Joined: Jan. 2004
|Posted: June 17 2004,10:59 am
SO, anyway, in the middle of this very strange erotic dream, I'm wandering around with a vampire (Spike from Angel, to be exact) and a few other people. There are the little girls that live in an attic in an old house, luring people in for thier mother (also a ghost) who would suck the life from them. Though I tried to tell my companions this...did they listen? No.
So they climb the stair to the attic, and while the mother is preparing to send them to the great beyond, I'm climbing the wall trying to save them from an untimely death. I look in the window, and Death is there, waiting for the moment, unseen by all but me. I scream, "DEATH!" And then everyone can see him, and he turns around and smiles (if I skull grin could be any wider) and screams back, "KAT!" So I crawl in the window and we hug, and have a plesant conversation while everyone is staring at us open mouthed. (In this dream, death was kind of both my husband and brother.) He waves the ghosts away, and as the others a filing out, Death grabs Spike and says, "Oh, and is THIS the guy that was bothering you before?" (Referencing the more erotic part of the dream) And when I say yes, he says, "Spike, I'd like to have a word with you." and drags him off and beats him up!
Ah, Death. The older brother everyone would love to have.
Crawling back into her tomb until the stars align again...