I had a really creepy dream last night...
I was with this guy (who was a really hot death metal guy, btw) and we were going into this creepy old house... While getting some food at a store before going there, I saw this creepy, crazy woman who had a dead stuffed cat with her... I arrived at the castle, but left the guy there by himself while I went home to get some supplies and my stuff. When I arrived at home there was a bottle of juice in the mailbox... I drank the juice, passed out, and ended up going to the hospital. After I awoke, I saw my mother who was visiting me and told her about my trip to the house. She freaked out and called the police. Then all the police and newspeople, and ambulance workers arrived at the house, but the guy wasn't there. I was yelling the guy's name and went into the house basement with my mother, and entered this room with all these old children's book and toys. There was a closet in the corner... I opened the heavy steel door. It was empty, but there was this pounding sound coming from behind the wall. I took a desk from the room and started smashing the wall apart, while my mother ran to get help. I later finished breaking down the wall and the guy was behind it, as was another door on the other side. The door which I had entered through slammed shut and locked... and I woke up...
