Friday, October 23, 2009

Of slums, pirates and vampire children.

So I fell asleep listening to the Christiane F soundtrack. And this what I dreamed. It was my 13th birthday (this is alternate world, I was really a Patera, I had a family but they weren't in the dream) and my friend was throwing me this party at this abandoned hotel where her and her friends stayed. It was this dimly lit, shabby, sad sack of a place. And there were no party decorations or cake or anything, just a bunch of opium that everyone was smoking. There were these two adults that were like a more sinister version of Patsy and Eddie from Absolutely Fabulous, and they were like den mothers to all the kids there. And there were a lot of kids, there was even one baby. So this dream basically followed my life from there, because I never after my birthday, I just stayed there for several years. No one could really leave this place even if they wanted to, but no one really wanted to because at this point most of us were addicted to the opium the den mothers provided us with. They never directly threatened us never to leave but there was an air of it. So one day I'm going through one of the more untouched rooms and discover a map of sorts, and it basically gives you instructions how to be transported to the ocean at any time. All you had to do was put some coins in your back pocket and with your hand in your pocket shake the change up and down one time. Having not smoked in a few hours, I was coming out of my opium haze and realized how bad it was there, and decided to take a chance with the ocean. So I did as instructed, and sure enough I was taken to the ocean. Just dropped right in the middle of some random body of water. I remember being angry that the instructions didn't specify where in relation to the ocean I would be taken but that soon didn't matter as a ship (A PIRATE SHIP) had spotted me and was coming to rescue me. So the captain of this ship was basically Jack Sparrow. So I spent much time on the boat blah blah blah about a month went by, Jack taught me a special way of swimming, and there was a pirate war. One time I was having a swim alongside the ship when someone yelled 'Look out!' and I looked out just in time to see another ship run me over, but it didn't kill me. Instead I was transported back home outside a supermarket and someone right near me lost their leg. So I went back to the hotel to try to collect some of my friends. So apparently things were a lot worse when I got back to the hotel. Everyone was scattered and hiding. I found my friend and asked her what happened, and she said about 12 hours ago they heard screams and strange noises coming from a couple stories up. So, because this is apparently a horror movie now, we went upstairs to investigate. There was blood on the walls and ceiling in the hallway and it was all leading to this room at the end of the hall. And I can't really remember what was there because in my dream it was actually really disturbing and scary, but basically there was a bloated dead baby that had been feeding on a live rabbit and some sort of vampire child that had tried to feed on something or someone but instead got her throat torn out. That's all.

2 comments:

Suzy said...

oh, wonderful, obsessive you.

Anonymous said...

good god. what a wonderful story to start my day with.