madi

Well Its 4am again. I was actually sleeping but woke up due to a very disturbing dream. All of my dreams are quite strange. I'd rather spend a greater length of time in these akward dreams, I hate reality.
In this dream I was trying to find someone and I was holding their child, a little baby, no more than a day old. I was running down a long hall and the floor was wet, except for a few dry raised areas. Every few seconds a jolt of electricity would surge through the floor, shocking me, If I were not standing in one of these dry areas. When I got to the end of the hall a man told me I would have to give one of the babies arms to him in order to pass though this doorway. I plucked off one of the childs arms as if it were a baby dolls. This continues on though different hallways and mazes w/ numerous dangers and at every door a peice of the child was handed over. Untill I am left w/ a stump of a baby in my hands. I finally I find myself outside and see the mother in a field near by, she is on her knees digging a grave w/ her bare hands. I hand her the remains of the baby, she calmly takes it from me and says "the price for passage is to high" I start to cry and wake up... a bit flustered.

It seems like it has a meaning yet, ended so abrubtly, I am at a loss.