After
watching a scary movie, I went up to do my PD assignment that I should be doing instead of blogging.
Of course, however, I fall asleep.
Into a dream.
where im a boy (yes, a boy -_-) named Donnie who's trying to return to my aunt, Cherie (who is my landlord) who can give me a safe place to live. I'm hiding from a millionaire who looks
Robert John Burke from Gossip Girl.
Why?
I don't ever hear this but I "know" it's because he is convinced I'm a danger to society and I need to be locked up and tortured. But before I go to aunt Cherie's house I need to steal back my parents' belongings that the millionaire seized when he kidnapped and tortured my parents to death.
Weird thing about this dream, though. I'm also myself - audrey. I enter the household of this millionaire for a corporate party and i know all about donnie vs. millionaire. I wander and wind up in a room on the second floor where it smells kind of funky. I see a couple people unconscious on the floor.
I look in their hands and there's half eaten jello. I know almost instantaneously that it's "sleeping jello" and look up to find balloons with holes in them - leaking sleeping gas. I conclude that this room is important and the millionaire is definitely expecting donnie. (ps. i think i'm quite awesome with my detective skills)
i run out to the balcony only to see a trap door in the roof swing open, and donnie fall to the floor below me, while a whole bunch of balloons emitting the same gas are released with him. I look down to find his body but it's already being dragged off by the millionaire's chefs.
I wake up after seing a red balloon tied to his ankle.
i hate dreams that make your adrenaline pump.
damn scary movies.
