Thread: Amen, the thunderbolt in the dark void....

I'm riding my bike down a dirt road through what appears to be corn fields. Up ahead I see a gas station, except it only has one pump and the pump looks like a huge vacuum that I slightly recall resembling like an elephant. I start going toward the gas station but then realize that I'm on a bicycle and don't need to. Oddly enough I was riding a blue road bike/fixed gear. I prefer mountain bikes but didn't think anything of this at the time.

Somehow I knew that I was living in this town. It greatly resembled a lot of the small towns I've run across in Nebraska or Ohio. Come to think of it, it really looked a lot like this town in Ohio I stopped at, except the dream was lacking the gang of six year olds who were amazed that someone from California had come to the town. But I'm getting off subject.

In this town there was a gas station, a bar, a bowling alley and a convenience store.

First, I went into the bar. It was very small, only two seats in the place and it was maybe 3x6 ft. I ordered a beer and some guy sat next to me with dark hair. I don't recall his face. We started having the most intricate conversations, most of which have escaped me in these waking hours. He invited me to the bowling alley. I remember going to the bowling alley with him but don't recall ever being inside of it. I do remember the most ridiculous dream character though. There was a man in the parking lot who wanted to show me his car. He assured me that it wasn't anything weird, he was just really proud of his car.

It was a huge SUV that he had spent millions of dollars on to have Tupac's face put all over it. Strange, because I had a dream about Biggie Smalls not too long ago. Anyway, it was the most ridiculous car I've ever seen.

I went into the convenience store where I found Summer waiting in line to buy a pack of cigarettes. We hugged and were very excited to see each other.

Summer took me to a graveyard and knelt before these two graves that were next to each other. She began taking out large slabs of meat and placing them on the graves. I was very confused and had never seen anyone do this before. She assured me it was necessary to do for the dead, and asked that when she dies I do the same for her.

I remember thinking about Man of Shred and making mental notes to meet him in my dream. Unfortunately, I didn't go lucid despite there being lots of strange occurrences that should have made me realize I was dreaming.

Wow, In my one dream of you, when we went to buy cigarettes. you were standing in line with a woman you seemed to know.

I had very terrible dream recall for some reason. I normally remember a bunch from my dreams, but last night is incredibly fragmented.

I was walking downtown with a friend of mine and people kept walking up to me asking if I could give them cigarettes. I kept saying no, and I ended up feeling bad about it because I had enough to share and was being selfish and not sharing.

You probably were placing slabs of meat on the graves of werewolves.

More of those synchronicities. I had one of the most vivid dreams of my life about a castle in Scotland with my ex-wife. I have also been a werecat many times in dreams. And I live in Hawai'i. We are all beginning to synch up.

I'm in some sort of forest. It's really beautiful here, everything seems alive. There are lots of plants and trees with shades of purple and blue. I'm walking along and up ahead I see a large stone building covered in vines. There appear to be fire flies everywhere.

I walk inside of the building and am greeted by a very tall, dark haired and malicious looking woman. She looks amazonian almost. She grabs me and throws me through a door in the back which locks me inside what they call the prison. It's a large area with metal bars surrounding it. I'm sad to be in the prison. I keep looking outside behind the bars at the beautiful forest, wishing that I could escape. I recall seeing mountains on either side of me in the distance.

I began pacing back and forth and started to sing very loudly trying to pass the time. Out of nowhere, a baby attached to a parachute came falling down from the sky. It kind of got stuck on the fence and I dragged it in with me trying to get it unstuck. I then realized that I had brought the baby into the prison with me and felt very terrible. On the other side of the bars there was a woman, who was supposedly the baby's mother. I apologized profusely and managed to get the baby over to her.

A bit later I miraculously was rescued. I don't remember how I got out of the prison, but I do remember being outside and running from a large being. I say being because I wasn't entirely sure that it was a man, it seemed almost like a giant man-like creature. I was aware of a group of people who were on "my team." People that were working with me to defeat this creature and these captors that had so unjustly put me inside of a prison. I don't remember any faces but I remember their presence.

I was at a kind of pool/lake type of place. I was standing on one side and the bad ones on the other. I could feel the presence of my team mates behind me.

The largest one, the one who was chasing me before made a start at me and I turned on my heel to run as fast as I could. I ran very far. I found some white pillars that led to an underground tunnel.

