I have dreams about my own death constantly. I’ve been shot in the face, dropped off of cliffs, trampled by bulls, taken my own life, and drowned in a sinking car. Yet I can’t really classify any of these as nightmares because, in the dreams at least, I was always able to accept the fact that I was dying. Usually when I dream I end up dead as a result of doing something noble, and that to me is a good death.

Last night I had a completely different type of dream. It ended before I died, and I’m not even sure that death would have been the end result had it continued. The dream began with me meeting in person a woman that I had begun to talk to on the Internet. In real life I have talked to this person, but only once and will probably never meet her face-to-face. In the dream I meet her and immediately find that, not only is she wanted by the police, but she is part of what could only be described as a coven of witches, but not the fun Four Rooms type. I quickly learned that they intended to raise some unspeakable evil, but I was hauled away by a local police officer before the plan was completely explained.

This is the part of the dream that bothered me the most. A sort of werewolf-type monster appears and begins to tear people to shreds around me. Because of what I was told before by the witch, I knew that this was coming but was helpless to stop it. At this point my parents come into the dream, acting as happy as ever because they have faith that their son will protect them; only I’m completely unprepared, and as I’m trying to organize some sort of defense, my weapons fall to pieces in my hands. Its at this point that our house is attacked by werewolves, and we burn it down and never look back. I loose track of my parents. While searching for them I somehow find that I have the power of flight and take off over a church steeple, only to find that I don’t have the power to descend back to the Earth. The dream ends in uncertainty.

I wake up to the sound of my roommate pressing the talk button on the battery-operated Stewie Griffin outside my door. For once I’m glad to hear it.