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03 May 2005 @ 11:30 am
silence of the lambs meets frankenstein  
Holy shit, I had the weirdest dream this morning...

I came home to find someone waiting for me inside the door. He was a cross between Nathan, Vincent Kartheiser and Edward Furlong... anyways, he's standing there kinda swaying, and you can tell that something is wrong. He doesn't say anything, just turns around and stumbles a few feet then falls to the ground and there's blood on the back of his shirt. I look to see and notice a large hole, like his kidney had been taken out or something. Then this other dude jumps out of nowhere and instantly I know that he wsa the one who did all of this. I can't remember his details or who he looked like... My dream self stayed cool in spite of the situation, and the guy revealed his plan. He was constructing something along the lines of Frankenstein's monster for himself and had been collecting body parts from random people and all he needed now was my skin. He had constructed the body from the inside out and wanted a whole piece of skin, so it doesn't look all stitchy and weird all over the place. So then he started to attack, and I suddenly had a trash can in my hand and hit him with it until he was down. There was some stuff on the counter that looked like cake batter in large ziplock bags, and for some reason I started to mess with those like nothing was wrong... I have no clue why... so he gets back up and attacks again and I'm not ready for it so I fall and say "That is so not fair! I wasn't ready!" At that moment my cell phone rings and I answer it (keith was calling) and it disconnects. With cell phone in hand I start to run out the door and redial Keith and he picks up, but doesn't say anything. I started screaming frantically into the phone saying "Keith, oh my god you have to help me, call 911, this guy is trying to kill me... (silence on the other line)... Keith? Keith!?" It disconnects. THe killer must have already gotten to Keith before me. I run to my neighbors house and bang on the door until they open it and breathe a sigh of relief and collapse inside the door. They ask what's going on and I can barely utter the words "He... He's trying to kill me..." Kate gives me a hug, they say it'll be alright......

I think that's where I woke up. It was a pretty vivid dream... lots of color... really wierd. Anyways, I gotta get dressed and leave for class...
 
 
I'm feeling...: weirdweird
 
 
 
zombies_with_gunsjvond4915 on May 3rd, 2005 09:12 pm (UTC)
hmmm...
Ok, no more horror movies for you...that dream has so many aspects of so many differant horror movies its not even funny...ya...lay off the horror movies already...
Heather Joneszerocoolphreak on May 4th, 2005 06:13 am (UTC)
Re: hmmm...
hmm... and I haven't even been watching any lately... no wait, i saw amityville horror on 4-20 then watched Blade 3 the day after.... but that couldn't be it...
skitchskitch000 on May 5th, 2005 02:02 am (UTC)
that's freaky.

though, the guy might have picked someone perhaps a little taller for his monster? ;)
Heather Jones: camozerocoolphreak on May 5th, 2005 02:10 am (UTC)
ha ha... :-P