puszysty

I had this awful nightmare last night. There were snakes, pigs being rounded up into those livestock trailers for slaughter, and me being locked in a converted mental institution. This whole complex (where we worked rounding up pigs and other such things and slept in padded rooms) was run by an organization that used fear as a means of absolute power. You were okay with them until they decided it was your turn to suffer. At one point in my dream, I came back to my room, saw the patrol come to my neighbors (a family of 3 or 4), and excused myelf to go use the bathroom because I knew they were about to be tortured in that room and I didn't want to be next door when it happened. When I was in the bathroom, a bunch of girls came in there and began plotting a way out in frightened tones. That's when I woke up. It might be the most awful dream I've ever had.

I wonder if not eating dinner made my sugar go haywire in my sleep or something.