The tunnel kept going and turning and spiraling. Finally I got to the end where I saw my bed from when I was in high school. I crouched down on the other side of it, and then realized they'd find me immediately. I thought it might be good to get underneath it, but the bed was so small that I couldn't fit. As I was wedging myself under the bed, or trying to, the giant enemy being came in. I made a desperate move to throw the bed at him as hard as I could, but he started laughing maniachally. Almost immediately after I saw him scream and turn. He was gone.

The next thing I know I'm walking through a town down a street. There was a large billboard of smiling women plastered across the side of a building. There was a group gathered around it, and a woman standing on top of the building talking of products and how incredible this billboard was. I yelled at the top of my lungs something about decrying capitalism, consumerism and false realies and images. I'm not precisely sure what I said, but I am sure that it was something along those lines. Immediately all the people standing around turned to me with smiling faces. I began walking up steps leading somewhere and could hear their cheers in the background.

Next, I'm in a book store meandering meaninglessly around. I could feel the presence of my team with me.

Next, I'm in my car. I'm parking in front of a house that I know I am supposed to visit. I get confused. I'm not sure if I'm parking in the right place so start driving across the street to park. I park and get out and walk towards the house. I'm in front of the house. I wake up.

[Embarrassing] Dream from not last night but the night before:

I'm getting ready to go out somewhere. I think I'm dieing my hair, then I get in the shower. Afterwards I get out, wrap myself in a towel and realize I have to urinate and there's no toilet. I also realize my clothes are gone. I walk outside and all the people from the tattoo shop back home are there. They say I can come over to the shop and use the bathroom. We walk down the street, and as I'm walking I see a parade of anarchists with black flags walking across the street and staring. At one point I accidentally drop my towel and get really embarrassed and tell the guy next to me, "you didn't see that."

We walk into where the shop should be but it's now a punk rock strip club. I go into the bathroom to use the urinal and... there were problems due to the fact that I had to stand up. I won't go into more detail because it was really really embarrassing .

More different dream from not last night but the night before:

I'm with my mom and we're driving through San Francisco in a red convertible. We're going up and down all these huge hills and she's stepping on the gas hard and speeding around. I see a Dr. Pepper in the back seat that's about to spill and I remember having to climb way too long to save it.

Next, I'm in sort of a restaurant type place. Donald is there and he hands someone a piece of paper that they begin to read out loud. It's about how to first ones are coming back and we're all doomed. Some people start spouting some stuff about creationism.

All of the sudden I'm in the desert. There are these ancient creatures there, they look Egyptian. They're bleeding and melting away. Some of them are exploding. I'm too scared to look at them any more.

Alright, so I remember two pretty bad dreams from last night.

In the first I am with Liz. We decided to go on that road trip we've been talking about. I know this, but the dream starts off in a corn field. Our car breaks down and we end up staying at this mans house. He knows who I am but I don't know him. I'm very on my guard and creeped out because he keeps staring at me in a really menacing way. After a while he tried to take advantage of me, but I saw a gun laying on the coffee table. It was silver, an old revolver. He let go of me and I got up, backing away with the gun pointed at him. Liz was crying next to me. He got up and smiled and said, "you don't know how to use that thing you can't do anything." I pulled back the safety and shot him right below the throat. I remember before I pulled the trigger I was bracing myself for a loud noise. When I pulled the trigger there was a slight whisper and nothing more. He was still alive when we left.

I grabbed his car keys and used them on my car. Apparently these were car keys that could be used on any vehicle.

Next, I'm back in Santa Cruz. There is a tsunami warning and a flood warning. My mom calls me and tells me that I have to leave. I still have the strange car keys and the silver gun in this dream. I use the car keys to get into my car. I'm listening to Mickey Mouse is Dead by the Subhumans. Except, it's slower and they're harmonizing the chorus. I stop at a parking lot. It's where the Jeffrey's 24 hour diner should be but instead it's some rich persons clothing store. There is a woman who's asking me about a type of dress. She says she just wants the top, it's burgundy and she wants to make a skirt for it. She asks me what color she thinks the skirt should be and I say that black goes with everything.

