I wake up in a house that I lived in when I was a child. I had a room in the attic and there were lots of cobwebs and a really terrible, dank odor in the room. I walk down the stairs and enter the living room where my lover is sitting waiting for me to enter. He takes his hand from behind him and shoots me in the chest. I reel from the shots, three to be exact, I look down at my chest and realize that I am not bleeding blood from my chest, but mercury. Mercury is spilling out all over and I try to see and make sure, but as I get closer and closer to it, it just dissipates. My lover just laughs in his chair. Then I wake up.

Dreamed by: Angie Dahalia