So I totally had one've the trippiest chain of dreams, last night.
The first starts off with me wandering around this massive shopping store because I've apparently lost my credit card and someone's been maxing that thing out - and it was here that they were using it. Just a bunch of stuff has gone missing around the store and, for some peculiar reason, I'm trying to find and locate all of the stolen/ill-purchased items. It's almost like a mystery game as I'm wandering around, talking and questioning random employees and customers as of to if they've seen anything suspicious involving stolen goods.
Then I'm caught in a battle of past and present with this demoness succubus who, despite the succubus name, doesn't look very pretty. Basically an ancient demon carcass or something. Dried, leathery flesh - missing eyes (just dark sockets) and a gaping mouth with jagged teeth and claw-like bony fingers. Well, I'm fighting her and - at the same time - she's forcing me to experience this hellish past aboard this titanic-like ship where there's nothing but 40's-60's style gunfights going on all over the ship. As I'm proceeding along, I'm stumbling into "living" dead people - Just bystanders who were shot to death but never actually died. It was all pretty violent. All I had to do was just continue wandering around this ship, I guess, but I would 'transition' back to the present - Fighting with the demoness.
Well, it got down in the fight with her where it was almost a battle of Will's and I, apparently, lost. She had spider-like claw legs that she used to subdue me, then she began just mauling the flesh from my body - And I sat there and watched in 3rd person as she stripped flesh and muscle from my body until I was literally a skeleton - But I was still "alive". She drops me to the ground and uses a staff to crush my skeletal neck, which leaves on my head - Which is still alive.
She tosses my skull casually onto the ground - Which then instantly forms into a child of about 5-6 years old wearing these elaborate robes.. In a surprisingly seductive voice, she tells me, "I'm going to enjoy raping and murdering you." Then, as she's bowing over me as if to start eating me again, I suddenly notice that the kid (I'm still watching from 3rd person) has a katana concealed within his robes. Faster than I can see, the kid whips out the katana and, in one smooth motion, slices open the demoness' throat. She wasn't close enough for it to connect, full on, but just the tip of the blade apparently cut open her throat and she stumbled back in a fountain of blood. Then, for some reason, she turned into a child, as well - except she lacked any of the fanciful, elaborate clothing. Then the robed child said to the crying demoness child, "I'm going to enjoy raping and murdering you." Then that portion of the dream abruptly ended.
Then I found myself stepping outside of the house I currently live in, walking out the front door, and across the street to my neighbors' house. I was apparently watching his dogs for him while he was out of town. All I basically had to do was feed the dogs and make sure they had water. Well, the dream skips ahead and I'm approaching the neighbor's door and I hear sounds inside, like a small group of people are watching movies or something, inside. I knock on the door and, to my surprise, some black guy in his early 20's answers the door. I'm like, "So where's the owner?"because, for some reason, I know that these black guys are -not- the owners of the dogs and house, but then the owner comes out - This middle-aged native american. Long, braided black hair and a fat face. He's a bit chubby - leaning towards fat.
So I'm obviously relieved to see this guy and I ask him if everything's alright - If he still needs me to watch out for his dogs - and he says that I've been doing him a great favor by watching over his dogs, he said "lessening my stress" or something to that affect. Then, in appreciation of my efforts, he offers for me to do a line of cocaine from this massive picture he owns made completely of cocaine. So I do a line. Kind've. More like a pick some up in my fingers and snort it.
As I'm leaving, one of the black guys asks if I've got any games and I tell them I have an Xbox360 and some games. We head back to my place, grab the console and, specifically, Left 4 Dead 2.
The dream ends as I'm heading back across the street.
