I hate Halloween. This is no surprise to anyone who knows me. However, I did dress up (as a sorta slutty 80s vampire), and partied with friends and all that good stuff, over the weekend. But on actual Halloween…I had a crappy day.
Answering the front door, in general, makes me nervous. People don’t really come to our house that often, so it gives me the heebie-jeebies when someone shows up unexpected. Sneaky people. It’s usually someone wanting to sell me something, doing fundraisers and whatnot. For whatever reason, I had such a huge panic attack over doling out candy to mobs of children. The first kid was dressed as a sailor, and was super-cute! After that, it was just a blur of children. They seriously came in packs of 10!!!!!
So, panic attack.
My sleep last night was extremely restless. I had a continual nightmare throughout the night. The kind when you wake up a bunch of times, and each time you fall back asleep, the dream starts up again.
I was outside and a dog came up to me. Something like a german shepherd. A very friendly dog, very affectionate. Which somehow turned into a human. Who also was very affectionate. His name began with an M, but I don’t recall the name. After our first meeting, M proclaimed his love to me. Then said he had to go, and ran off into the forest. And then turned into a wolf as he was running away. And I freaked out. Which is odd, since I’d already seen M as a dog, so why would a wolf freak me out? I don’t know, but it did.
So I went home (I was living with my parents, apparently). And they’d already received phone calls from various people (including the main doorguy from Gilly’s) about this dog/wolf/person. I get home, and there’s a preacher sitting at the kitchen table with my parents. The preacher was actually M in disguise!
Next scene, this M person has got me locked up in a room, wrapped up in spandex, a diaper and duct tape, and was giving me lots and lots of drugs (pharmaceuticals, not illegal), and then chopped off my legs.