Beneath The Surface

    In the last light of day, I'm at my father's house. It's old and dark. I have a simple job: carry a bag of garbage to the kitchen. The shadows grow long and I feel scared, like a kid alone in the night. I see a ghost - a lady wearing an old-fashioned bonnet, drifting by the kitchen.

    I rush outside, spilling my fears to my dad. He steps inside and climbs the creaky staircase. I follow, my eyes adjusting to the dim interior, and there she is again, the ghostly lady, halfway up the stairs. My dad is at the top. I'm stuck at the bottom.

    Then, something strange. The ghost comes down the stairs and plants a deep, hard kiss on my lips. It leaves me shaken.

    Later, we swim in the nearby lake. The house ghosts, supposedly wiped out by my dad, are nowhere to be seen. But as we swim, something pulls him under. The ghosts are back, angry and looking for revenge. He's struggling, crying out for help.

    "I didn't mean for you to kill him!" I shout at the ghosts, but they don't listen. His last scream echoes as he's dragged under for the last time. The lake, still and silent, becomes his grave. Revenge, it seems, is served cold and deep.

I wake up.

Waverly Hills

    Venturing into the eerie depths of Waverly Hills Sanatorium, my companions and I weave through the dilapidated remnants of what was once a bastion of healing. This place, with its dark history and whispered tales of spectral hauntings, holds a reputation as one of the most haunted locations in the world.

    Through broken doorways and along crumbling corridors, we traverse the decaying labyrinth that time has forgotten. These weathered walls bear the weight of countless stories, the echoes of suffering and anguish lingering in every gust of wind.

    Rooms upon rooms reveal themselves to our curious eyes, each with its own macabre tale to tell. The ravages of time have left their indelible mark, reducing this once grand establishment to a mere ghost of its former self.

    Yet, amidst the debris and decay, we stumble upon a sight that captures our attention—a shattered statue, the remnants of a monkey frozen in a permanent state of destruction. Some have dubbed it "The Monkey King," a moniker that carries an air of both reverence and foreboding.

    As I gaze upon this twisted relic, I cannot help but wonder about the secrets it guards. Was it a symbol of mischief and playfulness, or does it carry a darker significance, a portal to the otherworldly? The absence of ghosts may deceive the senses, for this forsaken place holds secrets that lie beyond the realm of the visible.

    Whispers of forgotten tragedies resonate within these crumbling walls, even if their apparitions elude our mortal gaze. The absence of specters does not diminish the palpable weight of the past, nor does it quell the uneasy sensation crawling up my spine.

    In this desolate chamber, where the monkey's shattered visage looms like a grim specter of the past, I find myself ensnared in a web of curiosity and trepidation. The absence of ghosts may deceive, but beneath the surface of this forsaken abode, a maelstrom of forgotten souls and dormant spirits awaits its moment to materialize.

    Waverly Hills Sanatorium, a place where the boundaries between the living and the dead blur, holds its secrets close. And as we wander through its desolate halls, the sense of anticipation grows, for the truth, like a slumbering beast, waits for the opportune moment to stir from its restless sleep.

I wake up

Something Is Wrong With Her Face

People are ecstatic. Oprah is coming to our building. I know beforehand that something is wrong with her. In fact, I am afraid to look at her face. Oprah arrives and walks up onto the stage in the auditorium. I am walking the halls around the auditorium, but I can see her through windows and openings. Something is wrong with her face. Every time I look, it becomes more and more contorted.

I walk away from the gathering and toward the end of the building, which is a castle. My sister, Morgan, appears. We need to fight an evil queen that resides up a set of concrete stairs. We enter the queen's throne room. I have been here once before, but Morgan has not. To me, the queens' appearance is frightening. She appears as a nine-foot, purple dragon with a tail. Standing next to her is a ghost of herself. To Morgan, the queen seems reasonable. I assume that every time one sets their eyes on the queen, she changes and deteriorates into something more sinister.

We don't end up fighting the dragon but instead talk to her. We leave the throne room and head toward the auditorium. We stop in a storage room where our friends are hiding. Everyone sits around a white table. We are the only ones who see something wrong with Oprah's face. 

I wake up

A Ghost Of The Times

Dream 1.29.2019

My father, sister, and brother-in-law have created or discovered a portal. I'm led to believe this is a time portal that will allow me to visit my past and future. When I enter the entrance, I suddenly find myself in another city. I know that I am not on earth, but this world isn't much different than my own. The city seems empty. It crosses my mind that I am in a simulation, like "The Matrix," made to believe that what I am seeing is real when it assuredly is not.

