Dream: Vampire Carnies from Hell (I kid you not)

[zesty_pinto]

Dreamt I was commisioned to do some film for the Playboy company. While I stand around with a few friends and note how I'm almost surrounded by women of different ages and men of ambiguous moralities, we are told to consider a movie. They liked this script for something called "Vampire Carnies From Hell."

In some sort of college dorm, me and a few friends want to go out and get some ice cream, so we head off. The road's been blocked off, however; there's a Mr. Softee truck that's around, so we just go there, though one of my friends still wants to hit that ice cream place.

Then we go off and try to find out why there's a blockade. It turns out that this truck is from the circus. A bunch of carnival workers died while carrying along a display of a mummified vampire. They die from crashing into the road, not by the vampire, but that somehow turns them into undead creatures of the maddened darkness.

I befriend some people, including this samaritan rastafarian guy who even wears the stereotypical rainbow hat and has dreads; I think he's obviously from a wealthy family because his dorm room is full of computers, but then I start counting beds and realize there's five beds in this room. Rough.

Meanwhile, the vampire carnies are wreaking havoc somewhere else. Naturally, later on the rastafarian guy gets killed too and I get melodramatic about it. Along the way I realize that there have been more and more of these terrible murders; the vampire carnies are killing everyone in the dorm. It finally gets so bad that in the night in my dorm room, we know we're surrounded by vampire carnies, so I get pissed and say, "This is where I take them out." I start praying to water to bless it and then I throw it everywhere. The vampire carnies break through the door and they rush in. They start to wreak havoc but then I break out the hose and start to pray to it and blast them with holy hose water. I yell to my friends to get out while they can and they do.

Something happens between the take, but the movie ends for some reason. I remember being disappointed because I was supposed to tell them that I was infected by being stricken by a vampire carnie (you turn into a vampire carnie if you have had some experience working in a carnival and I had been a carnie worker at some time in my life) and was going to kill myself, but I never had the chance to show off that stereotypical moment of glory so I shrug it.

The last thing I remember before I woke up was going up a building and watching a parade on the ceiling. The streets were really deep and were full of water and I saw things like whales go down the parade; it was interesting and yet very freaky. This was perhaps the less cliche part of my dreams.


This sounds so cliche. I'm surprised I dreamt this.