I had a dream last night, while I tossed and turned in uneasy slumber, probably thanks to the cold I'm getting.
It started with a harrowing trip across the Scary Bridge -- a fixture in my dreams, basically a big, crowded, not terribly frightening bridge that for some reason becomes extremely difficult and dangerous to cross once I'm on it, this time because the steep hill at the end turned into the slippery quilted pattern of my matress, and I couldn't get any purchase. And people on bicycles kept not seeing me as I crawled up the slick surface on my belly, and nearly ran me over.
After that, I infiltrated the mansion of an evil vampire/demon summoner/wizard with a bunch of superheroes, as unwitting bait. But after all the other bait was captured and devoured, the evil wizard caught on and started killing off the superheroes instead. I was allowed to live as long as I didn't cause trouble, and proved my loyalty by sticking knives into peoples' chests, and participating in ritual cannibalism, and the like.
Which was easy enough. So I'm not sure if this was supposed to be a nightmare or what. Current Mood: tired