Brainy Vapours

I am forced to stay at a haunted house. Part of the torture is knowing it's haunted and having to walk there, alone, through the dark and scary woods. I see a blur of ghost fly by me on his way to the house, he's moaning loudly. A friend brings some sturdy looking doors, because apparently the house has none, it's very old and decayed. I really don't know how the doors are supposed to help me against ghosts, but even so I am really disappointed when the doors don't fit the house at all. He makes an attempt to try to make them fit, finding whatever he can around the place, but eventually I tell him not to bother, and he leaves.

During the course of the night I am aware that I will be attacked by a host of all different kinds of ghosts, one after the other. There is a type of introduction going on, where all the ghosts present themselves and their abilities. During this presentation I am made aware that there is a special space of air, complete with floating mattress, above the house. In this area I have an advantage, a small shred of safety. The ghosts can still reach me and attack me there, but I can change aspects of them with my willpower when I am in that space.

The night begins and I, of course, flee to the mattress immediately. I don't know how I got up there. The first ghost attacks. He is extremely terrifying, so much so that my mind cannot identify all of his form, only aspects of it. One aspect is that he is very old looking, but beyond any human concept of the look of age. Another aspect is that he is covered in putrid looking slime. Another aspect is that he has an extremely large... member, which he announces he's going to tear me in two with.

There is no time to panic, I simply try to begin changing aspects. I start with changing him from old to young... and the dream ends.

Dream set in some very ancient looking catacombs.

I had to travel over a lake of frozen ice to get there, but the ice was so thin that it was cracking. I had to run faster and faster as the cracks appeared under my feet, trying to avoid plunging into the water.

I am with some woman called Evelyn, and she looks like a cross between Morena Baccarin and Katherine Heigl. She seems to have lost her husband to some disease and is looking for his tomb. When she finds it, she lays down in it, and his ghost comes to her. He is real enough to be touched and heard. He keeps telling her to shush, like he is nervous to be discovered. Evelyn is overly emotional though and making too much noise, drawing her current boyfriend to the scene. He is dressed (or rather un-dressed) like the God Pan, which is rather strange, but no one comments on it. He is the caretaker of the catacomb, and he's not pleased that the ghosts are active.