Strange Ritual.
Friday, 4/17/09
I dreamt I drove to a secluded cul-de-sac in the woods. There was some sort of event going on there where people were displaying large sculptures of animals around one of the lots. I wandered in, and caught the tail end of some strange events.
Up a hill there was a crowd of people outside, but I went around them and wandered into one of the buildings on the property. Inside I saw an older man and a woman, both naked, painting themselves with this strange goo and sticking costumed bits to their skin to make them look a bit like animals.
She was tall with cropped black hair, rather attractive with her long legs and small breasts. She was ‘dressed’ as a spider, I think. She stepped out another door leading to a small indoor garden filled with people, and he looked at mefor a moment before asking me to hand him a heat fan which was on the floor.
He was muscular but lithe, bald and just about completely hairless, probably in his fifties and maybe fifteen to twenty years older than the woman. I’m not sure what he was done up as. It took me a moment to figure out what he wanted, but I moved it closer to him and he thanked me. I slipped out another door parallel to the one she exited through to see what was going on.
The woman was addressing the crowd gathered in the garden, which was open to the sky in the center, but surrounded by a porch. She was going to run and jump into a vat of goo in the center of the garden, like many others had done that night. She was apparently going to be the last one. I got to watch her take her leap. She seemed graceful and sexy as she arced through the air, landing wetly in the puddle of goo, surrounded by people. In the goo, for all to see, she stuck her fingers into her vagina.
She got out and the people cheered for her, This concluded the meeting, and people started discussing those who hadn’t payed yet. I was asked, from my position away from the crowd, if I had payed by a man I hadn’t seen before. He was thin and had short dark hair. He was clothed, I believe. I admitted I hadn’t I was told to go inside and straighten that out, but when the guy turned away to speak with someone else I slipped out ahead of the crowd.
Ouside it was lighter out. I made my way towards my car, intent on leaving covertly, but quickly saw a large fat man in a poncho walking out in where the cars were parked. I considered dropping to the grown to hide, but he seemed to see me, and started running over. As I considered hiding around one of the other nearby houses on the cul-de-sac, I woke up.