klunderbunker
Welcome to My (And Not Sly's) House
So, I was watching BFG tonight and fell asleep. I had one of the weirdest dreams I can ever remember.
There was this massive party for Sting's retirement, which for some reason looked like it was in a store. For some reason Chris Jericho was there. I was talking to Sting about how he shouldn't retire etc. He said that he was really thinking he should stick around or have one run in WWE and feud with Miz for some reason. There was an announcement made to have everyone get together for the big announcement. While that was happening, Sting pulled a Stephen King book off a shelf that was about psychics or something like that. he made this big speech as the lights were dimming. He says that there's something about the King book that is going to explain everything, but then the lights go out and he disappeared. I somehow got up to Chris Jericho who was standin alone in his wrestling gear from the early 2000s and long hair and asked him what was going on. He said he didn't know and TNA wouldn't let any of their employees read the book. The rest of the lights went out and everyone was trying to figure out what was going on. My eyes started adjusting tot he lack of light so I moved towards the door which was connected to this old beaten up hotel. Also I was losing my voice. I got to my hotel room and got a shirt and a flashlight and started running down the hallways of this hotel, which was massive. I got to this little parlor place and a guy I used to know was there with my aunts. I talked to him for a bit and then got outside where I could see. I checked my phone and apparently I had taken a friend of mine to a party, which was Sting's retirement party. It was something like 5am and I was in my hometown in front of my father's house. I could barely speak at this point so I called him and asked him what was going on. We went inside some other house and the girl that I ttook to the party's family and friends were there but she wasn't. There was something about purple skin that I don't remember. I went outside to my car barefoot for no apparent reason and got ready to leave. The other girl I was there with was strapped to the front for some reason and was perfectly fine with it. We drove around until I got my father on the phone. I went back to his place and then left the town. That's when I woke up.
There was this massive party for Sting's retirement, which for some reason looked like it was in a store. For some reason Chris Jericho was there. I was talking to Sting about how he shouldn't retire etc. He said that he was really thinking he should stick around or have one run in WWE and feud with Miz for some reason. There was an announcement made to have everyone get together for the big announcement. While that was happening, Sting pulled a Stephen King book off a shelf that was about psychics or something like that. he made this big speech as the lights were dimming. He says that there's something about the King book that is going to explain everything, but then the lights go out and he disappeared. I somehow got up to Chris Jericho who was standin alone in his wrestling gear from the early 2000s and long hair and asked him what was going on. He said he didn't know and TNA wouldn't let any of their employees read the book. The rest of the lights went out and everyone was trying to figure out what was going on. My eyes started adjusting tot he lack of light so I moved towards the door which was connected to this old beaten up hotel. Also I was losing my voice. I got to my hotel room and got a shirt and a flashlight and started running down the hallways of this hotel, which was massive. I got to this little parlor place and a guy I used to know was there with my aunts. I talked to him for a bit and then got outside where I could see. I checked my phone and apparently I had taken a friend of mine to a party, which was Sting's retirement party. It was something like 5am and I was in my hometown in front of my father's house. I could barely speak at this point so I called him and asked him what was going on. We went inside some other house and the girl that I ttook to the party's family and friends were there but she wasn't. There was something about purple skin that I don't remember. I went outside to my car barefoot for no apparent reason and got ready to leave. The other girl I was there with was strapped to the front for some reason and was perfectly fine with it. We drove around until I got my father on the phone. I went back to his place and then left the town. That's when I woke up.
