i had the strangest, most frightening, wonderful dream last night, and i don't know quite what i think of it now that i'm back awake.
a group of friends from school and i went to a murder mystery theatre event. although unlike any murder mystery i'd ever heard about. the event took place in a huge mansion with numerous rooms and passageways we were free to explore. first however, the audience was led into a large dining room, where we all sat. i remember being terrified--the room was massive and medieval in design, lit only by torches. of course, a thunderstorm was raging outside, so lightning was seen through the windows.
we then watched the first scene of the murder mystery--with moving scenery that would (seemingly) automatically flip and spin around to depict different locations. we saw the principal actors and how they had arrived at the mansion--and in fact, most of them had suffered horrible deaths and needed to find the killers--whom they thought was in the auidence. it was very graphic and very realistic, leaving me shaking.
once that was done, we were free to explore, and new scenes would be performed along the way. in many respects, it was also similar to a haunted house (ripe with the jump-out-of-your-seat element). so michelle and i decided that we weren't going anywhere without the other, because we terrified, so we timidly walked down a hallway with other audience members into what looked like a dungeon setting. i sat down, she sat down next to me, and we watched the scene. only the two people who sat on either side of us were actors in it and scared the shit out of us in the dark.
somewhere along the way, we were close to figuring ou the purpose of the event. the actors were pushing michelle and myself to discover the meaning of life (looking back on this now, i'm laughing). we were running through twisted passageways with the goblin-like characters running after us, our shadows bouncing in the torchlight, and we came across a large key. michelle grabbed it and ran for the entranceway, as i followed behind. just as she was reaching her hand out for the door, one of the goblins hit a switch, and she fell through a trapdoor that slammed back into place behind her.
so i was left by myself with all of these people (one of whom broke character and assured me michelle would be fine), and i was trying to figure out the meaning of life. so i ran the other way and searched the corridors, finally coming up to another locked door that had the word slow on it. and i stopped suddenly and realized what it was, informing the other characters of it. relax, take your time, and enjoy life.
i also met a guy there--and although i remember absolutely nothing about him, the nervousness i originally felt that grew into confidence and happiness leaves me convinced that there is someone special out there for me and i will find him. i know it sounds cheesy, but i can't put into words how secure and happy i felt when i was around this mystery person--it was just nice. it made me feel happy to wake up and start the day.
also at one point, i wound up at a building i knew to be jenkelly's house, it had whte columns and was a brick building and was really pretty--but it was also on the smc campus. i was writing in a spiral notebook with a green cover which i referred to as my journal, and i remember writing that i was surprised i'd never been to jen's house before--after all, it is right between mccarthy and the library. how did i never see it before?
i don't know, it's odd. it was a really bizarre dream, and i don't know where it came from. at different points, i was terrified, scared for my life, and amazingly happy. i just felt a need to write it all down. so i did.
now i must clean the house and go to work. oy vay...
michelle's birthday is TOMORROW!!!!!!!