I was in a haunted house. It was a two storey building, or rather what was left of it after a fire. I was in a room upstairs, wandering around to find any weapons or ways out. Suddenly I heard footsteps coming from downstairs. The stairs were still intact, just slightly damaged. I looked there and saw a charred corpse coming in my direction. Then I turned into a wraith and flied around burnt rooms, looking for my prey. I found someone walking downstairs, it was a woman. She had dark hair and pale complexion. She tried to run away from me, but I was flying quicker. I finally caught her and strangled to death. Suddenly I found myself in my backyard, it was an evening. I was heading towards place behind barn. I was holding a big pig in my hands. There was a fireplace lit up, but it wasn't my destination. I went there with that pig and started dancing tango with it (and I have to say that the pig wasn't a bad dancer). When I finished, I thought "Ok, I've just danced with a pig. Now what?" Suddenly someone drove there with a car - it was mother with two of my sisters, they had some bags to which we started taking litter.
¡Single Sentence Sizzler!® 9.5.2011On My Back (DILD) ★★★☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Originally Posted by Mzzkc It's just a dream, I assure myself, sticking my hand into the dark wretch's open maw, stopping the biting, but failing to lessen the pressure of its long, black, flesh-torn arms as it pushes down onto my body, my neck, strangling me, leaving me cold as I lay alone on my back, alone in my thoughts, my mind.
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