Saturday, March 13, 2010

Awful dream.

Awful, awful dream last night.

I was going on a business trip and I booked the cottage suite at this swanky hotel in the small town I traveled to. Everything on the exterior was very nice, but the hotel staff was a family of dirty, hunched people who were missing teeth and insisted on waiting on me personally- in my room. Once I got into the room, it was like a scene from an old horror movie. The tiles on the walls were cracked. Every thing was rusty and the decor was circa 1962.

Mia was with me and so was someone else who looked just like me, though at first only I could see her. It was her that warned me to be careful around those people.

The daughter stayed with me in my rooms as I started to unwind. Me, me, and Mia sat on the couch and she turned on the television for us. She insisted we watch a movie that was her family's favorite. We watched it for a short while, and then it started showing gruesome images of people being butchered along side cattle. Then the scene flashed to people jumping off a tall building and slowly following their descent to the ground- focusing on the carnage of the impact. I asked her to change it and she said no, it was just getting to the good part. Then a man with an ax ran into a large train station and started mauling people. I got up and took the remote from her and said Ma'am, I do NOT like scary movies. I want to watch something else.

She didn't say anything, but when I went out of the room to change Mia's diaper, she changed the channel back and hid the remote.

I got angry and asked her to give us privacy. She protested but I insisted. She said she would wait in the adjoining suite in case anything unexpected happened. I asked her what she meant and she wouldn't answer me. She told me that I really should watch the end of the movie, that I'd like it if I did. I yelled at her, "I don't want to watch that movie! I don't like the violence! It's upsetting my baby!" I told her to leave and I asked how to lock the doors to the adjoining suite. She seemed reluctant, but she started toward the door. I said, "Ma'm would you mind answering a question for me before you go? Why do you want me to watch that awful movie?" She said, "If you'd just watch it, you'd like it! It's educational!"

Things got strange from there. She was finally able to see my other me and cried out in surprise. Then, me and other me kind of became one person- back to back and other me faced her while I held Mia. All of a sudden the picture I was facing was spattered with blood. I turned around, severing myself from other me in time to see the hotel ownners daughter fall to the ground, an ax in the side of her head. Other me said we've got to get out of here, you shouldn't have done that. I didn't! She took Mia from me and started walking down the hall. Nearly to the elevator, the hotel owner's son popped his head out of a room. "Where are you going?," he asked. "Didn't you finish the movie?" Other me spoke before I could, "We're going out for drinks before we go to bed." " He seemed hesitant and said, "Where'sy sister...? Nevermind, I'll take you down myself." He stepped into the elevator with us.

As the floors clicked by, other me kept trying to get my attention. She gestured to the wall, which held a fire extinguisher. Once we were almost to the lobby, he stopped the elevator. "Would you like to go to the first floor or the regular floor?" Then me and other me fused again with me in front. I smashed the glass case the fire extinguisher was held in, pulled it out, and started hitting him with it. I kept bludgeoning him until other me finally yelled at me to stop.

After we had the elevator resume and take us to the lobby we quickly ran toward the exit. From behind the front desk the hotel owner came shouting out at us. "Come back! You have to finish it!"

We fled to the parking lot and climbed into the closest car. We tried driving as quickly as we could, but the snow was terrible and the roads were trecherous. "We need to go to the police station and tell them what they did!" I told other me. She/I replied, "But you killed two people and all they did was show you a movie."

I was shocked. We had to stop them!

On the way to the police station there was a group of police cars, lights flashing, parked next to a huge horse trailer.

An officer was inside, loading horse after horse. I need to speak with you! I said.

One moment, I'm busy.

We waited while he loaded another 7 horses.

Then other me noticed another officer near the truck. We walked up to him... and standing next to him was the hotel owner.

"This is who I told you about! This is them!

The officer handed her his gun and she shot me, other me, and Mia.

Scary, awful, awful dream.

My nightmares would make horror novel best sellers.

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