10-09-08

I'm laying in bed when a young man with long brown hair appears over me. He says something about wanting my soul. I kick my leg out to his chest and yell for him to leave.

Then I'm looking outside and it's nighttime. The house I'm in is similar to one I've been in before in dreams and it was also nighttime. This time I see several people out walking in the woods. The trees are sparse enough so the people are not concealed and the moonlight is bright enough to see their clothing. They are dressed puritanical, with girls and women in long dresses and braids and men in shirts, ties, and slacks. They are singing hymns. I'm freaked out by the spectacle. It's like we are being invaded by a cult. I back away from the window in order not to be seen or noticed. .

Too late. A man comes to the door and starts proselytizing. He opens the door and starts to come in when I shove him back out and yell "Get to fuck outta here!"

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