In this reality, it is unlawful for a laborer to talk to an upperclassman/woman. I walk through the empty city. As I walk, I look at the buildings. In part, they look real but in another way, computerized. In a tall building, I start talking loudly about penises. I am electrocuted with a taser and forcefully removed from the premises.

I stand on the roof of the building opposite where I was assaulted. A woman with me starts throwing bombs toward the building. When they hit the ground, she uses a detonator to cause an explosion. She was wronged too.

Education works differently here, as well. Instead of a child going to a school to learn, they spend the day in a specific house where the owners of the house teach them. Many kids are in the same house. I enter one home where I come across three rows of metal folding chairs. Fifteen or more Asian students are propped up in their chairs. I realize right away that none are moving. They are dead.

The strange people in this house show me their dead ancestors who are ghosts. The ghosts stand in a line. As I tap each one, they float away. The last one has a white face similar to the Rhinegeist logo with black, raven hair and dark eyes. I tap, but it refuses to move. It stays in my mind and never lets me go. Dream ends.

I wake up

The Underground

Nightmare 1.1.2018

My mother and I visit the cinema to see a scary movie. The movie feels real. As if we are there. In fact, we are in some way. At one point we are with a team of scientists and military in a forgotten underground that is seemingly haunted. The scientists know there is an evil presence down here. They study in one area. My mom and I disappear for a second. When we come back to the underground area, the scientists are gone. I look around and see scientific equipment working. I immediately understand that the evil presence is about to show up. Although this is a movie, I know that somehow it is real. I tell my mom to log off right now. She does so. I watch her disappear in front of my eyes. Just as my mom disappears, the evil presence appears as a dash of white light. I run down the hall and find the scientists and the military.

We walk back toward the entrance. Someone is complaining about me being here. A scientist woman responds that down in the underground she has met ghosts and giants, so me being here doesn't seem like a big deal.

Back to reality, I'm sitting in a movie theater, although it is very small. The size of a single office space. Only one other person is viewing the movie alongside me. An older woman. We never speak. Just a few polite glances. At 7:30, I am ready to walk out of the movie. I feel bad that my mom is waiting outside. Just then, an usher walks in and tells us that they've corrected the movie. I didn't know anything was wrong with it. I sit back down and finish the movie.

When the screening is over, I walk out to a fast food restaurant where my mom is waiting. I order food, chicken tenders.

We arrive at an underground terminal on a subway train. We leave our luggage in the train cars because we are staying the night in the terminal. It really scares me to walk out, late at night, to the trains. The lights are off, the air is cold and everything is quiet. I run out there real quick to grab something and I run back to the terminal. Later on, I play with the control buttons and move some of the trains forward on the tracks. When I walk back to the terminal, I see a bunch of friends from high school. We hang out for a minute in an arcade in the terminal. Dream ends.

I wake up

The Dead End

Nightmare 12.8.2017

I am living in what I can only guess is a submarine or an old, turn-of-the-century steamer. The hallways are dark and cold. The floors and walls are metal. The ship isn't necessarily abandoned but it's also not beaming with life.

I pick my own room. I choose a room and decorate it. I've turned a bland, colorless room into a cool man cave. It's a place in which any man would be proud. There are three doors in my room. The main door leads to the rest of the ship, where everyone else exists. Another door leads to a large conference room that nobody uses anymore. The last door, leads to a corner of the ship, a dead end, that has been forgotten. I regret choosing this area to make my room because of the door that leads to that dead end, dark, scary corner of the ship.

I have my mom over to show her my room. She is impressed. She is happy for me. I tell her that I have six or seven other bedrooms. The door to the dead end is open. The light from my room illuminates part of the hallway but quickly fades to darkness. In the midst of smiles and laughter, I glance down the dark hallway and see a black mass. A monster staring back at me. I grab my mom and we run. We run toward the part of the ship where everyone else exists. Where there is life again. Closing and locking every possible door behind us.

We hide quietly in a random room, hoping that the monster will simply pass us by. After a long time, we walk into a room where a high school friend, Korie, lives. The monster is lying on her floor, motionless. It has changed shape into a morbidly obese woman. It looks similar to Ursula from The Little Mermaid. Korie tells us that she sucked the air out of the monster and spit it into the DVD player. Nightmare ends.

