On Vox: dream: spider
Last night’s dream was a strange one. My wife and I entered a Gothic chamber, something out of the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland. We were going to see a live audioanimatronic performance of a magician, flourishing cards and bursting out of the wall. Then it came.
Breaking through a large window, the spider attacked with an unstoppable force. My wife screamed, I jumped on its back and began my brutal task. Punching into its hard carapace, I burst it as though it was made of plastic. I ripped off its antenna, its jaws. I was victorious.
Originally posted on lightsoutfilms.vox.com