This one's for the Lovecraft fans in the audience
A brief clip from one of my dreams last night:
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I was in the kitchen making lunch, and I walked to the closet to get something out of it. Upon opening the closet door, I was met by a writhing mass of green flesh and squidlike tentacles which filled the interior. I closed the closet door with an expression of mild irritation on my face. Damn it all, I thought, I needed something from there.
I stepped into the next room, picked up the phone, and dialled a number. Hello? BPRD? Yes, Shub-Niggurath is in my closet. Can you send someone by to take care of it? ...Thanks.
I then returned to making my lunch.
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I was in the kitchen making lunch, and I walked to the closet to get something out of it. Upon opening the closet door, I was met by a writhing mass of green flesh and squidlike tentacles which filled the interior. I closed the closet door with an expression of mild irritation on my face. Damn it all, I thought, I needed something from there.
I stepped into the next room, picked up the phone, and dialled a number. Hello? BPRD? Yes, Shub-Niggurath is in my closet. Can you send someone by to take care of it? ...Thanks.
I then returned to making my lunch.