Only in Dreams

I would have to do a crazy 45 minute commute to work every morning. It involved driving downtown under all the bridges where I would catch a metro-like thing. I somehow ended up at a church activity (of a family ward) where I ran into Annalisa Milo. She had grown up quite a bit and we were talking about life and such. I found out that the restaurant was still open and running up in Salt Lake. I dropped by and started talking to the Milos. Turns out that Nerissa is living in China doing business. I happened to be there at the restaurant right before they opened and so the Milos were doing a training with the servers. Sister Milo introduced me to everyone there and mentioned how I was just back visiting even after leaving on such terrible terms. Allusions to them knowing this fact kept popping up. Afterwards I was talking with the servers, dividing out their tips and asking about who usually does that job now that Nerissa was gone? Some guy went off on a tangent explaining how Cucina Tuscana was doomed because on the first night of summer when he opened the porch, somehow an ill biblical omen was there. I think it was some number of people who came in or something. He was raving that no one else noticed it, but that it was clear as day. His argument was very convincing. After that I was talking with Sister Milo again and she had mentioned that they still had the painting that I had given them. I didn’t remember any painting, but suddenly memories started flowing back of a family portrait that I had given to them as a gift. I joked and said “I would really like to come over and see that painting. I’m surprised you still have it!”

Brityn came over and we were going to watch a movie. In particular some chick flick that I was supposed to have. When I was looking through all of the DVD cases, I realized that most of them were gone/stolen and so I didn’t have any type of chick movie. It was getting late, but we were still talking and she brought up the fact that Ty ripped her off by charging her a $25 DJ finding fee because he got a DJ over to her place one night they threw a party. I said, well Ty’s piano is still over at our place so feel free to come over and play $25 worth of time/practice while we still had it.

There is a robotic ear bunny thing that goes around and to see if you are lying or not or if you are loyal to whatever government/political power. It hooks up electrodes to you and asks you questions if it senses that you are incorrect, it shocks you to watch for stress. Apparently being shocked and the stress response can show loyalty. Kind of like a big brother thing. Except that a friend runs it. It was my first time doing it but my friend was helping me through it. The guy running it was an idiot and didn’t realize that I kept getting the questions wrong and I kept on stammering when I was getting shocked, but the operator just figured that I was new. But in actuality, I was anti-government.

As a fragmented preface, I started to go visit the neighbor's hot tub, but they were kind of upset because we weren't really friends with them and they turned us away. I remember steep roads and crowded neighborhoods. Narrow homes. It was nighttime with wet pavement. After long months of training and infiltration, I finally became a vampire and was allowed access to their lair. A large hollow column with stairs and rooms all around the sides. All of this hovering over a round shopping mall food court (this wasn’t revealed until the end). Some crazy ritual was going on and I was admitted just in time to watch it. As I was brought into Dracula's chamber he spoke to me. He possessed total control over me. I involuntarily sat down when he told me too. Dracula explained that I was being tested and groomed for this position and was finally ready to meet him. He had a pale face, jet black hair and his right eye was black. I responded, "Yes My Master, Two" Because he was my second master. My first being the girl vampire who had transformed me. As the ritual started we were hoisted high up with chains. So high that the only thing in sight were the chains and what was being hoisted. I remember a gigantic narrow shield, a broadsword and a breastplate. All having historical mystic importance. These ritualistic artifacts were somehow going to do something bad to the world, or maybe just the food court, miles below. My first master was also holding on to the chains and we were swinging around activating the artifacts. Then I started to sabotage the ritual. Mostly this involved tangling up the chains, breaking them and then making them fall. My master got pissed and she severed the chain I was hanging on and I plummeted to the food court. After surviving my fall (I'm a vampire after all) I met up with my friends who were down there eating. I probably got chick-fil-a because that’s my favorite at the food court.

Nerissa and her husband somehow live in the same house/condo that I live in. Our neighbors are all the same families that are around here (Arlington) now they just have moved around a bit so they are closer to the deeper part of the cul-de-sac. My room has big glass windows that look out into a courtyard, so everyone can see in. Nerissa also has a child, or is pregnant. I get into an argument with her and tell her to leave. As I’m crying in my room, I’m trying not to let people see through the glass.

There was a large pool on a hill. It somehow defied the law of gravity and the surface of it was sloped downward. There was a hidden button on the top of it that if you pushed it, it would cause the pool to turn into a gigantic swell that would crash at the bottom of the pool. Outside of it even. We would try to bodysurf it in, but every time, I would be swimming too fast so I would be launched forward, suspended in the air over the wave and I would flail to try and land in the water. We wanted to do it again but felt bad because it killed some people who happened to be swimming in it at the time. One old guy was slammed and caught in a chain link fence near the bottom of the pool. We still did it a couple of more times but I never caught a wave, just always ahead of it.

Living in an apartment complex with an underground cement parking. From what I can remember a girl and I broke through some glass display at a clothing store in the mall and stole stuff. The reason we broke through the glass is so that we wouldn’t set off the alarms when we left the place. Obviously we couldn’t just walk through the doorways. Swat came after us and we got split up. Somehow I was across an overlooking cement wall looking at our apartment. And I saw the SWAT team close in so I called her cell to warn her. We got away and started planning to leave the country but what with technology it was discouraging because they probably knew who we were and all sorts of information so it would be really hard to get across the boarder.