I wake up

Nazis, Dolphins and Ghosts, Oh My!

Dream 11/2/2017

I don't know whether this is real life or a video game.

I'm inside a cathedral. The cathedral must be abandoned seeing as there is no rooftop and many of the walls are missing. In this place, with me, are many, many Jewish people. Down the road, not too far away, are Nazi's. They are hold up in a similar building as my own.

"The end is near," they tell me. "The Nazi's are coming," they tell me.

The Nazi's come. We do everything we can to hide. I look out to a vast desert and wonder if I can make it. The Nazi's are patrolling everywhere. Even if I tried to run toward the desert, they would surely see me and catch me and God only knows what they would do to me.

There is a boy and girl who take care of dolphins. They get in a boat and have the dolphins follow. They escape the Nazi's. They reach a land that is several days away. They have a shack over water for the dolphins to live. They have to rotate the dolphins from one end of the shack to the other. They do this several times a day.

One Nazi officer says that he will find these two who escaped. He uses something similar to Google Earth. He zooms in on somebody. To his disappointment, it is somebody different. The boy and girl are safe for now.

Near the shack is a building where a couple young boys live. They live at the top of the 3 or 4 story house. To get to them, you must climb a set of stairs and then a ladder leading to a trap door. When you open it, you find yourself in an attic similar to the one shown in the movie "Casper." The boys hang out the attic window overlooking the shack and the ocean. One boy jumps from the window and lands right in the canal in front of the shack. I jump as well, trying to land in the same spot, but instead, landing on land. I should be dead. I overhear the boy talking to the guy from the shack. "I don't want to work in that house anymore. I'm a good worker. If you hire me, you'll see," the boy says.

I go back to the attic. At the end of the room, I find a secret door that leads to a tiny storage space. I climb inside. A fat woman is walking around outside. I tell her, "hey, you should check this place out." She doesn't think she will fit. She tells someone else in the attic of how I wanted her to get inside the storage space but it's too small. They laugh at me.

My friends and I need to kidnap a certain child on an island near where we are. I'm unsure why this needs to happen. We travel to the island. It isn't far away. We point out the kid. We take him. Mission successful.

I tell my friend, Tim, about some ghost footage that I once saw of a ghost walking through a field. He has me look through a few kaleidoscopes. Inside, I can see footage of ghosts but it isn't the footage I was hoping to see. He gives me another kaleidoscope. I look into it. I see the footage of the female ghost walking across a field.

I am on a football field or near one. I use binoculars to scope out the action. I tell my friend, Tim, that I have never seen an actual football game before. Dream ends.

I wake up

Sleep Talk Halloween Special

For the first time in the history of the Sleep Talk blog, I am going to document another person's dreams, my mothers.

In the year 1996, my mom and me were sitting on my bed talking and she decided to tell me of a series of nightmares that she had had several years earlier, before I was born. When she told me the dreams, I was so unnerved that I jolted out of my bed and left the room. Since that night, I have never forgotten them.

The series of nightmares occurred within a week in the year 1987. At the time, my father worked nights and my mom was home alone with my older sister, Kristen,  a newborn.

The following is told by my mother's perspective.


First Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is at work. I am alone. I hear the front door slam downstairs. Dream ends.

Second Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is at work. I am alone. I hear the front door slam downstairs. I hear footsteps trudging up the stairs toward my bedroom. Dream ends.

Third Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is at work. I am alone. I hear the front door slam downstairs. I turn over in my bed and through the darkness, see a man sitting on a stool in the corner of my room. I can't make out his face. I hear footsteps trudging up the stairs. I hear someone come into my room. He walks over to my bed. I turn over, look up and see a man standing by my bedside. He gets in bed with me. Dream ends.

Fourth Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is asleep next to me. I look and see a man standing in the doorway to the hall. Dream ends.

I wake up



On the fourth night, my mom was so startled from her dream, she woke up screaming. My dad calmed her. They then walked through the house and prayed over each room. After that night, the series of nightmares ended.

Happy Halloween From Sleep Talk

Nightmare Forest

Dream 10/13/2017

I'm on a country road. It is very busy. People are walking here and there, many of them my friends. On one side of the road is a forest. A buddy and I walk into the forest a bit. We get a good look into the vast jungle. What we see is very spooky. It looks like night although it is day. There is a grayish fog in the air that causes the trees to look rather ghostly. We know that this is the only spot that looks like this. The rest of the forest is nice.

