August 25th, 1997 CE

I dreamed that I was flying, cross-legged, down some nameless street, hovering a few scant feet above the ground. While cruising along, I ran into a woman of indeterminate middle-eastern descent. She explained to me that due to some bizarre cultural obligation, she needed to have sex with me as soon as possible. Somewhat indignant at the idea of having this woman want to have sex with me purely because she was being forced to, I refused to take part in this. Now walking, I made my way down the street to some kind of restaurant or recreation centre or something, with this girl close in tow. She continued to proposition me for a while, and I continued to refuse.

In this building, I took a seat at a table in some kind of dimly-lit common-room, and the woman sat down with me. As she continued to plead with me, a woman who, in the context of this dream, was my sister then joined us at this table and I filled her in on this situation as I best understood it, while the girl sat there silently. My "sister" tried to convince me to indulge this girl in her tradition, and I slyly replied that I would agree to have sex with this girl if she would join us in a 3-way. She agrees, and what followed was a quick scene of sexual deviancy which didn't speak much of my imagination, but which seemed to satisfy whatever urges bring about the need for wet dreams…

After this, there is some vague walking around, as the three of us stroll about outside. It was late at night in the context of the dream, and I recall the stars above being bright and plentiful, as we approached a train station with bright orange artificial lights.

For some reason, at this point our physical proportions change dramatically, to those of characters from some 16-bit video game; huge heads and eyes, with stubby little gender-free bodies. Everything becomes somewhat video-game-like, in fact, and it is suddenly winter, as snow coats the ground thickly. We wander empty, snow-covered streets for a time, fighting bears for no obvious reason, until quite abruptly, a caped, skeletal monster swooped down from the sky and grabbed me. It flew off into the sky, holding me in it's bony grip, until it arrived at some kind of raised platform near the top of a pole which was planted in the ground somewhere far below. I saw myself, then, from a vantage point somewhere outside of my own body, strapped onto this platform and surrounded by a free-floating red and blue wire-frame as my flesh was stripped from my bones, and my skeleton became horribly elongated. I retained tactile sensation throughout this process, and felt absolute horror over what I had become. Shouting my defiance, I screamed "I am NOT some skeletal humanoid monster!". It then responded "Oh, yeah? Take another look". I then woke up.