Fri Jul 15 2005 3:43pm PDT
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...i am at work walking through the aisles of plants when suddenly im surrounded by seven or eight whores. i dont know that they are whores but they are dressed like the saloon whores of the west. they all have a mask on. a grey cheeked with red in a streak from eye/nose to cheek on each side of the face framed in pale white around the cheeks by the ears and forhead. their faces all look the same but they are different sizes.
i turn around for a second and all i see left of them is their dresses on the floor. a loud maniacle laugh coming from the shelves about 30meters away puts fear in me. having the sense that the ladies were killed somehow, so i run. i run to the entrance to the inside of the store. noone seems to be around. the store is empty. i keep running down the center aisle of the store. there i see a couple workers but they seem daized. i run around to the front door by the lumber. as i reach the registers i realize something.
i think to myself why am i running? i yell out Jesus is in me who can stand against me? my voice projecting louder than i am physically making it. i run to the wood and pull out a closet pole of about 2meters long. i say to myself im gonna find this guy. as i am saying that a spear tip appears on the closet pole. its a pewter color sorta like the spear tip from the movie hero but without the fuzzy hangy thing on it. as i move out toward the registers again a coworker i have never seen blocks my path with a stale look on his face. i ask him to move but he does nothing. i tell him to move or im gonna make you move, as i have the point directed at him. and then i wake....