Re-Occuring Dream

There have not been many times in my life I can remember having the same dream more than once. But this one keeps popping up. Last night though, it had a different beginning and ending.

It started off, with me and a bunch of friends, at my old house in Nacogdoches. The house was the same but furniture and everything was different. That's because Brooke Burke and her husband lived there. And we were all banging her.

It started off and we were taking turns with her. She was acting just how you imagine a horny mom who wants some youthful sausage would act. She was wearing a silver bra and panties, with some of those hot stockings with the suspenders that clip to the panties. So of course, I'm behind her when her husband gets home. I have to pull out without finishing and run and hide.

He didn't mind us being there, but the fact that my dick was in his hot wife, could have caused some problems. So I run and hide in her bed room. In the dream I remembered I had lived there and had hidden porn all over the place. So I start looking for the treasures so that I can at least finish. Yup, there I am looking at porno mags and jerking off, while I'm in a dream with Brooke Burke.

I end up in the bathroom for a long time trying to rub it out, but it's not working. Eventually she and her husband want to go to sleep. So I vacate, and go sit out on the couch. She mentioned watching a Yankees game when I was leaving the room. I'm sitting on the couch and looking at porn, when she comes out and leans against the railing, just enticing me with her sweet ass. Teasing me, and then she went into the bedroom and I was left alone.

I'd like to note this is a really really really long description. The next part, is the part I've had before, mostly....

Suddenly I'm helping some little kid through a city in ruin. We start getting attacked by demonic wolves. Well, someone is getting ripped apart behind us and we can hear the screams. All of a sudden the kids an adult and his legs messed up really bad. I see a truck, and hot wire it, because I can do that in my dreams. I get inside and plead and yell at him to get in too. But, the hell dogs come back and drag him off behind a building.

Now they're jumping all over the truck and trying to get to me, so I floor it. In my dreams I can also drive a standard pretty well it seems and I speed away. I'm darting through what seems like a bigger city version of downtown Tyler, with police trying to catch me. I don't know why but they are after me, and I go to somewhere I've been before.

I pull up to an abandoned hospital, and get out and run inside. i lost the police somewhere further back, but didn't want to waste any time hiding myself. On my way inside, I see a woman completely naked, with parts torn out of her and strewn all over the ground. I'm disturbed but the worst part is she's still alive and just talking to herself, like she no longer has a sense of her surroundings.

I get inside and this woman comes up to me, she's kind of beat up and trash-punk looking and she knows me and lives in this abandoned hell hospital. I'm watching out of the window to see if the police are coming, but "they" start talking to me. They are horrible, disfigured apparitions. They float in and out of space and scream to cut off my arms, or kill people, or to kill myself. I ignore them in my dream, but I know they are there.

The hospital is horrible, as you'd imagine. The lights flicker and barely stay on, there are leaks, and filth everywhere. It smells of burnt hair and decay, and little pieces of people litter the floors like a students papers from a dropped essay. The floor is brown with what can only be blood and flesh, but even in this state, this is my sanctuary in the dream.

The next part is new, usually I just stay in the hospital and all sorts of crazy shit happens.

The police appear at the end of the long drive-way. It is only one cruiser, and they are going slow, so now is the chance to escape. The chick, some other guy, and I run out of the side entrance. I can still remember looking around in my dream, once I was back outside. The weather seemed like fall, the sky was grey and the air was cool. There was only a few vehicles in the parking lot and all were new looking, and amongst them my dirty ass stolen truck.

We run around back and find facilities that are still in operation. We go into a main office, and it's filled with the old and the dying. The front is all glass and this place holds for us no safety. We exit and try the next building which has nothing but an escalator going downstairs.

Inside, we find it is some kind of testing facility. There are people strapped into what look like those perm machine's at a hair salon. Regardless we all three sit down and hope to wait out the police.

When I sat down, my arms and head and feet were strapped down. They hooked up a huge I.V. to my arm and opened a compartment on the chair. This was where they put things to test on people.

Ice Cube walks in, with that same pissed off, I can smell my own gums look he always has. He says something ebonical that I couldn't make out, and then opened up a bag of tent equipment. He starts feeding it into the compartment. I start feeling this pain move through my veins as I can feel strings and parts literally push through my veins. There is a panel of doctors screaming as loud as they can, all very sick looking and screaming for me to feel more pain. This went on for some time.

The random guy who left the hospital with us was last to be put through this "testing." But when it was his turn, Heath Goggins walks out. Heath opens a compartment by the guys feet and puts in a huge bag of weed. The compartment was filled with a dark liquid and the pillow sized weed bag was supposed to ferment in it while he tortured the guy. I'm not sure how any of this went together, but the panel of sick doctors started yelling at Heath to stop doing that. He simply sealed it up and kept going.

At this point I either don't remember what happened, or I woke up. Either way, it was quite messed up and pretty freaky till the end where it just got funny. I have had the abandoned hospital part at least three times before. Sometimes I wonder if I'm alright mentally.