So I'm at camp
, and the implicit reason for being at this camp is to hook up with someone and have wild sex. Well, I'm not participating much, but I'm seeing all these people with the I-just-got-laid or I-will-get-laid-today looks on their faces. The place to hook up is in these stalls, they look like shower stalls, but dirtier. On my bunk(I have a top bunk in our co-ed sleeping porch) I have a little talk with Emily, who thinks one guy is really cute, this guy with underbleached hair and black roots
, just her type
, but I don't think he's stellar, in fact I think his face is ugly. but moving on.
I take a shower, and without noticing, I leave the shower curtain
half open. Once I notice, there's this big black guy sitting on a chair looking in from about ten feet away, actually, but he's still looking, and it freaks me out and I close the curtain. THEN this other black guy comes over to my stall, and looks over the edge
at me! He's tall enough to, and he just stands there staring at me. I yell at him to go away, but my voice never carries as much malice as I intend it to. Finally he goes away, and I leave, all freaked out and stuff. This is when I see the workings of the sex-stalls up close. One of them is in use, and I can see in. The couple in it aren't having sex though, they seem to be finishing a business deal conversation. I can't hear them, but they are very calm and cordial, and shake hands and such. The guy is cute, like an actor I can't place now, but I know he is what I want. So I follow him out of the stall, just three feet behind or so, and I never talk to him, he never exactly knows I'm following him or that I want him, and suddenly there's this girl, with long, greasy, curly brown hair, and we're together. Like a team of bandits
, or partners in crime, we're together. Now we're running to get out of this place, because she's made some money deal with a television station to "tell her story" about this sex place, and she's taking the forwarded money and running, instead of telling the story. Why she's taking me I have no idea, but it's implicit
that I go with her, we're in this together
So now we're out of the "camp". We're on the street, some grimy city street that's like New York in its grunginess and in the vastness of the city, but it's Seattle to us. Much more cosmopolitan and city-like than Seattle really is. And there are two-foot gutters, really drastic. The sidewalk we were walking on was all skinny and precarious. We kept running into people either she knew or I knew, one of which was my friend from high school whom I havent' actually seen for a year at least, Adam Jones, and we hugged, and I really really wanted to hug him much longer than the situation allowed, but we had to go, had to go. He was very happy and jovial, and had no hair but stubble on his head.
Okay, so we're in Seattle, and we have to get the hell AWAY, wherever away is. We check the car, which we never were in, but we should check it into a garage anyway because it's Sam's car that Courtney borrowed(by this time, the long-haired girl has morphed into Courtney, a friend from high school whom I never ever see). We know the guy checking the car, he's a little like Meat Loaf's character in Wayne's World.
Now Courtney and I are running along the crest of a city hill, and it curves around and down to a gorgeous bay, the color that I've only seen on a helicopter ride above [Kiluea on Hawaii island
. We go to the end of a dock, and the water is white at the shore, bleeding out to perfect blue, never to green in any way. This is dangerous. Nothing lives in the ocean except deep sea animals way out, and there's no algae or anything because of the toxicity
of the water. There's no sign telling us this, again, it's implicit, and scary. Courtney doesn't seem to be freaked out by this though, she just points out the few fish swimming around under the dock, who live on the pellets people toss to them. On our way out, we see the car guy, and I desperately ask him for directions to get back to the garage so we can get the car and get the hell out of this crack town
. He gives some vague, simple directions, and this makes me feel better, so we go.
During this whole dream we are running, being chased by something that becomes more and more menacing and more and more vague as the dream continues.
This is where the dream is getting hazy. We end up going to two hotels. The first, we get into an elevator that is opened by a key the bell hops
have and no one else does. The elevator fills up with sorority-type girls, all giggly and pastel. In the elevator
, Courtney now becomes Christen, and I say "just say yes after what I say" and I say "we're on seven", some random floor, just to keep our story straight. Christen says "Yeah" and the bell hop gives us a look. It's all paranoid with the people in the elevator knowing something we don't, but not saying anything directly. We are all let off on the same floor, us and the sorority girls
. We walk in one direction, to the end of the hall, which is a sitting room of sorts(the hotel is very rich, very newly built in Rococo style, lots of raspberry colored carpeting and flowers), where we make a U-turn and head back to the elevators. I look, worried that they will all have that key hole that only the bell hops have the key to, but these are just regular hotel elevators now, so I press the minus button. These have minus and plus buttons instead of up or down arrows. Right after I press the button, we turn around, and see Andy loafing in another sitting area/bar with some other bell hop/valet people. The elevator opens, and we get in. In here are a bunch of girls from the sex-camp place, with no clothes on or few clothes on. We're going down, but it's one of those situations where the second or third floor is the ground floor where we can get out, not the first. So we're worried about which floor to get off on, and these girls are all laying on the floor naked and chatting up these guys in the elevator. One of the girls is the one I ran out of camp with, but we're like vague accquaintances now. It's really hot in this elevator, and we get off on the fifth floor. It's not the ground floor, but we walk around it a bit, and come to a very regal looking staircase. I think, oh, this is good, we can just walk down to the ground floor without having to worry about the elevators and bell hops and stuff. But noooo. As I reach for the banister, the staircase suddenly stretches down, so it's frightneningly steep. Okay, so no stairs. Back
into the elevator we go.
And we finally get to the ground floor. We walk out of the hotel, and sit on the seats/sculptured stuff just outside the hotel, before the street. There, we meet these two boys, one who looks like-and possibly is-the boy at sex-camp that Emily liked, and the other boy is just a milquetoast boy. We are suddenly with them, just the four of us, and we head into the hotel together, as if it were a different hotel. We head to the right this time, instead of the left, as we had done before. Now we're in the salon, this big room bathed in sunlight from the windowed walls on the street's side. It's set up like a restaurant/salon/coffee house. I'm going to get a massage, and the person getting one while I'm waiting is Selby
, my good friend Selby! We don't really talk, but there she is. And now it's my turn to get a massage
, but the guy giving them is really sore, and one of his coworkers comes over to us and talks to the massage therapist, and helps him stretch. By this time, I don't really want a massage anymore, but while I was sitting on his lap(that's how they gave massages at this dream-salon-restaurant), I was pointed towards where the restaurant patrons were sitting, and by the window very far from me is the lead man for the band Ninetyeight Degrees
, Nick. Wierd. And also, nearer to me, but further from the windows is Stefan, my ex
and friend from last summer. This is just freaky stuff. Now the boys we're with are sitting at a table with an official from the hotel, negotiating the bill for staying there. We're staying at this hotel now. Whoa. And as the boys are yelling at me to "come on, we're going to the room," I turn and see Stefan getting into another elevator, with some person who seems to be his boss. We look at each other for a moment, and I decide it's time to get out of this dream.
So I wake up.