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triadruidSo yesterday I made some offhand comment about Buffy the Vampire Slayer being clichéd and hackneyed; so what occurs last night, but a hackneyed dream about living in a teen-aged world where demons are a fact of life. *rolls eyes*
Started off in media res with me trying to return a video to the rental store in the shopping mall, where my boss' current direct report was the counter clerk. She and I hashed out some debate about late fees to our satisfaction, and at some point in this sequence I *think* this random guy was giving me grief (I may have been female, in my dream, it was never really clear). Went outside of the video store, *things occurred* which aren't really clear in my dream but possibly involve the problem guy being assaulted. I go to the mezzanine of the mall and strike up a conversation with a good-looking guy who is (in the dream) an acquaintance of mine. So of course he's also a demon, and begins to morph every few scenes as we talk. He's also clearly got a sadistic streak (duh - demon!), and tells me not to "worry about the problem guy. He's being relocated to a southern part of the sky."
"The sky??", I ask. He nods and points to the (apparently northern) far part of the mall, where the night sky is suddenly lit up by a small explosion and a large, flailing shape being catapulted into the air, coming crashing down through the roof about 15' from where we're standing. The guy is Very Dead; he may have been another demon, it was hard to say at that point. I think I extrapolated that from the lack of serious trauma to the body, but still.... Very Dead.
And my biggest concern at this moment of the dream? How to keep the police from suspecting me in this guy's death, because apparently he was stuffed in my cute little sedan's trunk for part of the adventure, and now there's DNA evidence all over it. But I'm not TOO upset; just sort of mildly hysterical, like a girl on a Joss Whedon show. *rolls eyes*
The End.
Started off in media res with me trying to return a video to the rental store in the shopping mall, where my boss' current direct report was the counter clerk. She and I hashed out some debate about late fees to our satisfaction, and at some point in this sequence I *think* this random guy was giving me grief (I may have been female, in my dream, it was never really clear). Went outside of the video store, *things occurred* which aren't really clear in my dream but possibly involve the problem guy being assaulted. I go to the mezzanine of the mall and strike up a conversation with a good-looking guy who is (in the dream) an acquaintance of mine. So of course he's also a demon, and begins to morph every few scenes as we talk. He's also clearly got a sadistic streak (duh - demon!), and tells me not to "worry about the problem guy. He's being relocated to a southern part of the sky."
"The sky??", I ask. He nods and points to the (apparently northern) far part of the mall, where the night sky is suddenly lit up by a small explosion and a large, flailing shape being catapulted into the air, coming crashing down through the roof about 15' from where we're standing. The guy is Very Dead; he may have been another demon, it was hard to say at that point. I think I extrapolated that from the lack of serious trauma to the body, but still.... Very Dead.
And my biggest concern at this moment of the dream? How to keep the police from suspecting me in this guy's death, because apparently he was stuffed in my cute little sedan's trunk for part of the adventure, and now there's DNA evidence all over it. But I'm not TOO upset; just sort of mildly hysterical, like a girl on a Joss Whedon show. *rolls eyes*
The End.
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