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In my dreams last night I was in this House of Leaves style place. I ended up tearing out the throats of a bunch of creatures coming out of the depths of the house. It's a good thing that I can turn into a wolf creature, apparently.
The point of the dream was to keep me there and not let me wake up. Also, this was one of those dreams where you consistently wake up inside more dreams.
I'm happy that my dreams are very realistic, I could feel the inner bits of the neck- bones and veins and muscle- in my mouth. I could taste the blood.
Eh, it was interesting. The leader of this had borrowed my friend Bill's face. Just his face, attached like Pavi.
I was opening a bunch of doors in this house, though.. so it's partly my fault.
The point of the dream was to keep me there and not let me wake up. Also, this was one of those dreams where you consistently wake up inside more dreams.
I'm happy that my dreams are very realistic, I could feel the inner bits of the neck- bones and veins and muscle- in my mouth. I could taste the blood.
Eh, it was interesting. The leader of this had borrowed my friend Bill's face. Just his face, attached like Pavi.
I was opening a bunch of doors in this house, though.. so it's partly my fault.