Yesterday I was watching the Amazing Stories marathon on the SCI FI channel. I was so happy that it was on because I have always loved all the Amazing Stories movies but never got a chance to see the tv series that spawned the movies. I ended up taping 3 hours worth of the marathon, so I'm happy about that. Unfortunately, I fell asleep in the 'Accursed Sleep Chair of DOom' and I missed a few episodes. During my time of slumber I had a very bizarre and somewhat scary dream. This is how it went...
I met some guys in a store and I made friends with them. I apparently needed to find a place to live and they said that I could live with them....so I did. They lived in this weird, big, old house with a bunch of other people. It reminded me of something like a hippie commune. There were about 7 or 8 people living in the house. The guys that I met had to go back out but I was in the house with one of the girls who lived there and we were talking. Then all of a sudden, something weird happened. Some people busted in and started searching the house for something--I think they might have been cops or something. So we had to hide so they wouldn't find us. I hid under a large dresser. After everything was safe and I got out from under the dresser, I noticed that there was a huge black spider on the floor. It looked like a tarantula but it was almost the size of a cat. Well, this thing was really freaking me out and I was trying to figure out what to do with it. I grabbed a big heavy glass ashtray and was going to use it to squish the spider. But then it started chasing me. IT chased me and I ran through the kitchen and the living room and the hallway. And it had these pincher things like crab claws and it was trying to attack me. Then I took the ashtray and threw it at the spider. But it didn't do anything to it. Then I took other large heavy glass things like bowls and vases and threw them at the spider, but they didn't do anything to it either. Finally, I grabbed an empty plastic garbage can and proceeded to chase the spider with it. We stopped running halfway down the hall and then I began to bash the living hell out of the spider repeatedly. I kept hitting it with the bottom of the trash can but it kept moving. So I kept beating it and beating it until it finally died. Then I asked the girl what we should do about the giant dead spider and she picked it up and I think she threw it in the garbage, or maybe the fire place, I can't remember which.
And that's about all I can remember of that dream.
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