Last night I dreamed that I was with a bunch of settlers who found a ghost town out on a mountain and decided to live there, rather than take the time to build completely new buildings. It was probably around the 1900s or so by the way people dressed and acted. But it appears that the town wasn’t completely deserted after all. It was still inhabited by the former residents or “demons” who had gone mad and killed each other and themselves. So when the new settlers came, some people got sick when they were possessed by the spirits and began to go crazy. Even people who did not get possessed started acting a bit crazy after a while, angry and aggressive to the other settlers.I kept trying to tell people that the town was haunted and that’s why everyone was sick or going mad, but very few people would listen to me. I told them that the “demons” (which is how I referred to them in the dream) were feeding off the negative energy of the living people and the more negative people became, the stronger the spirits would become and the more damage they could do. They wouldn’t listen, wanting to stay in the town because it was so convenient. Still, the ones who had become most unhinged decided that my words held some truth. They began gathering up all the people who were sick and possessed. They boxed them up into coffins and slid them down the mountainside into the river. When they hit the water, the boxes were so badly constructed that they sank and the people inside were drowned, but that only increased the number of angry dead.Knowing there was nothing we could do, me and the few people who still had some common sense tried to get out of the town. But one of the people with us was actually having some kind of affair with one of the ghosts, and she started murdering people with a pair of scissors as we tried to get out of town through this ramshackle building full of all kinds of old junk. In the end, I was the only one to escape. 
Still feeling pretty cruddy today, especially after chiseling my car out of yesterday’s ice fall. But I can’t take off from work two days in a row, especially not this time of year. I want to though. I feel like someone beat me up. I keep worrying that I’m going to get as sick as I was at the beginning of the year. But at least I have off tomorrow, so I can rest again. I just hope today isn’t too stressful.I want to take my blanket with me to work….
December 20th
This is the fourth day of Saturnalia in honor of the Golden Age of Saturn and Ops.
Mother Night is an Asatru festival honoring Odin, Ing, and Erda. Dreams tonight foretell the outcome of the New Year.
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Getting to take a blanket into work might improve morale in many sectors. I know my afternoons would be a lot more comfy
Yikes. That’s a pretty freaky dream. But on the plus side, at least you didn’t become possessed by a demon and start killing people, right? Maybe the ghost town is a metaphor for Borders.
@heidenkind - hah! Yeah, I can see that. Probably a warning to get out while the getting’s good and that warning anyone else is pretty much a waste of time.