dream

[adrienmundi]

I was in a large, suburban house that clearly wasn't mine, but I was meant to be there. I was with a friend, and we were waiting for the arrival of some Cthuloid monster that was traveling somehow in the body of a small woman. I was meant to be eaten, or consumed, or something; details were hazy, but the sense of inescapability and badness grew throughout the dream. Details were odd, too. I knew they (the 'vessel' and a pair of handlers) were traveling by a small, propeller driven airplane for most of the journey, and by car after that; the handlers were rich, personally invested in the undertaking, and of the impression that they would gain by this; once the consumption began, starting with me, it would lead to destruction and ruin on a global scale; running would get me nothing. At some point, my friend, who was trying to distract me with gossip, left the house (presumably to leave before 'they' arrived), but called me on a cell phone to keep me company and continue with the gossip. Just before waking, I had a clear image of the vessel, and couldn't understand how something so large and terrible could be contained in such a small body.

Add to this the dream from the night before about being in a suburban, but much lower scale apartment of some dream friend with fairyhead and watching jet black clouds keep trying to form tornadoes before giving up and just extending an arm of darkness right at us, and I have to wonder why all of the sudden the suburbs have taken on such an active, supernaturally malicious cast.