2008 December 26 Wedensday -Dream Entry-

I was in the liquor store alone. I bought something, using the whole entire twenty dollar bill. I had a ten dollar bill left, I was going use it for herbs. but I never got to. Danial came in to check up on me because I must have been taking a while. I got him a kit-kat bar.


It was thick with fog. I was walking alone, it was always peaceful to be walking alone. Every time I walked these streets of downtown, someone always has a shotgun aiming at me from their window. I saw a strange large truck. It was backing up. "Crematory" it said in the back. Everyone left that part of the streets. Fascinated, I stayed. A bar that lifted someone up from one side to the back said "Necromancer" on one side and "Witch" on the other. I stepped close to the truck to see this person, so close I was only a foot away from the truck. Black hair. Female. Petite. Pale skin. She smiled at me. I introduced myself to her. I came with her into the house. I held onto her hand so I would not get pulled away by something - or someone unnatural. Heads, only heads, set up in a room. floors were long patterns of wood. mouths open, eyes closed. The smell of death, foul, the scent of dried blood and rotten fetuses. she exclaimed each and every one of the heads, I did too. It was disgusting, and I wanted more.


I asked her to train me. She took me on her next call. 


A pair of legs with feet. Unnaturally large. I remember it being very foul. I remember thinking "things are much worse when you see them in front of you and not from the computer". I thought I would vomit if I got any closer.
but I wanted more, so I did. They were cut off at the knees, like someone used an electric saw to cut off the legs. Another set of legs were not too far away from the first one. It was not as bad and discolored as the first. The witch studied the second one after the first. I stayed with the first. They were the legs of ancient creatures, or a certain type of human, discoloration, blue, all over.


Elsa was in Christian's room, sitting at the computer. I poured gasoline on the computer and made a trail all the way outside, I lit it and hoped that it blew up the computer and at least damage her if not kill her, enough to keep me satisfied. There was a large snake in there at some point, I can't remember why. I think I must have taken it, or killed it in the fire, one of the two.


The same snake, and another one (perhaps not a snake, but some monstrous creature), trapped (in a garage place) two lines for student to line up in, they(the school) were trying to kill us. This repeated twice.


The first time, the students were released from the garage, the snake(s) tore students heads off, their limbs, killed them, ripped them, many got away, and many were all around me in pieces.


The second time, things were more in detail, I had background information about two or three students and more (I can't remember), I just remember one of them losing his minds in front of their parents and took off. But the ending of the repeat never came through, the snake(s) never got unleashed. I remember a guy from jobcorp there, I was surprised to see him lined up with the rest of us. He said to me, "Do you know why this is happening?" I didn't answer. he said "I do." At that moment, I knew he did something to get the other "snake" too. I DID know why that was happening, it made sense in my dreams, but now that i think bout it, it doesn't. It was because of the snake at my Christian's, I can't remember if i had killed the snake, damaged it in the fire, or took it out of the house and left it to roam. Because of that, I think people took him(the snake), or the snake must have made some sort of dealing with them (if not brainwashed).


I was getting ready to leave for jobcorp, Noe was outside my house in the porch, on a chair on the left fence, asleep. How long was he out there? It was cold out. I squeezed his shoulder, to wake him. I knew that he had been drunk because of his movements. He was rude to me when I spoke to him. I let him know that he was in front of my mom's house, on her porch and repeated his line of rudeness back to him. 


I remember walking to jobcorp, the walk was long, but I enjoyed it, I was alone, and I loved it. the way to get from place to place is by walking on wooden bridges (the ones you see at fishing lakes, the ones that come out from the land in to lake in a "T" shape) anywhere off the bridge was the ocean. (I guess this dream, confirms my obsessions with the ocean and the creatures that lie within it) I eventually got to jobcorp, the usual manifestation of snobby teenagers or adults who didn't finish "pubertating" yet, got on my nerves. But I set my sight on the oceans and forgot about them. Why did I even care about their existence in the first place?


(I thank this dream)