Welp.. this has to be the weirdest my dreams have gotten. I dreamt that I was being held as I held my arms out, a gentle ocean breeze blowing over my face. I open my eyes and look behind me, and who do I see? Uncle. Samsonite.
That demon was the one holding me. After that I jolted awake to see that.. thing! He was laying in bed next to me the whole time!? I'm surprised I haven't died yet! Oh wait.. he's sleeping. No wonder. Wait.. but why sleep in my bed of all things?? I really don't understand him.. anyways, after a while, I fall asleep once again. This time I'm met with.. his domain? I walk around for a while, each door hiding something behind it, if it's someone's bed, closet, whatever, it can lead to his domain. I walk aimlessly, taking in the surprisingly empty space with awe. I never really had the time to look around very much, since Samsonite usually ends up chasing me out. But.. I feel.. watched? Yeah, that's the word. I feel like someone is observing me, stalking me.. it's weird..
I swear I can hear Uncle Samsonite, but his voice is just too quiet to make out.. but, I know he's saying something! It sounds like he's talking to someone, but who? And where is he? This is his domain after all. Hm. I wonder.
Then, every door in his domain open suddenly. I hear his voice so much clearer now, but I wish it was the case.
"It's time to have some fun with Uncle Samsonite!" He says, though he was no where to be seen. I look around, terrified of seeing him all of a sudden. I run though so many doors, trying to find mine, until I do, or so I thought. I run through the closet door of what I thought was my room, and it was. Except, he was laying there, in my bed, beckoning me closer. I felt so scared.. I knew this was the end-
I wake up once more, and he's gone. I feel happier now that he's out of my bed. I was not sharing a bed with him much longer. It's still late, so I try to fall asleep again.
