I am with my EX. He has that wicked trickster expression, which can mean fun or trouble or both.
"Let's go." he says, "Dancing. I have something new to show you."
I go, warily, choosing boots rather than high heels. I love to dance, but I know that expression. There is a twist here. He is messing with me and I need to be careful.
He leads me into a park. We go through various sections and into a part with a rectangular green. The rectangle is broken by a hole in the corner, shaped like a billiard pocket. It is not very big and about 15 feet deep.
"Wait," he says and goes down the steep muddy slope covered with leaves... and right into the mud covered wall, completely in. The earth struggles and then he pulls back out, covered with dirt and filth, frankly. It stinks. He taps a grayish structure beside him, and it lights up with soft light and starts playing a Charleston. It also moves a little, parts moving against each other, more awkward blobs than humanoid. And around me, three other statues also light up and move.
And my EX is climbing back up the muddy wall towards me and sinking in up to his waist with each step. He will be at the top soon. The Charleston is a cheap tinny version.
I am trying to decide: Will I dance?
I wake up.
Will you dance?
Come to the Woods https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BOrIIGdb3sU
My chorus performed this yesterday. I woke up to it playing in my mind when the Charleston stopped.