I walk down the road and into the forest again. I swear this is the spooky spot that I entered before, although, it doesn't look scary. It is rather peaceful. The sun is shining down through the trees to reveal a calming river running through the woods. On the far side of the river are many log buildings. In the middle of this area is a colossal, dead tree. The limbs and branches that hang from it are larger than normal. This tree has seen many years come and go. I ask a nearby person if this is the spooky area. They ask the boy that is running the place. I don't get an answer.

Another friend of mine, Jordan, brings me to different part of the forest. He pulls back a branch so I can see. I look and see the gray fog and ghostly trees. It is almost like a spell has been cast. Fear enters my bones and chokes me up. Dream ends.

I wake up.

The Ghost In The Hall

Nightmare 9/24/2017

My family and I return to a house in Frankton, Indiana in which we used to live. The place seems stale and reeks of ghosts. All of us gathers in my mom and dad's old bedroom. Something is in the hallway. I close the door and lock it. I can see a shadow of something moving around outside the door. Dream ends.

I wake up

Imposters

Nightmare 9/3/2017

     Today is my dad's and my birthday. For our present, our family is watching WWE with us. As we sit and watch Hulk Hogan and other wrestlers, the feed starts to break up. We call a few TV repair men to come fix it. Three young boys, around the age of 18 or 19 come to our home. They came hear via airplane. Each of them has an airplane. Each of them has a pilots license. They sit on our couch. They are very quiet, young men. I am impressed that they have a pilots license at such a young age. They tell me that they are in the military. I am jealous. I tell them how I wanted to be in the Navy but because of severe health problems, I was unable to do so. I ask them how they got a pilots license. They don't seem to be interested in the question.

     I take the three boys to a country road a mile away. The road is famous for it's hauntings. One, being here late at night, may come into contact with ghostly headlights or a ghost light. You will see the floating light down the road a ways, but if you try to approach the light, it will disappear. I learn the boys' names. One is J.J. or Jon Jon. Another is Las. I forget the third boy's name. While being on the road, we see a set of ghostly headlights far down the cement road. We dare not approach it. We start to walk back to my home. As we turn to walk back, one of the boys runs to a nearby abandoned house. We wait for him. When he returns to us, he is not the same. His face looks much different, the eyes are bulging. The forehead is much larger, like Frankenstein's monster. He is quiet as if hiding something. We get back to my house. The boys are gone. I don't know where they are.

     The next day at school, the student body is startled when the three boys show up and start attacking everyone. It is clear that these boys are heavily demon possessed. They call me out in a taunting manner. They then go to a classroom and kill a kid. They walk past me toward the exit. They taunt me. I don't know why. I can still see the one boys eyes bulging in an unnatural manner. I hang on the gymnasium rafters to hide from them.

     I walk outside and see the three boys terrorizing the student body. Kids are running in every direction. One of the demon boys is driving a car, trying to run people over. I take a cross necklace in my hand. One of the boys tries to attack me. I raise the cross necklace to cushion his blow. His attack fails miserably. He just bounces off. The demon boy in the car speeds toward me. I put the cross on a paddle-like object. I hit the car as a batter would hit a pitch. The car slams into me but does no damage. The boys leave for good.

     The town and country call me a hero. They praise my actions. Because of my bravery, they are allowing me to join the Navy. My dad and I will also be on the next space shuttle to outer space. We get loaded up into the space ship. Several other astronauts are coming along. Before the ship blasts off, I change my mind about outer space. My dad and I decide to go home instead. I have a message on my phone. It's from one of the demon boys. I read/hear the message. It was from before the attack. More taunting. I pay it no heed. Dream ends.

I wake up

Virtual

Dream 8/30/2017

Hundreds of people are involved in an open world, virtual reality game. Everyone has been divided into teams. If you die, you are gone. Only one team wins the game.

My team is searching inside an abandoned trailer. I look out back. I find a patio table with several papers. I look through the papers and read about a girl who has given up hope. I bring the papers to the leader of our team. He finds them interesting.

We come to a place where many other teams are sitting, eating, and talking. My team sits at a table. I am walking around the table saying that we need to go. An acquaintance of mine, Matt, walks over to me and places his hand on my chest in such a way that it kills me. I slowly fall to the ground and my body disappears. Matt laughs. I am pissed. Matt only did that to make me mad. My team must go on without me.