Next I am at Safeway. Wolfe is there, so is this one guy who kept hugging me and liz at the punk show last night and was kind of a creeper. Donald is there, so is Chris, this guy I knew years ago that I don't like very much. Liz calls and says she'll be there but she never shows up.

We're in Santa Cruz, but it's the Safeway in Ashland with all the regular employees there. We buy a bunch of whiskey at the check out then go back into the aisle to drink it. I don't drink any and instead I walk to the end of the store where I see a large glass window. I see the man who had just checked us out, an older balding man who always remembers my name even though I can't recall his. He's with one of the female employees and is basically beating the crap out of her. There is a small crowd gathered around the window, mostly the safeway employees. They all are acting like it's something that happens all the time. I run to my group and tell them what's happening. They are all really pissed and we decide we're gonna go do something about it, but then I woke up.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

A bit later I miraculously was rescued. I don't remember how I got out of the prison, but I do remember being outside and running from a large being. I say being because I wasn't entirely sure that it was a man, it seemed almost like a giant man-like creature. I was aware of a group of people who were on "my team." People that were working with me to defeat this creature and these captors that had so unjustly put me inside of a prison. I don't remember any faces but I remember their presence.

I was at a kind of pool/lake type of place. I was standing on one side and the bad ones on the other. I could feel the presence of my team mates behind me.

The largest one, the one who was chasing me before made a start at me and I turned on my heel to run as fast as I could. I ran very far. I found some white pillars that led to an underground tunnel.

The tunnel kept going and turning and spiraling. Finally I got to the end where I saw my bed from when I was in high school. I crouched down on the other side of it, and then realized they'd find me immediately. I thought it might be good to get underneath it, but the bed was so small that I couldn't fit. As I was wedging myself under the bed, or trying to, the giant enemy being came in. I made a desperate move to throw the bed at him as hard as I could, but he started laughing maniachally. Almost immediately after I saw him scream and turn. He was gone.

I dreamt I was a minotaur in labyrinth, and you were on a team with MoSh, Raven, WarriorTiger, and Asuka to defeat me.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

In the first I am with Liz. We decided to go on that road trip we've been talking about. I know this, but the dream starts off in a corn field. Our car breaks down and we end up staying at this mans house. He knows who I am but I don't know him. I'm very on my guard and creeped out because he keeps staring at me in a really menacing way. After a while he tried to take advantage of me, but I saw a gun laying on the coffee table. It was silver, an old revolver. He let go of me and I got up, backing away with the gun pointed at him. Liz was crying next to me. He got up and smiled and said, "you don't know how to use that thing you can't do anything." I pulled back the safety and shot him right below the throat. I remember before I pulled the trigger I was bracing myself for a loud noise. When I pulled the trigger there was a slight whisper and nothing more. He was still alive when we left.

I grabbed his car keys and used them on my car. Apparently these were car keys that could be used on any vehicle.

Queen Zukin and I have also dreamed of this killer in the corn field.

Originally Posted by Cacophony

All of the sudden I'm in the desert. There are these ancient creatures there, they look Egyptian. They're bleeding and melting away. Some of them are exploding. I'm too scared to look at them any more.

I had a dream of you and I in the Sahara Desert. You were Tank girl. We battled the Vampire King. Then, MoSh showed up.

We are really synching up. Let's intend to dream together.

I think we are too! And I totally was dressed up as tank girl a few weeks ago for a science fiction party. Yay, tank girl! I'll definitely intend to dream with you tonight!

Originally Posted by Cacophony

I think we are too! And I totally was dressed up as tank girl a few weeks ago for a science fiction party. Yay, tank girl! I'll definitely intend to dream with you tonight!

Awesome.

Good Idea. I can take a break from shared dreaming for a few days, and cacophony can have some experience with others. Then maybe when I get back we all can have a mega shared dream!

I'm outside and there is a van near me. It is not my van, but soon it is given to me. The Cramps are blasting real loud and I'm dancing like a lunatic. I get in the van and put on a different Cramps CD and start groovin' on it (song, like a bad girl should).

I decide I'm going to go to New York City. Not the actual city though. A place comes to my mind. A place that looks out at the city from across the bay. I recall a fish stand that's really cheap being near there. It makes me think of my favorite place in San Francisco where you can sit by the abandoned army bunkers and look out over the city and the golden gate bridge.

