Evil Uncle Redneck
I'm at the house in Blowing Rock with my family and Samantha (G).
I'm showing her around the place: The secret passages, the 'dungeon' under the stairs,
the 'barn door' in the upstairs playroom, etc.
Sam's 'Evil Uncle Redneck' shows up to punish her.
She's written a letter to him, but wanted to take a nap
so I confront him while she's sleeping.
They haven't seen each other in 10 years, and he takes me for her.
We fight in the large dining room.
I tease him and he rushes at me, but I'm much quicker and brighter than he is.
My parents finally come into the room, realize what's going on, tell him off, and send him away.
I realize that I have a huge craving for cinnamon toast,
but upon remembering the peanut butter cups in my coat pocket, opt for those instead.
The dining room has grown even bigger, and has red velvet rugs and statues.
The room changes into a ballroom and our clothing becomes royal prince/princess attire.
I try to find a plain piece of paper to write on, but I keep pulling out parts of Sam's letter,
which I don't want to read, because it's private.
I finally give up and go off to play hide-and-seek.
Hellraiser
I'm in a car with Kate and Astara
Astara is handing Kate her 'Hellraiser' video that she lent us,
but Kate insists it's not the movie she lent us.
She has the title wrong and keeps insisting that HER movie was called 'Hellrose' or 'Headrose',
but definitely not 'Hellraiser'.
Sandwiches
I'm walking around outside Ryerson church looking for my mother,
who I know is there somewhere.
I walk past an area past the chapel and see a heavyset woman being carried out on a stretcher.
The woman's ribs are poking out of her skin, and she's bleeding quite a bit,
but she doesn't seem to be in alot of pain.
Another woman is hysterical and pacing back and forth,
going on and on about the wounded woman's ribs.
The ambulance attendants don't want the hysterical lady to come with them
and are resorting to baby talk to calm her down and coax her into going away.
Then my mother appears, looking concerned.
The wounded woman smiles widely and says
"oh, Susan...I'm glad you're here. What else do I need to take with me?"
My mother leans over the woman and lovingly says "sandwiches."
The woman's face brightens and she says
"oh yes...what a lovely idea."
They take her away in the ambulance.
My mom and I leave together, noting the big bulletin board outside the church says
"please don't donate too heavily today."