Had an absolutely ghastly dream!
At the start, it was kind of funny, I was (variously) living in or housesitting an old house, or maybe like an apartment building. It looked a lot like part of the house a childhood friend used to live in. Apparently, someone online (I think from the old Brunching Shuttlecocks site) had rented this room years before me, and wrote about how awful it was online; it had big holes in the floor where dirt could be seen and bugs would come up, there were even bats just flying around. At first it was kind of funny because the house was every bit as bad as he described. At one point I left the room for a bit and came back to find the most horrible rat ever had come up from the floor and was paused near its hole; it had a white head that almost looked like it was rotting or something. I found a camera that was left behind by the owners to snap photos of the rat. I think the rat may have even started talking to me.
There was something about a witch, too; and if the witch appeared you had to scratch her on the back of the hand and say some kind of chant, something like, "Go away, go away, you're not wanted here." (Basic.)
At some point I suspected there were going to be more bugs coming up from the floor, so I sprayed for them with what I thought was bug spray, but then realized after a bit was actually just a bottle of fragrance spray. I began spritzing that around instead.
Either right before or right after the spray incident there was the incident with the bats, where they were flying all through the air and I was even able to just catch 3 of them in my hand, so I went to the light to be able to take a better snapshot of this. Going up the stairs, I saw the chandelier swing and i think it was at this point I realized the house was haunted. (Apparently the witch didn't tip me off.)
I went to begin printing the photos but instead some random naked picture of myself I'd taken some time priorly printed out in their place, and then I had to sort through a bunch of sports videos the homeowners had snapped of their kids, trying to find the pictures I took of the house. As I kept heading upstairs, I left the portion of the property I was in charge of, and there was a Halloween party, like the beaux arts ball, going on upstairs. I was just passing through since I lived in the building, but someone who worked with the party -- who looked just like F. Murray Abraham -- began talking to me. I think we discussed the history of the house, which was very old and historical. Then, I think, as I started to go downstairs again I ran into some friends maybe? In any case, next I recall after this I was with friends who wanted me to have a photo taken at the ball with them. I ended up trying to conceal the naked polaroid of myself I still had. They were all in these matching tulle gowns and wanted me to change into one at this costume booth to join them. For some reason one of the friends (note this wasn't any person I actually know in real life, but in the dream she was some friend of mine) accompanied me into the dressing room, which was kind of makeshift anyway and very cramped. I was pushed right up against a window that looked out into the street and some guy looked at me from his car. but I figured "Well, I will change so fast, what are the odds that'll happen again?" So I was going to change into one of the outfits, when the witch appeared again in a fireplace that I could see from the dressing area. She began to say semi-nonsensical but pretty damn scary threats at me, mentioning that since I lived in this house she'd be able to get to me later. Some other woman attending the dressing room ran at her, and performed the scratching0the-back-of-the-hand bit and sent her away. Then the woman began to scold me for not remembering the way to do it.
It sounds totally stupid here, but I was scared to death when I woke up from that, all creeping around the livingroom trying to hide from the windows and everything.
At the start, it was kind of funny, I was (variously) living in or housesitting an old house, or maybe like an apartment building. It looked a lot like part of the house a childhood friend used to live in. Apparently, someone online (I think from the old Brunching Shuttlecocks site) had rented this room years before me, and wrote about how awful it was online; it had big holes in the floor where dirt could be seen and bugs would come up, there were even bats just flying around. At first it was kind of funny because the house was every bit as bad as he described. At one point I left the room for a bit and came back to find the most horrible rat ever had come up from the floor and was paused near its hole; it had a white head that almost looked like it was rotting or something. I found a camera that was left behind by the owners to snap photos of the rat. I think the rat may have even started talking to me.
There was something about a witch, too; and if the witch appeared you had to scratch her on the back of the hand and say some kind of chant, something like, "Go away, go away, you're not wanted here." (Basic.)
At some point I suspected there were going to be more bugs coming up from the floor, so I sprayed for them with what I thought was bug spray, but then realized after a bit was actually just a bottle of fragrance spray. I began spritzing that around instead.
Either right before or right after the spray incident there was the incident with the bats, where they were flying all through the air and I was even able to just catch 3 of them in my hand, so I went to the light to be able to take a better snapshot of this. Going up the stairs, I saw the chandelier swing and i think it was at this point I realized the house was haunted. (Apparently the witch didn't tip me off.)
I went to begin printing the photos but instead some random naked picture of myself I'd taken some time priorly printed out in their place, and then I had to sort through a bunch of sports videos the homeowners had snapped of their kids, trying to find the pictures I took of the house. As I kept heading upstairs, I left the portion of the property I was in charge of, and there was a Halloween party, like the beaux arts ball, going on upstairs. I was just passing through since I lived in the building, but someone who worked with the party -- who looked just like F. Murray Abraham -- began talking to me. I think we discussed the history of the house, which was very old and historical. Then, I think, as I started to go downstairs again I ran into some friends maybe? In any case, next I recall after this I was with friends who wanted me to have a photo taken at the ball with them. I ended up trying to conceal the naked polaroid of myself I still had. They were all in these matching tulle gowns and wanted me to change into one at this costume booth to join them. For some reason one of the friends (note this wasn't any person I actually know in real life, but in the dream she was some friend of mine) accompanied me into the dressing room, which was kind of makeshift anyway and very cramped. I was pushed right up against a window that looked out into the street and some guy looked at me from his car. but I figured "Well, I will change so fast, what are the odds that'll happen again?" So I was going to change into one of the outfits, when the witch appeared again in a fireplace that I could see from the dressing area. She began to say semi-nonsensical but pretty damn scary threats at me, mentioning that since I lived in this house she'd be able to get to me later. Some other woman attending the dressing room ran at her, and performed the scratching0the-back-of-the-hand bit and sent her away. Then the woman began to scold me for not remembering the way to do it.
It sounds totally stupid here, but I was scared to death when I woke up from that, all creeping around the livingroom trying to hide from the windows and everything.
grayness:
This reminds me a bit of Lovecraft's "The Dreams in the Witch House"...