I get out of the van and go into my house. It's not actually my real house, but my dream house at the time I suppose. I have two roommates, they are a couple (dc's). They're both overwhelmingly normal. I'm very frustrated with how normal they are, and how all they do is be consumer whores. I tell them this and they pretend not to hear me, instead they sit on the couch together slowly perusing magazines. I get the feeling they're not actually reading them. I break down and apologize to them for getting mad and insulting them. They simply nod and look at me with fake plastic smiling shark faces and get back to their magazines.

I go back outside and get in the van. I end up at the spot overlooking New York City. I pull out an easel and begin painting what I see, standing on the rocks, overlooking the city nestled around the ocean. I'm amazed at how my painting skills have gotten so much better. I keep blending different paints, and when I'm done I feel that the painting almost looks alive.

I slowly wander down the rocks and find a beach area where I sit down.

[I am not precisely sure at which point the following segment happened, but I know it was somewhere around here].

I ended up going to the city despite me not wanting to. I don't remember the journey to the city, but I certainly remember being there. It was a very frightening place, but I managed to keep it together. Lots of tall buildings, lots of people who were very sad. All the people seemed to be clones, and I felt to be invisible. I felt as if no one there could see me. I felt as if I could do anything and no one would notice. If it was too much though the police would probably notice so I refrained. I remember walking up what seemed to be a fire escape. I remember looking over the city from the top of a building. I was stricken with the fear at one point. I was on top of a sky scraper. There was a wall of clones approaching me at a swift pace and I knew I couldn't face them. They got so close to me. I turned and jumped down from the sky scraper and soared back to the van.

I'm on the beach by the van. People keep coming and going. Some I knew, some I didn't. Everytime someone would come to sit with me, I would seldom acknowledge their existence, instead I chose to sit and contemplate life.

An older woman came up to me and held out a jam jar. She told me that someone had thrown it into the ocean and it had floated here from some other place. Inside was a slice of red apple and some rice. There was also a note that said RIP [person] age 5, RIP [person] age 50. The note asked to eat the apple slice in their memory. I ate it slowly, savoring every bite. It was one of the most delicious apples I had ever eaten, but I broke it in half and shared it with the old woman. Once we were done eating, she promptly vanished.

I found some presents sitting next to me on the sand. They were on my right. I looked to my left and there was a small girl with brown curly hair staring intently at me. "Is that for me?" She asked, voice full of hope.
"Yeah," I said, handing over the longish package to her. It was covered in tissue paper that was peeling off.
"It's a pogo stick, isn't it?" She asked.
I shrugged.
"I can tell," she said, "it has a picture of Bill Crosby on it."
Sure enough, it was a pogo stick. Why there was a gift wrapped pogo stick with a picture of Bill Crosby sitting next to me in the sand... I will never know.

The girl was happy with the pogo stick. She jumped away somewhere.

Next thing I know, there's a man walking toward me. He's middle aged and kind of heavy. He has dark hair and glasses and is surrounded by all the characters from loony toons.

We got pulled over in the van, I was with the guy and all the loony toons characters. A cartoon bulldog arrested the smallest duck.

We went to a fast food type place. There were bins of quarters, where the bins of ketchup should be. I started stuffing my pockets with quarters so I could go use one of those sticker machines. I was trying to get this girl a Grateful Dead sticker because she really wanted one.

I remember seeing you in a city. I think nomad did too!

I'm with Liz, we're in the Safeway parking lot. It's really full of cars and it seems massive. Somehow I've acquired an RV. I'm not sure who gave it to me or how I got it, but nonetheless I have one. We're hanging out in it. There is a sofa inside, with a small kitchen, and then there's a top level that has a bed.

All of the sudden a large group of hippies burst through the doors. They've got some children and small animals with them. I'm not quite sure who they are, but I don't want to be rude and kick them out right away, so instead I decide to go into the store and get some food or something. When we come back outside the RV is gone. My initial reaction was to get angry, but then I calmed down and decided to walk around and see if anyone knew who had taken my RV.

There were two guys. One was a heftier man with thick curly hair. He was also incredibly rude. When I asked him if he knew who'd taken the RV he said yes. He then grabbed me and took a bic pen and ran it hard against my right forearm. Immediately, the dream disappeared and I begin to see strange visions. One was four completely white statues that looked like paint was spilling all over and slowly making them colorful and rainbowed. It was kind of morbid though, despite it sounding nice.

