dead letters
10-27-2004, 11:47 AM
well, the dream starts out where i'm sitting at a table so long that i can't see the end of it. I'm the only one there. A waiter appears out of no where and places a silver platter down in front of me. He lifts the lid up and on the plate is the dismembered body of a young child. I scream and leave the table, running as fast as i can until i reach a door. I push it open and inside the room it's all black and white. The woman are wearing masks over their faces and the men are wearing suits. Some freaky violin music plays in the background. Suddenly, a child appears next to me. He tugs on my sleeve and points to the corner of the room. Another child is lying on the floor covered in blood. I run over to him and check his pulse, he's still alive. "Somebody help!" I scream, but they all just keep on dancing. "Please help, he's dying!" Everyone ignores me as if i'm not there. Then i look back at the child and in it's place is a frail old man. This is where i wake up. This is the worst dream i've ever had in my life!
you can run but you can't hide...it will get you someday.
you can run but you can't hide...it will get you someday.