cornerofmadness

So in this morning’s dream theatre, while there were many dreams, this is the one I remember. For some reason I wanted something in my uncle’s basement but the basement had changed, filled with junk and sprawling ever deeper and further away from the stairs.

Where the washer and dryer usually are was bizarre stuff, like I’d expect if a traveling circus from the turn of the century had gone under. I was poking around and I saw a little iguana like lizard. That surprised me. And then I saw a horny toad but then where the dryer should be I saw a juvenile alligator and he was none too happy to see me or my dogs. Yeah, suddenly I had dogs with me, a big indeterminate thing that I couldn’t see well in the dream but was probably a golden retriever and a little yappy thing that I was sure I was dog sitting.

Me and the dogs give it a wide berth so I can go tell dad and my uncle but rather than go back up the stairs I had just come down, I go further into the basement and encounter a snake, a poisonous one. (It’s like did my uncle rob the reptile house at the zoo?). It opens up finally to a door but it empties at the church about a quarter mile a way. Me and the dogs start back and a cobra menaces us and there are cops with police dogs all over the place looking for something. I steal two harnesses off the police dogs for my dogs and go back to my uncle’s.

For some reason there are kids in the house, young ones, several of them and when I tell dad and uncle about the alligator they naturally laugh at me and tell the kids to go look. I get furious and make them come along with my brother into the basement. I reach up to yank the cord to turn off the light and it snaps off right up to the light’s nose (the light is a bizarre head). Dad and uncle and brother are still laughing at me right up until they see one strange lizard and then the alligator comes roaring out from behind something.

“There’s an alligator!”

No shit. Then I woke up.