More Dreams...

I had at least two dreams just now.

In the first dream, it was as if I was in a house as part of a group that was investigating hauntings in the area. Aside from the fact that one of the members of the group looked exactly like Dr. House (the other two reminded me of Holmes and Watson in the recent movie), and that there were (living) models of the various organisms in the game Fallout (particularly Brahmin) -- I'm assuming this is where my brain gets references from what is familiar to me -- it was as if the entire world was after the group. I was the last one they tried to take, with the mistress and master of the haunted house asking what I could do to stop them... which was when I began chanting what seems to be (messed up) Latin, gained the ability to dodge their attempts to grab me, and as I found the mountainside beginning to fill with corpses, was able to actually levitate and fly away, casting spells to prevent them from following me. And then I woke up...

... only to have a sort of continuation of the dream, if not a different dream altogether.

I landed in a school, which partially resembled the school I spent my high school days in, save for this wierd greenhouse garden where the professors ended up as they attempted to summon ghosts for their research. This was when they ended up an old peer of theirs, who apparently ended up in Hell since he literally melted the table under him. He easily popped out three gorgeous ladies wearing only tiger-skinned lingerie, who proceeded to taunt and play with three new arrivals. The scenery outside the greenhouse had changed, as if it was an abandoned section of San Francisco (it was underneath the Golden Gate Bridge, in a sort of port area... I'm guessing this is where my mind took reference to that Will Smith movie where he was the only person in Chicago...). The group of eight proceeded to the waters, where the new arrivals eventually ended up being imprisoned in their own bodies. Later on, a new group, headed by the guy who apparently summoned the succubi as well as the colleague in question, came up to some demon -- I'm guessing high-ranking devil, who was under contract to another human -- located in some sort of oil rig facility, and finished discussing the terms of contract for summoning those minor demons: he is to make them his whores, and that he'll make as much money as possible selling their bodies. Interestingly, he almost died -- can't say the same to some of his female companions -- because when he requested to get a bath, he was given an oil bath.

The dream continued on with a bit of actual sex in it, with the succubi and some other whores patrolling the streets. They didn't even care if they were having sex then and there -- no motel or hotel, not even time to undress -- although one particular succubus was apparently a chained soul herself, forced to be a succubus because of her contract. In the last part of the dream she sought out the other succubi and attacked, maybe destroyed them... I'm not sure, because I woke up a bit after the battle began.

[ Apparently the lesson is never deal with any devil, unless you're REALLY 100% sure of each and every corner case. For most people, that won't happen, so just don't deal with any devil. ]