I had an intense dream about Pazazu and Reagan MacNeil. In a classroom. She murdered someone. Then made for someone else. I wedged her neck between two tables then created a rudimentary torture device involving sandwiching a huge oblong blade between the table top and a metal safe. I kicked the blade handle to shunt it deeper and deeper into her neck under the immovable weight of the safe. I never wanted to kill her but my rage was uncontrollable, so it was a miracle she wasnt beheaded. The closer I brought the demon to death the more it began to take over its possessed victim, distorting her into a horrible green-skimmed gremlin with grotesquely elongated ears like rotten vegetable leaves. With hindsight, if I had killed her I would have gone to jail and probably faced the death penalty, which makes the story more dramatic. All the while she was trying to break free by way of levitation, and gushing fountains of menstrual blood from a stomach like taught, pulsating bellows. Good morning!
Posted on: Sun, 22 Jun 2014 06:59:31 +0000
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