I am still :ablobcatsweatsip: ing on Nostr: Had a very very very long dream last night that started with me walking around town ...
Had a very very very long dream last night that started with me walking around town trying to visit various night clubs. I don't even remember what I was doing in them. At some point later I was traveling on foot to the next nightclub and I stopped at a gas station for a pack of oreos. I then became obsessed with oreos going around to different gas stations attempting to get all the oreos I could. At some point this lead to a fight between me and a 7/11 cashier, in which I swore I would never return to 7/11 again.
Flustered, I returned home to find that my mom had bought a dog while I was gone; a husky. Odd things started happening around the house and people's behavior started changing. At some point I went out in the back yard and started digging in two feet of snow and finding bizarre artifacts, and then a note from one of my neighbors warning me about the dog.
I went back inside and I attempted to lead the dog down into the basement. This was the strangest part because it felt so incredibly real. Upon going down the stairs I was greeted by an entirely new floor and finished interior (it was unfinished concrete previously). For some reason this did not strike me as odd and I assumed they must have finished it while I was out clubbing. I went back upstairs to take the dog down and when I returned a few seconds later the basement was back in its unfinished state.
I locked the dog downstairs and returned to my parents, warning them in whispers that I thought the dog was possessed by a demon. Upon hearing this my dad started sobbing uncontrollably. I don't remember anything beyond this, but I'm sure nothing good happened.
Flustered, I returned home to find that my mom had bought a dog while I was gone; a husky. Odd things started happening around the house and people's behavior started changing. At some point I went out in the back yard and started digging in two feet of snow and finding bizarre artifacts, and then a note from one of my neighbors warning me about the dog.
I went back inside and I attempted to lead the dog down into the basement. This was the strangest part because it felt so incredibly real. Upon going down the stairs I was greeted by an entirely new floor and finished interior (it was unfinished concrete previously). For some reason this did not strike me as odd and I assumed they must have finished it while I was out clubbing. I went back upstairs to take the dog down and when I returned a few seconds later the basement was back in its unfinished state.
I locked the dog downstairs and returned to my parents, warning them in whispers that I thought the dog was possessed by a demon. Upon hearing this my dad started sobbing uncontrollably. I don't remember anything beyond this, but I'm sure nothing good happened.