Oh, sweet Jane.

[sweetsalome]

I had a dream that I was in a beach house with strangers, everything seemed normal, but there was something wrong. Weird things started to happen around the house, the lights kept going on and off, things would disappear and the weather outside turned cold. Someone outside started to dig under the porch and things started to get colder, in fact it started to snow. As more sand was pushed aside a body was reveled, half decayed, bloated, lips and the bottom half of the face pulled back to show off their teeth, like they were smiling.

It was like Pandora's box. Everyone could feel the evil coming off of the body. They went back inside, they went back and they wanted to leave, but they couldn't. The colder it got the more the wind picked up and from the ocean rose a monster, a Leviathan, and as it came out of the water it destroyed the house, forcing anyone left out into the cold.  The monster got the rest of them as they ran away.

Secrets that are buried rarely ever stay that way.

Comments

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Yes! I win.

It's okay, just as long as you don't take a swing at me.

[johncasey.livejournal.com]

You do not.

I actually haven't hit anyone yet. But I did tackle a shoplifter.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

I do too!

You told me about the shoplifter, goooo Major! I'm waiting for the day you deck a guy.

[johncasey.livejournal.com]

No, you don't.

If I actually do, I'll probably be fired.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Yes, I do! Stomps foot.

This is a good point, let him take a swing at you first.

[johncasey.livejournal.com]

*rolls eyes*

I'd be too tempted to swing back.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Makes a goofy face.

Well after he takes a swing at you, it would be self defense if you hit him back.

[johncasey.livejournal.com]

I could easily block his punch.

Of course, I could easily break his knuckles while doing so.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Well then that would release your need to hurt someone. Plus breaking knuckles is better then a punch in the face.

[johncasey.livejournal.com]

*shrugs slightly* Maybe.