// Yet another night terror.//

Last night I had a terrifying dream that I was on a bus with a girl who was evidently my lover. A large musty and yellow-eyed man began to grope her uninvited .  I became angry and I stood up screaming the most racist and vile thoughts I couldn’t conjur up in real life even if I tried.  He would not let go of her legs so began to violently bash in his face using my elbows and fists.

Scene change.

The police came to our beautiful condo in the hills of Los Angeles. I leaned against the granite counter tops and my girlfriend came in from grocery shopping. They questioned her about the death of that man and I stated that I did not know he had been murdered.  My girlfriend smiled at me when they left and twirled a butcher knife behind her back.

She called for me to come into the garage so that she could “show me something”. I entered before her and the lights were  flickering. I noticed a pool of blood seeping out from underneath a dirty cooling vent. I began to panic. The lights went off and I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and leg. She was stabbing me.   I wrestled her in the dark and ran until I found a truck to crawl under.  The garage was shape shifting.

I layed on my stomach and could only hear my own labored breathing.  The lights came on again and 3 feet away from me was a woman. Her arm was twisted behind her head her fingers were missing.  Her dead eyes met mine and I could see my florescent purple reflection in her pupils. Her dress was pulled up over her bra and an alarm started to go off in my head.

I woke up to my boyfriends alarm and gripping his waist for dear life.

I need to stop watching cold case files or having whiskey after 11 pm.