Kiefer Show, and a cult of Cthulhu. This dream and I 'like in a particular way.
I decided that I will draw 'a screenplay. I understand why
'Fellini and D. Argento is writing dreams.
In reality 'I have granted one more day' with respect to them for putting it in writing, but I told this dream to my husband (and others) so 'many times to remember it perfectly.
"Mark and I are happy to have bought two tickets in the front row for the show's Kiefer Sutherland. Apart from him there will be other players and / or famous comedians.
walk anticipating the evening that promises to be exceptional even by the meteorological point of view: it's hot, there are no clouds to threaten the event. Heaven and 'roll star and even a slight breeze. Everything seems perfect.
We enter the stadium hosting the event. It 's not as great as that of our cities'. It seems more 'one of those football-country or small towns: there' a few rows of bleachers, there's' lots of light but nothing else. There is no 'trace of immense galleries, or curves which can hold thousands of jobs.
We sit down more and more 'satisfied our places are in the front row.
Kiefer enters between the roar of the crowd. The show begins.
After long and funny monologues, Sutherland Jr decides it 's time to involve more' active audience and called my husband to make a game with him. Mark gets up and goes immediately into the stadium, alongside the actor without showing the slightest embarrassment, I am proud of him.
Kiefer explains the game, start the game and Mark wins. Kiefer admits that he never lost before. The audience cheers both. There are more and more 'fair to my husband. At this point Mark
back to sit beside me and announced that he had made friends with Kiefer. I'm so glad, I really want to know. Meanwhile Kiefer left the stage to make room for other actors. I'm sick of the show, I would like to see more 'Kiefer, so' I decide to go in my room. Why
'it seems that suddenly we are all in a secluded in the woods: those big type residences there are in the midst of the national parks. So our
and 'property is a' isolated but in which nothing is missing. E 'in length and built in height to not spoil the view. Luckily our room and 'close to the reception.
After a bit 'me too tired to stay in the room and saw that Kiefer has not yet taken his show I decided to take a ride to the hotel, just to explore it a bit'. Giro
you turn and end up in the basement. Surplus fearless and I run into a huge gate. I open it in front of me appears an incredible scene: I stand at the entrance to what looks like a reconstruction of a temple of a civilization 'old unknown to me. Un'archeloga are certainly not, but I studied fine art at the classic story and is nowhere mentioned in any way what 'I am facing: statue of bird-women around an altar that looks old. As if old relics were brought there 'to reconstruct a lost temple.
The scene 'disturbing and I shut the door behind him without even having set foot in the temple.
Esco travel from an underground to search for my husband to whom I want to tell everything, but can not find it. Meetings, however, that Kiefer and now 'become our friend and tell him everything I've seen. Amazed he asks me to accompany him to see for yourself.
I let myself get too facilemte, dominated by his charm,-P
At the "temple" he decides to go despite my objections: I have a bad feeling. I feel that if we were to cross those boundaries, something bad will happen '. But Kiefer, deaf to my protests, the same goes to look more 'closely at statues of hooded bird-women.
He begins to feel uncomfortable and leaves. In more 'and' now that you come back to the show. For my part I sit at my good good seat in the stands and tell my husband everything.
The show goes on, everyone laughs except me that I still have a bad presentiment. I look around as if something were to happen and in fact I see women dressed in a strange way to walk among the audience looking for someone. I understand now they want me, came to take me. Before I panic I say to Mark that nods to Kiefer.
Both lead me into the hotel room and ask me to wait while they come to take care of everything.
wait, but every minute that passes increases my power: I can not do more 'to be closed between those four walls and go out and see what happens. As I walk into the lobby to meet her a couple of friends who apparently had come with us to see the show but you and 'dream materialized in only now.
Keep walking and, once alone, my friend attacking me. Taken by surprise and she will end up in land, which, he is' raised a yellow beak a bird, I throw them seeds. I understand that I must not breathe or I will be 'the end. She
overhanging it throws its weight crushed her back and holding on the ground. With the free hand I can only pick a handful of earth from seeds that had brought against me and just when she opens what, he is' became a huge bill to swallow, I throw them to him straight in the throat.
The move is effective. The monster in which my friend has run 'trsformata lets go to grab the throat does not seem able to breathe. He sways while I got to his feet and finally fell to the ground lifeless.
I was running and finally meeting Mark Kiefer. The latter, aware of being the cause of all, it is proposed to help: he bought a house in Italy, a house that no one knows. Suggests that shelter them 'while we decide what to do. Also called his friend Tony Almeida (one of the co-stars of the TV series "24" referred to, and 'player, but that it' a real CIA agent) to be my bodyguard.
arrived at his villa where Tony is waiting for us. I feel a lot more 'quiet. Meanwhile
Marco Kiefer and tell me that I must put the seed that I seem to be swallowed, despite the effort of not breathing during the struggle against the monster-exam.
While I am committed to vomit groped, men (bah! Power to women!,-P) decided against a strategy.
I finally manage to eject the seed and exhausted I fall asleep on the couch. My sleep, however, 'does not go quiet. I had a strange dream, or, what seems like a dream revealing:
Kiefer and discover that 'sexually attracted to me. So the purpose of the "bird priestesses" and 'to turn me into one of them to have sex with Kiefer and by phagocytosis after each one.
I wake with a start e. ...." the phone rings at home. ... I wake up and really 'my friend Mark.
vabbe E' ... I will have to 'write the end alone. If nothing else potro 'get rid of the inconsistencies. ;-)
night night
