes). The moons kind of orbited the planet, but they mostly stuck around a black hole/wormhole. And I mean hole, it was two dimensional. On the other side of the hole was Earth (or somewhere close to Earth; it could’ve been another star system, but the other side was definitely ‘home’). I’m not sure if the moons were flat or round, they seemed like they could’ve been either.
So then while I was watching, the moons all went and lined up (the big one in the back, the medium sized one and then the two smaller ones) and they blocked the wormhole. Everyone was concerned because it was a colony planet and we needed supplies from the other side.
We tried to come up with a plan to contact Earth, to tell them what was going on. But it involved having to poke a wire through the wormhole, but we couldn’t get to the wormhole, so that idea was scrapped. I think there might’ve been another couple theories proposed, but none of them were accepted as working.
So since we needed things, we decided to mount an expedition to another part of the planet that had supplies (I guess it was preparation for another colony on the planet). I volunteered, might’ve even suggested going for supplies in the first place, and someone else went along. We took the only vehicle in the colony, which happened to look like a Ford 2-door hatchback, but it seemed to be an all-terrain vehicle.
We also took the only (hand drawn) map of the area. So we’re going along and suddenly we come to a construction site! There are native inhabitants of the planet, which we somehow overlooked! They didn’t know about us, either. And, despite the fact that they were building things like highways and overpasses (with stoplights), they didn’t seem to know about cars or propellers. There were also no horses and carts, so the highways and freeways would’ve been for just foot traffic. But they had several lanes like a modern highway does, as well as being made of asphault.
So, anyway, we set up a demonstration of propellers and the natives were amazed ‘Wow! We don’t have to row anymore!’ ‘Well, you can hook the propeller up to a crank to make it turn, but you don’t have to row, that’s true.’ Then we demonstrated the car, which for some reason I had been able to pick up and carry under my arm. They were amazed at that, too.
Finally, they ended up telling us that the moons stopped orbitting every so often, but they would start again soon. We should go home and not worry. So we did and the moons did start moving around again. And that was about when I woke up.