Now that I am a ghost, I can fly. I fly to my team and watch them. I fly back to Matt's team and watch them. While Matt's team sits at a table, I attack Matt and kill him. I then attack the next person on the team. I kill every single person on their team. Total revenge. I put them out of commission. I fly back to my team.

My team is now inside a tower. I hear them talk that there is someway to bring a former player back to life. They consider which of the dead teammates to bring back. They want me back. Outside the tower, the dead teammates from Matt's team are hovering. They intend on killing everyone on our team. The tower, however, is double bricked, double glass, double everything. The ghosts cannot make it inside. The team brings me back to life.

In a completely different location, we find a building with several arcade video games. We believe that this building is where a team will win the overall game. We play each of the arcade games to see if they hold the answer. When we finish in the downstairs room, a girl and I walk up the stairs to the second floor. Upstairs is a room with more arcade games. We begin to play them to see if we can find any clues. Off in the corner, I see a staircase that winds up to another floor. I don't climb the stairs yet. I want to wait for my team to catch up. Dream ends.

I wake up

The Storm Outside

Dream 8/18/2017

I am in high school. I hang out in a class that is not my own. I am friends with several guys a few grades below me and I am relaxing in their classroom. The teacher hands out a test. Now I feel like I am part of this class. I take the test near the back of the room. Some of the test is geography while other parts are a completely different subject matter. I guess on most of the questions. In my mind, I am hoping that the teacher takes mercy on me since I've just joined the class. I take my test to a bathroom at the back of the classroom and finish it in there. The bathroom is haunted. I definitely feel a presence here. When I leave the bathroom I hear a few of my friends tell the teacher about the ghost.

A tornado is in the area of the school. The alarms go blaring and classes walk in line formation to their pre-determined areas. The students then sit down with their backs against the walls and their heads between their knees. I've somehow lost my class. I walk around the school looking but cannot find them. A few other students are in the same situation. We decide to skip finding our correct places and sneak down to the basement of the school.

At the bottom of the basement stairs is the boys locker room. We hang out in this area until someone at the top of the stairs turns the lights off. We immediately freak out and run to the top of the stairs to turn the lights back on. We then reconvene in the basement locker room. I've always found the basement of the school frightening. Today is no exception. I wonder to the back of the locker room where there is usually three or four showers that don't work. When I get there, the showers are gone and replaced with a very large bathroom. It's a very nice bathroom with bold colors. Many stalls. Many showers. Well lit. It's like finding Narnia at the back of the wardrobe. The tornado never comes Dream ends.

I wake up

House of Horrors

Dream 8/16/2017

I am walking through a haunted house. It is a haunted house like you would find at Disney World. We start at the bottom and move from room to room. In each room that we enter, a ghost soon appears. It is a real ghost. At one point, I notice that someone got left a few rooms behind. I leave the group to find this person. I find them in a room with tall ceilings and a balcony. They move on but I stay. I think about how the group that I was once a part of is now so far away from me. I stay here and they keep moving. Dream ends.

I wake up

Darth Vader and Company

Dream 8/6/2017

Today I am involved in a game. This is the way the game works. You start building a model city inside a tent. The city is built out of Lego-type blocks. Then one of your teammates runs to find Darth Vader. At this time, Vader is roaming around a lake. Your teammate must approach Darth Vader and say, "I am [teammate's name], I am the first," depending on which one you are to approach Darth Vader, you will say, "I am the first," or, "I am the second," it just depends. When you get to the fourth person to approach the sith, then Darth Vader will approach you. He will come to attack your tent. We come to find out that the only way to survive this attack is to build a wall surrounding your tent and don't leave a space or crack or he will find his way inside.

We play the game several times. We both lose and win. The first time we play it is a bit strange as every time we approach Darth Vader, he begins to turn pale like a ghost. Dream ends.

I wake up.

The Demon In The Shed

Nightmare 7/19/2017

I've joined a two month long internship. The internship takes place at a house in the country. My job is to make calls to people although I don't know why I am calling them. I stand in a dimly lit bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror with a headset on my head making calls. Someone picks up on the other line. I start to tell them that I am a representative from Global Expeditions, then I hang up. I forgot. Global Expeditions was the last internship that I attended. I still can't remember the reasoning for calling people.

Some girls from the internship run inside the house. They say we need to come with them. We walk outside. At this point it is night. They lead us to an old shed about fifty yards from the house. They open the door. We all feel something sinister here. We know there is a ghost or demon inside, hiding somewhere in the darkness. I speak. Suddenly a gust of wind inside the shed blows and there appears two figures. We quickly slam the door and run.

