dream a little dream...

A warning... my dreamed are FUCKED UP. they always have been. but the great thing? I'm a writer, so they always inspire me. so enjoy...


All my dreams last night were all very tied together in a small texas town. I don’t know that it had a name, but I know it was small and in texas, and it was supposed to be located somewhere between Austin and San Marcos, both places of where i had lived, both plkaces only a few hours from the desolate regions where shit like the Texas Chainsaw massacre is supposed to take place. Anyway, this is a dream town that at some point I had supposedly lived…

It was a nice summer night and i was having a party in my front yard as were many of my neighbors. It was a block party and there was bbq and beer and good conversation. Parts of the crowd were going across the street to my new neighbor’s house. They had done up there whole house Halloween-style and wanted people to come over and take a Halloween "Scary tour". I realized I had never met my neighbors, as they had only just moved in a few days previous, but still had no interest. I didnt like Halloween and i didnt like being scared. All my coworkers were going but still I hesitated.

As we had all stayed out drinking and partying on my front lawn, dusk became night and night was becoming dawn. The partying was thinning and i didnt remember anyone saying good-bye, but so it goes. With the sun coming up I felt safe to go into my neighbors house. It was day, nothing went wrong in the light of day, i thought.

One girl and a guy who worked with me agreed to go with me. We knocked on the door and a little girl answered, and said come in, take the tour, then ran off into the back.

"What about the parents?" I asked. "Don’t you think its odd no one has seen them? I feel uncomfortable going into a house with just kids and no parents?" My coworkers were like, "Rex come on, don't be a pussy. The parents are probably downstairs working the tour."

We went through the living room which seemed already very lived in, which was weird considering they had only lived here for 2 or so days. The walls were dirty, the room unkempt, the tv on. There were old halloween decorations hanging about but they all seemed covered in dust and tattered and torn. Nothing was new. The room reminded me of a 70’s home that had been left to grow old over time.

We turned around the corner, there was a single bedroom with a single bed that was untouched. There was a bathroom. And then there was a long stairwell down into the basement. The stairwell seemed rather longer than it should be, and the whole house felt wrong. It felt dark. The little girl, in her white dress and her dark eyes, and her two front missing teeth, laughed, and said, come on! And disappeared into the darkness.

"I changed my mind," I said. "I’m gonna go wait on the couch."

So I did. I sat down on the couch, which threw dust into the air when I sat. I watched an old 50’s or 60’s sci-fi film. The tv was as old as the movie. Huge box with fake wood paneling and dials and no remote. The picture was hazy, as if color were a new concept. The movie was only just entertaining. It was the kind with ships flying around, but you could see the strings holding them. There was a ship lost in space and melded with another ship and then almost crashed into another ship, and then a space robot came to attack this ship that held the last people from earth. If they died, humanity died.

And I fell asleep on the couch.

When I woke I looked outside and realized it was still night. How was that possible, we came in at day? I hadn’t slept for 14 hours, had i? I looked at the windows and they seemed almost reverse tinted. Something was wrong. Where were my coworkers?

I looked outside the window and there was no one outside. I went to the front door, except there wasn’t one. The front door had vanished. "fuck fuck fuck fuck."

I walked to the deep stairwell. And looked down into the darkness. I heard talking and laughter. I started to walk down the stairwell. I took two steps and stopped. The laughter was behind me. I walked back and found the room with the single bed, except the whole room had changed. The bed was much larger, and the two girls sat beside the bed talking to my two coworkers who were in the bed with the sheets and blankets pulled up to their necks. I looked at the little girls, both with white dresses, and they were laughing. They had chocolate smeared all over the bottom half of their faces and they both had forks in their hands. And they laughed and giggled together at me.

"We have to go, something is wrong," I screamed at my coworkers, but they just laughed. I pulled the sheets back, and there it was.

There bodies were open like boxes. Their innards were gone. They were hollow, as the girls had been eating their insides. My coworkers laughed. "This is the best Halloween tour we've ever been to!" And the girls laughed, and I realized that it wasn’t chocolate smeared across their faces. The girls ran back over to my coworkers and resumed cutting with butter knifes and forks at the insides of my friends.

I suddenly realized I had to escape, that the parents would be home any minute. And if the children were this ghastly, how bad would the parents be?

Then the alarm went off and I woke up.