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Post #1182464

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DuracellEnergizer
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The Dream of the Giant Fractal Woodlouse.
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13-Mar-2018, 2:28 PM
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13-Mar-2018, 2:32 PM
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Finally — a dream I call recall enough details from to describe in detail. Haven’t had one of those in a long while.

I was sitting in my 7th grade classroom, watching an episode from a new season of Friends. The episode was strange in that it wasn’t comedic at all; the tone was dead-serious, and the plot very bizarre; Monica was experiencing some weird Twilight Zone scenario where the world around her was transforming into one straight from a soap opera; even the look changed halfway through from a modern HD digital look to a worn-out, hazy, shot-on-video look. And David Arquette was the guest star.

Taking a break from the episode, I stepped out of the classroom, and found myself outside in my front yard. I wandered under a tree or into a field (or both at different times), where these tiny, mite-sized black widow spiders began swarming over me. They began feeding off of me, which started leaving me giddy and light-headed. After a minute or two, I returned back inside the classroom to continue watching Friends. I repeated this scenario several times, taking a break from the TV to go outside, allowing evermore spiders to feed off me. And art was imitating life; on Friends, Monica & co. were going outdoors, where they, too, were serving as smorgasbord to tiny mite-sized black widows.

In the end, everyone — myself included — were left desiccated husks drained dry of all fluids. I think I remained alive in this state.