nightmares

I had the most terribly vivid dream last night. It was about her soaked up in misery in a room of luxuries suffocating her. Her father was fucking insane. All I wanted was a bike and I caught myself trying to save her once again. The door was open and Bryce was waiting outside for her with Kris. She was helpless and indecisive so we were left inside. Her dad thought I was the reason for her previous drug intake and screamed looking for me so I crawled into the closet cowardly along with one of her cats.

He found me pretending to be asleep and he locked me in. I found a key but someone had beaten me to the race as I got let out. There she was, getting ready, with a mucus stained tub, bug-eyed, asking if I could stay out tonight and go to greek row. As if everything were normal.

Her dad came pounding at the door with rage you could hear towns away. He knocked it down as I scurried back into the closet pretending I'd never left. Suddenly, he was nice to her and wanted to play a game as he found a game of black magic within an envelope.

They entered the closet which transformed into a dungeon as we played with magical cards marked with decapitated heads.

I don't remember what else went on from there. I was trying to save her from her helplessness and habit of going back into the cycle of destruction.