I felt something sharply prodding my left side, it hurt a little but didn’t completely phase me. I was deep into my favorite dream and wasn’t about to stop. I turned over onto my left side trying hard not to wake up and ignore the pain. My dream is at the crux, I am a Feudal Lord and Sage (my girlfriend ) is my wench and she is showing me just how beholden she is to me.

  I LOVE THIS DREAM! However, something is wrong Sage is naked and that’s right on time, but she is turning into a steaming, melting pile of shit! Worst of all I could smell it! The smell is so strong and so real, I begin to choke and retch. This is crazy I need to wake up now! I tossed and turned until I thought I woke completely up. I began gagging because I could still smell the odor of shit! I rubbed my eyes in between gags, didn’t I wake up ? Was I still asleep? Things just didn’t look right, the light in the room was an eerie luminescent glow and a fog or smoke crept across the floor as if alive. I didn’t smell anything burning therefore it was no fire, so it was some sort of weird indoor fog. (Huh?)

   At this point I realized that something else is not quite right. The pile of shit is gone and Sage is missing! And Harold the wonder dog too! (Sage and Harold are always in my dreams) I called out to Sage and hurriedly closed my mouth to keep the putrid odor from rushing down my throat. She didn’t respond. (OK, maybe she went for a snack) Next I whistle for Harold very briefly and he too does not respond. (OK, maybe Sage and Harold were together elsewhere in this dream)