roxymonoxcide

This 50 foot thing was destroying the city and all it wanted was human blood. Not really for food but just (it seemed) for the sport of killing. My only hope was to join the millions of others attempting to hide in buildings and stay away from windows, even though we all knew it was just a matter of time before the thing would destroy parts of the building to rat us out. And just as it gets quiet and people start to look out windows...(the eye of the storm) we find that it isn't just one giant thing but it has a family of young that is smaller who can fit into the buildings that drag us out into the streets to be killed.
I didn't sleep very well last night.

I never wanted to run away from something so much in my life. I was so uncomfortable it hurt.

My mood mixed with the giant gingerbread man in the movie Shrek 2 makes for some weird fucked up dreams.