annarborjack: That must’ve been one freaky dream, dude!
I had the weirdest dream about a week ago…
I was a victim in this weird slasher film, with this guy, who looked pretty Asian to me (not to be racist or anything, just pointing that out), who ran up to people, who were reading this book (I think it might’ve been for some religion…it definitely wasn’t the Bible, that’s for sure!) and slice & chop them up into a million pieces with a shovel…
A friend of mine, who was another victim of the film, as well, told me to lay down and hide my head in a shovel, 'cause I would appear to be dead and the guy wouldn’t chop me up, for some reason. (I guess there’s the plot loophole there, huh? )
When the guy came and killed my friend, though, I think he came for me too, 'cause the next thing I felt was something being pushed into my back.
Now, here comes the weird part, I suddenly was watching the film continue on (my guess was that I was a ghost watching this take place), and I saw this film crew, who was unspooling the film from these gigantic film reels. Then, I turned to a fence, near where the film crew was, and, through one of the holes in the fence, I saw the killer’s narrow, creepy eyes staring at the film crew…
Then I woke up…
I sure do have the most “fascinating” dreams, don’t I?