Later on, we talk about what we saw. One of the interns believes that one or two people need to stay the night in the shed. I don't see the purpose in that idea.

Days later, the demon in the shed has possessed everyone in the internship but me. We are in another building now. Everyone acts like the demons from "The Evil Dead." They won't let me leave. At one point, all the interns leave the room but lock the door behind them. I find a couple of old fashioned brass keys. I try one. It doesn't fit. I try another. It turns. The door unlocks. I am free.

I quietly make my way down the hall and out the front door. I steal a snowmobile out front. Although it isn't snowing, the vehicle seems to be moving along at a rapid speed. I drive for miles and miles until the snowmobile stops working. Then, I see someone from the internship. It is a robot. He looks human due to the skin and exoskeleton but he is not at all human. He helps me fix the vehicle. I guess demons can't possess robots. He tells me that everyone back at the internship is okay now. I climb back onto the snowmobile and ride away. Dream ends.

I wake up

Late Night Frights

A Dream From the Past

It's late at night. Far past midnight. Most people are asleep. My sister, brother-in-law and myself are awake and wanting to go for a late night drive.

Driving down the dark, quiet road we see a haunted house. It's the type of place where teenagers and young adults pay to get scared. Inside this particular haunted house is a vampire. All who enter eventually come face to face with the hellion. The house is closed at this time.

We enter anyway. The lobby of the house is an arcade and although the lights are off, the room is lit from the arcade video games. A person is here but I never see his face. He is a stranger to me. He speaks to us. Nothing else happens. The place is closed. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Paperback Writer

Dream 2/11/2017

     The town I am in is nearly empty. Dead. Nobody is here except for the ferry operators. The ferry is a hover ship. It hovers twenty feet above the ground. I take the ferry and tour the ghost city.

     In South Africa, I visit a library. Whenever I visit a bookstore or library, especially one in another part of the world, I like to check if they have any of my published books. I move down the last names of each book on the shelf until I get to "Laverty." Wow, they have one. All the way in South Africa. I grab it. It's my guitar tutorial book. It teaches beginning guitar students how to play chords and then songs with those chords. This particular book seems to have been used a lot. The pages are frazzled and there are papers left inside, probably from the last user.

     The clerk asks if I want to check that one out. I mention that I'm just looking at it because I wrote it. He is pleasantly surprised and tells me that I can just have it if I want. I tell him, "no, it looks like it's getting good use here." I put it back on the shelf. Dream ends.

I WAKE UP. 

Ghostly Desires

Dream 1/11/17

There exists a serum, that when you take it, you are allowed to see the ghosts of people who you have known when they were alive and ones who you've been connected to. I take the serum. I instantly see and befriend the ghosts living in my house.

One ghost in particular, I fall in love with. Her name is Florentine. She is skinny and always wears khakis. All of the ghosts still have the remaining damages from their deaths. Some have horrific scars. One girl has a gash in her face and bloody eyes from the car accident that killed her.

I tell my sister about the ghosts and she decides to take the serum for herself. She joins the club. We have competitions. My sister and I race while the ghosts throw honey at us. Dream ends.

I wake up

The Demon Hunter

Dream 10/28/2014

     I'm running around the city at night when I get a call from Brian Warner, aka Marilyn Manson. He tells me that he needs help. A blue, ghost-like mist creature with a grandma voice, his words, is following him. 

The reason he is calling me for help is because my friend Sam is a demon hunter. More of a charity. People call him for help and he goes and murders the demon that is trying to murder the voice on the other side of the phone.

     So I start running toward Sam and I call him as well. He picks up the phone. I tell him that Marilyn Manson called and he needs his help. As I'm talking to Sam, I look behind me and notice a blue, ghost-like mist following me. I increase my speed. 

     I know where Marilyn is staying. I'm about to pass his place but I don't stop because I have a sneaking suspicion that he is possessed by now. As I pass I look. You know in the Exorcist after the girl with the demon inside of her kills the one priest and the other priest is watching her. She is sitting up on her knees throwing her arms in the air and growling into the sky, that's what Marilyn was doing, so incidentally, I kept running. 

     Eventually, I find Sam on a beach near a bridge. We start going over the game plan. He tells me that he wishes he would've given more of his business cards out to people. Dream ends

I wake up