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That was the summer of 1963 when everybody called me Baby and it didn’t occur to me to mind.  That was before President Kennedy was shot, before The Beatles came, when I couldn’t wait to join the Peace Corp. and I thought I’d never find a guy as great as my Dad.  

That was the summer we went to Kellerman’s.

Dream Diary Entry # 10: Frost ( @mayormak ) 4B00-0096-3556

I am having a very hard time describing Frost other than haunting,& gorgeous..

The town is quiet, dark, and the streets are empty, with only the sound of the rivers pooling into the ocean and of snow crunching under your feet to fill the night.

I met two odd inhabitants who didn’t seem human, and repeatedly told me they needed to get back home. Speaking of home, their homes were equally peculiar. Even though i was terrified of being caught I quickly snuck into each home without their noticing. The first home was large and glaringly white with numerous 0s and 1s illuminating the rooms, I pondered what they stood for as I stumbled upon a room full of spacecraft(?) parts and triggered an alarm!(??) I ran out as fast as I could, and hid in the forest until I felt it was safe to venture forward, towards the other house.

On the other-side of town I found the small home of the other odd resident, but this home immediately held a much stranger vibe. As this house was located in the residential area I had to be much sneakier and cursed softly as the metal door groaned behind me. I should have taken it as a warning. I catch my breath in the pitch black room and look for a switch but quickly decided that might be a bad idea. I stumble further into a room that sounds like an aquarium and is gently illuminated. I get closer to investigate before reeling back in horror; WHAT is all this?! A room filled with caged creatures, dissected and awaiting their fates, surrounded by floating chunks of organs in giant floor-to-ceiling tubes!

The few living creatures looked in my direction as I tried to muffle my screams, their eyes begging me to help. I was a coward and ran. I did not want to be found there for who knows what to happen. I ran and ran through the forest at full speed until I found myself out of the cold snow, somehow back in the comfort of my bed, greeted by the warmth of the summer sun..

demon dean || black