Crazy Dream
Just had a really weird dream. Two guys living in a small mobile home-like building in central Canada, with slightly homo-suspicious but not necessarily erotic overtones. In that they are both nurturing, post-worldly, acutely-sensitive dudes leaving traditional male roles behind. Every so often, a group of three or four of their friends, all modeled after people I know who engage in similar behavior, stumble over on their way home from a nearby bar to keep them up late, puke on their floor, and crowd out their couches, which also serve as their beds because the house is so small.
For some reason, one of the guys occasionally has his kids, a boy and a girl (but maybe just a girl), from his last long-term relationship over to visit. I'm inventing this post-dream, but the ex-girlfriend is the type who just drops the kids off in the dirt driveway and speeds off in her hatchback. Things get muddled here. For some reason there is a little toddler, a black baby girl, who shows up every once in a while to play with the guy's daughter.
One day, an investigator shows up and says several people have gone missing in the area and these two dudes are suspects because of their semi-reclusive nature. He starts tearing up their house to the agitation of the two guys, who start arguing their innocence but also start trying to look for the body of the woman the inspector is looking for. The main guy notices the flagstones at the end of his driveway are looks and pulls them up. The dirt is loose underneath. Just then he noticed his drunken friends coming over again, and the demeanor of the investigator changes; he drops the pretenses of his investigation and says to the friends, "Go get the girls," and he runs off with one of the drunk guys, while the other two or three attack the two guys who live there.
Then there's a big action scene where everyone's running around the property, the drunks are trying to kill their friends and capture the girls, they girls are trying to hide and get away, and the two guys are fighting their 'friends' off. One by one, they pick off the drunks, leaving them in bloody heaps. But then the dream-camera does a close up on the second drunk to get left for dead, and he says to himself, "It couldn't be going any better if we wanted it to," or something to that effect. Suddenly you realize that they're making themselves some kind of intentional blood sacrifice at various key places around the property.
Back in the garage, the "investigator" has captured the neighbor girl and is conducting some kind of black magic ritual to steal her soul. The two guys come in and are paralyzed by some kind of magic energy, and crazy magic ritual shit begins to happen. Just then, the daughter rushes into the garage holding a chicken egg. The neighbor girl says, "You got a egg? Throw it!" The egg splats all over the ritual area and the spell is broken. The guys take out the investigator and everything is OK. The mother of the neighbor girl comes over, looking distraught as if she knows exactly what was happening, and says, "I'm so sorry, I should have known someone would come after her." She whispers an incantation into her daughters ear and her body vanishes and is replaced with a visible astral projection or somesuch. "I have to let her go to some place she'll be safe now." And the little girl's image giggles and vanishes.
I've been reading too much Swamp Thing.
For some reason, one of the guys occasionally has his kids, a boy and a girl (but maybe just a girl), from his last long-term relationship over to visit. I'm inventing this post-dream, but the ex-girlfriend is the type who just drops the kids off in the dirt driveway and speeds off in her hatchback. Things get muddled here. For some reason there is a little toddler, a black baby girl, who shows up every once in a while to play with the guy's daughter.
One day, an investigator shows up and says several people have gone missing in the area and these two dudes are suspects because of their semi-reclusive nature. He starts tearing up their house to the agitation of the two guys, who start arguing their innocence but also start trying to look for the body of the woman the inspector is looking for. The main guy notices the flagstones at the end of his driveway are looks and pulls them up. The dirt is loose underneath. Just then he noticed his drunken friends coming over again, and the demeanor of the investigator changes; he drops the pretenses of his investigation and says to the friends, "Go get the girls," and he runs off with one of the drunk guys, while the other two or three attack the two guys who live there.
Then there's a big action scene where everyone's running around the property, the drunks are trying to kill their friends and capture the girls, they girls are trying to hide and get away, and the two guys are fighting their 'friends' off. One by one, they pick off the drunks, leaving them in bloody heaps. But then the dream-camera does a close up on the second drunk to get left for dead, and he says to himself, "It couldn't be going any better if we wanted it to," or something to that effect. Suddenly you realize that they're making themselves some kind of intentional blood sacrifice at various key places around the property.
Back in the garage, the "investigator" has captured the neighbor girl and is conducting some kind of black magic ritual to steal her soul. The two guys come in and are paralyzed by some kind of magic energy, and crazy magic ritual shit begins to happen. Just then, the daughter rushes into the garage holding a chicken egg. The neighbor girl says, "You got a egg? Throw it!" The egg splats all over the ritual area and the spell is broken. The guys take out the investigator and everything is OK. The mother of the neighbor girl comes over, looking distraught as if she knows exactly what was happening, and says, "I'm so sorry, I should have known someone would come after her." She whispers an incantation into her daughters ear and her body vanishes and is replaced with a visible astral projection or somesuch. "I have to let her go to some place she'll be safe now." And the little girl's image giggles and vanishes.
I've been reading too much Swamp Thing.