WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT
NEVER SLEEPING AGAIN
I HATE YOU BODY
NO SERIOUSLY WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT DREAM
So, Crowley is in the back of a taxi being driven by Dean, while Death is in the passenger seat, and they're driving through a dark road (not too dark, that sort of night-blue dark you get in movies, and they're driving towards what looks like a city, and Death is talking to Dean and Crowley about how Purgatory works [it would seem that Dean has got there somehow of his own accord, Death is acting as Exposition Guy, and Crowley is on his way to Purgatory courtesy of being a dead demon, and then we see Purgatory.
Purgatory is HORRIFYING. I think my brain decided to combine Perfume: Story of a Murderer, Constantine, Dragon Age: Origins and Dante's Inferno in such a way as to try and persuade me to never sleep again. Essentially, souls were like human bodies in this dream, and could take damage like a human body, but they didn't heal and they didn't die either. It was like a world of zombies where the zombies were fully conscious of themselves; if a tower in Purgatory collapsed, the people within it would come crawling out partially crushed or with limbs torn or broken and just FOR GOODNESS' SAKE BRAIN WHY DID YOU COME UP WITH THAT WHY D: and the taxi was driving towards a white beam coming up from the middle of Purgatory that apparently contained all the souls trapped between Heaven and Hell while the angel-on-angel war was ongoing.
The least messed up part of the dream was when it cut away to that one warehouse they're always reusing in SPN, where Castiel had summoned and trapped Balthazar, and they were arguing in a Castiel-being-righteous Balthazar-being-flirtatious sort of way, until Castiel got a little bit arrogant and mentioned God having brought him back from the dead, and then Balthazar got really really pissed because as it happened, Balthazar was the one who'd been bringing Castiel back from the dead - Balthazar explained how he was doing it, using the power given in sacrificing a human soul to resurrect Castiel, and it turned out that the reason why everyone (Crowley, Raphael etc) was after the whereabouts of Purgatory was that whoever gets access to that stream of souls basically wins the land between Heaven and Hell because of the sheer power afforded by that many souls in such a concentrated space.
So, yeah, sacrificing and destroying souls was the least messed up part of my dream last night, and I woke up shaking like a leaf.
;_;