Satans inspiring dream

The palace...

After being in this van for over 2000 days, I started to wonder where they were taking us. "Hey guys? Where exactly are we going?" No one replied. Groin was just starting to wake up. His voice was all crackly when he said ,"I smell something. Something I like." I was confused so I ignored him because I knew he was still tired from being asleep all that time. After driving for another 46.9 feet, I started to smell it. I just realized what Groin was talking about. It is something that I like. It's cream cheese. I smell cream cheese. A lot of cream cheese. Almost like the entire van was being eaten alive by 9876 packs of original Philadelphia cream cheese (in 8oz packs). Groin and I stand up and make our way toward the front of the van, past Sticky, Gay, and Labia, headed toward the front window. I look out and OH EM GEE. ITS SO MUCH FUCKING CREAM CHEESE. Like a mansion just made out of cream cheese. Like Elsa's ice tower but replace the ice with cream cheese. "What the hell is this? Is this some kind of a joke?" I ask, looking back to Sticky, Gay, and Labia. Groin crosses his arms and waits for an answer with me. Gay steps us and says "This is Funky Monkey Cream Cheese Pom Pom Palace." "What the fuck." Groin says under his breath. "Funky Monkey? Pom Pom?" I wondered. Gay then said again. "it's a Funky Monkey Cream Cheese Pom Pom Palace. Must I repeat myself?" Groin then asks "well then if it's a Funky Monkey Cream Cheese Pom Pom Palace, then where are all the funky monkeys, or the Pom poms?" Gay points to the window. The cream cheese palace has Pom poms scattered everywhere, being absorbed into the cream cheese while funky monkeys funk around. They are jumping and doing trapeze. Like a circus or a bouncy house. Groin and I stand in the van with our jaws to the floor.

We made a stop and the doors to the van open. The smell of cream cheese is so strong I can just barely breathe. Sticky, Gay, and Labia step out first, one by one. Then Groin. Then I. The feeling of cream cheese beneath my shoes is very unsettling. "If I stand here any longer I'll sink" I thought to myself while stepping forward. The five of us walk into the Funky Monkey Cream Cheese Pom Pom Palace and make our journey through.

It feels very cold while walking through. Like we're inside of a refrigerator, but we aren't. I guess it has to be cold in order to keep the cream cheese intact. But I kinda like how cold it is. It makes me horny.

I look at the ceiling of the cream cheese palace. My eyes are having a hard time focusing because of the off white color of creamy cheese. But then, they focus on ropes coming from the ceiling. The Funky Monkeys are swinging and having the time of their lives doing trapeze. As we continued on walking through, I noticed all the other Funky Monkeys doing even more crazy acts. Juggling, setting themselves on fire, jumping through circles into ball pits, riding other Funky Monkeys, etc. it was honestly very cool to watch. Groin asks Sticky (because he was closest) "where are we going?" Sticky replies "we are headed to see the ultimate Funky Monkey." "Why?" Asked Groin. No answer came from Sticky for a while until he said "shhhh it's a surprise."

99999 minutes later we reach it. The middle of the Funky Monkey Cream Cheese Pom Pom Palace. It's like a different, sectioned off area from the rest of the palace. Still made of cream cheese and Pom poms though. A piece of hardened cream cheese in the shape of a door has been made aware. Labia knocks 7 times, take a 4 seconds break, then knocks again 6 times, then waits 4 seconds, then knocks 5 times, and over and over and over. As she is doing this, I take my time to look around. I am observing the Pom Poms in the cream cheese and notice that one looks different. It's a tennis ball? A bright yellow tennis ball. New, straight from the package. I reach my hand into the cream cheese to get a hold of it. I snatch it out of the cream cheese and put it in my pocket for later use. I'm now standing in a palace of cream cheese with a cream cheese covered tennis ball in my pocket as (possibly) weaponry.

The door makes a click noise and opens for us. We enter...