"Her name is Jessica." I'm back in the parking lot. "You'll find her easily."

I walk with Liz a little ways and stumble across the RV. Inside is a woman with blonde dreadlocks. She has several kittens and two small dogs and a small child who for some reason was just sort of blending in with the many animals. My dog was with me as well.
"You can't have my RV," I said.
"I feel a calling to it, i'm supposed to live in this RV."
I didn't want to be too mean, so instead I offered to let her stay with me in it for a little while. This didn't seem to go over too well, so I finally said that I'd think about sharing it.

We all drove the RV up a big hill. At one point the woman disappeared and left me with the animals. There was a tiny siamese kitten. I carried it around most of the dream, it was really sweet and soft.

A bunch of punks were climbing up the hill to come party in my RV. I feel as though there was something of importance that we were doing besides all that, but I really can't be sure. It's just a feeling.
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Also, I remember a shorter dream in which Anashnu met me in a big field of grass. He wanted me to walk to the tower with him. As we were walking up the steps I counted seven, at which point he stopped me and said, "there are ten steps here. If you can't remember there are ten steps then all is lost. We need to start at the beginning. Stay focused, stay here. Stay in the dreamscape with me." It was at this point I remembered that I was dreaming since I only see Anashnu in my dreams. Instead of doing anything cool I went inside the tower with him where he made me a hot cup of Earl Grey tea. He began to start giving me dream lessons but then it faded away.

Dream lessons. awesome

I'm with a few family friends and we're going to some big event. None of us are quite sure what the event is, but we go nonetheless. I wasn't that interested in going but went anyway. All the people I was with were sitting around playing scratchers and drinking. I was sitting off in my own world when people began to get angry with me for some reason. Then they left.

The event began and a man came and said he had written a book and invited everyone to read it right then and there. Everyone started leaving, annoyed at the event. I realized I was the only one there. I went over to him and he pointed to a table. It was a white book, completely white with no writing on the cover. I turned a few black pages until I came to a page titled "LIFE." I looked up at him and he said, "yes, it is the book."
I took it and took a place at the table and began reading. As I was reading images began playing out in my mind, the most vivid was the sun telling me a story. I forget most of us, but there was a problem that wasn't a big problem for the sun, but was a really big problem for us and he suggested that we make amends. I'm not really sure what the problem was, something about a charred surface that needs to be fixed.
People would stop by and ask what I was doing, but I was so fixated that I'd simply point to where another copy of the book was.

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other dream
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In some sort of space craft and I don't know what I'm doing there. I'm very worried, but I have my Totoro stuffed animal with me and it makes me feel better. I never figured out what I was doing there.

I don't know, I was very angry in my dreams. I'm not sure why... I was trying to ride a bus, and for some reason was very unhappy with my current situation. I was also in New York City. Oddly, my friend also claims to have been very very angry in their dreams and we both listened to i-dosers Hand of God right before going to bed. I'm not sure if that had to do with it, or the fact that I'm not handling the extreme pain from my swollen lips due to the snake bites (piercings). Either way, Chloe went on an angry rampage through New York City. That's all. Terrible, I know.

uggh I could only stand the hand of god once....

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

uggh I could only stand the hand of god once....

Yeah, it was really weird. It was the only time I've done it and put me in a really weird dream mood.

Super jagged dream remembrances. I'll do my best.

There was a small child that I was taking care of. I'm not precisely sure where he came from. He was very detached from most things and mainly wanted to sit in the corner and read.
There was someone who called himself Frost. He kept talking to me and trying to give me pointers about whatever I was doing. I don't recall seeing him except for once, where I felt an attraction.
I was walking along some sort of jagged cliff edges. The sky split in half, and one half was blue, there was a large black melting line right down the sky and the other half was bright orange and yellow and pink. I remember thinking it was beautiful. I think I pointed this out to someone I was walking with.
Some sort of quest. Naga creatures? Ahhh.

