Friday, April 13, 2007

... I was going crazy. I still feel a little shaky and anxious. The first dream was me, in bed, here in our bedroom in Ville Bazy. I left and went to party at Steve M's house. The details of this are vague. I went back home, climbed into bed and Muriel was already there asleep. Suddenly her hand began to twitch violently. A deep Satan-like voice started saying something that I can't remember and her hand leaped onto me. It started squeezing my face, choking me, pulling my skin, all the while that voice kept talking and Muriel still fast asleep. I held it off the best I could but it kept breaking through. The phone rang. The hand dropped lifeless. It was Nate and Steve. Nate said "Man, you sure don't fool around do you?"...

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