That sounds like a frighteningly awesome sunset. I wish you could paint that sky

Originally Posted by Robot_Butler

That sounds like a frighteningly awesome sunset. I wish you could paint that sky

Yeah, seriously. That would be amazing

I'm on a path, following some sort of guide. I believe I am in a small group of people. We're going to a place called "the camp." I don't know much about it, but I do know that it is somewhat magical and that I should be very lucky that I have been invited to go. The guide keeps telling us it will take a long time to get to, and that the road there is treacherous and hard, however I feel we arrive rather shortly after. We emerge onto a cliff, there's a huge building down below. It's massive, long, and has carvings of people on the sides of it. It's huge and I'm in awe of the sheer vastness of it all. There are people milling about working, and groups of people chanting together.

I settle into the camp a little, but before long the police arrive in little carriages. The camp only has one carriage which can fit two people in the front and one in a box. They said I could ride in the front since I had just arrived, it wouldn't be as hard for me or something. They passed out keys to people and whoever got the key that fit in the box would be allowed to ride with us. A very old man got it and was overjoyed. We took off, I don't recall who was sitting next to me. After some time we were chased down by some people from the camp. They pulled the old man out of the box and shoved two scared looking children in there. They said that the keys didn't matter, what mattered was saving the children. We rode on.

I was dropped off in front of a Safeway. For some reason I knew that horrible things were going on in there, things that I must uncover the truth to. I walked to the back of the store and found an apron that I put on so as to make me look more like a worker. I realized, looking down at myself that I looked pretty funny. I felt like my Rudimentary Peni sweater was huge, and my pants were dirty.

I went into the back room where there were lots of huge machines and people working. A woman, I assume the manager, came over to me and asked if I would like to see how they sorted things. I said that I would like that very much. She was sorting bubble gum and gave me a box of it to put into different containers. I found a lot of things in my sweater pockets, some post cards from Elena. I set them down in one of the boxes and realized that they didn't belong there and that I probably shouldn't share them with anyone else.

There was a giant suction tube in the room. How it worked was you put something in it and it suctions it up the tube and shoots it at the building across the way. I realized that that was probably where I should investigate.

I went outside where Max and Donald were standing. They offered to take me wherever I needed to go, but they didn't have a car. They said it wouldn't be a problem and we could just borrow one. They grabbed a pretty nice looking car, and they both got into the front seat. There was no back seat so I just kind of rolled around as they were driving, trying to hold on to things. I know that during the duration of the dream they stole three different cars (returning them to the parking lot after every use, joy rides if you will). The places I ended up are all kinda bunched together and almost a separate dream, but the same at the same time.

I'm in a very nice house. Whoever lives here is filthy rich. I know I'm in a womans room. There are large pillars with boxes on top of them full of jewelry, gold, diamonds, and altogether very fine things. I start rummaging through these baskets. I know I'm looking for something in particular but I am unsure of what it is or looks like. I can hear someone coming. My dog is with me and I grab her and we go hide in the closet. I use a duvet to cover us. I'm very worried because the dog keeps moving around and growling. We're found shortly by a friendly, younger looking man. He escorts us outside and says he won't tell on us.

Back at safeway. Liz is there and says that she doesn't like my hair. She says that at first it was cool and a novelty, but over time it's not good anymore. I went inside where a man told me that he didn't like my hair either, he said it was stupid and I should do something about it. I remember going to some house and bleaching out the black parts and getting scared that I had left it in too long and that my hair would fall out. I looked in the mirror and realized that the top half of my hair was cut really short, like an inch short, the rest really long cascading around my shoulders, down my back. I was sad because I've been trying to grow my hair out really long, and I felt like this was almost mullet-esque.

I put some blue hair dye in, some red, and black streaks and felt much better about it.

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I'm standing in the middle of the street and there are about fifteen or so other people standing around talking to each other in small groups. I'm feeling kind of sad because no one will talk to me. Finally, some guy came over to me and started talking to me. We both established that we had escaped the camp and must get back. I felt as though I had lost something or someone at the camp, and if I could only get back I would be able to find it/them.

Liz came over and said that if we went up this path to the top of some mountain and turned left at the gym we would find something important. We walked up the mountain path, found the gym and then found a music/toy store. We went inside and everyone was playing on keyboards. I walked over to the counter and passed a large rack of leather jackets. There was some evil looking woman buying a toupee. It was made out of animal fur and was very rough to the touch. "What the fuck are you looking at?" She snarled.
"Nothing."