Weird Dreams : August 29, 2013

It all started on a very dark abandoned building when someone complained of a singing ghost.

When I get there with some shadow hunters, she was already singing. It was very loud and disturbing and as if it’s coming out of a well. She showed her beautiful face and I told her, “Seriously JLo? Stop singing! You’re way over the top.” My companions laughed a contained one and I can see her from the corner of my eye that she smiled. (Yep! The ghost was literally Jennifer Lopez. She was singing her song Tonight.) The kind of smile that means she accepted and understood the fact that you just said. It seems like it’s the only way to make her stop, to know if she was a hit or not. I saw in her eyes that she believed me but still there’s darkness inside it. She went back to the kitchen to sing louder. The kitchen is another room from where we stood. There was no door and you can see nothing in the pitch black darkness that swallowed up this room.

“We should follow her”, I suggested, even though I can sense danger inside.

“No, it’s too dangerous inside.” One of my cousins said.

We waited outside the room.

I saw another ghost on the other side of the room with my faintly lit witch light. (The witch light here was a white rectangular scanner used in detecting fake money. It has different configuration on how you want your lights to look like. But it is basically, faint.)

We tricked the ghost. We turned on and off our lights showing different colors which made it look like there was a party here and weirdly enough, we were singing Tonight by another J, Jessica Sanchez. The girl ghost became really made and suddenly, she was nowhere to be seen.

Someone suggested that I call the police to ask where the nearest shop to buy shadow hunting gears and equipment is. I dialed 911-1111 on the old wireless phone. I explained my purpose and the person on the other line told me to call 256 and some numbers I couldn't recall. I dialed it, and when the operator answered, I gave it to my cousin right away.

“Do we get paid for this?” I asked, curiously.

“Yes. But it’s given every end of December.” He said. He also explained that he couldn't quite compute how much it is every month but gave me an estimate instead.

“Like how much do you get every December?” I asked.

“About Php 400,000.”

I got so excited, with the feeling of earning a lot of money from kicking demons butt and just buying and collecting gears. My cousin stated that sometimes, he only consumed his money for equipment.

We were somewhere that looks like a mall and I was looking through a manual of Bonamanamama, and researching for the materials I should buy.

Some random guy called out to me because I was reading for too long, “Your butt’s gonna get oily.” I smiled and said “I make sure I don’t leave and details behind. I want to make sure I’ll be buying the most important ones.”

We took a narrow escalator and a girl was standing at my back. I was holding my cousin’s DSL camera and the memory stick fell. I don’t know what the files are all about but she was grabbing it from me until we reach the top and I was able to secure the card from her. We entered a small pharmacy and there was her, Bonamanamama, the owner of the shop.

She asked me some details on what I need. “Very well then, let’s get on with it. I will recommend some good stuff for you.” And I was scared for a moment for seeing a friend in her place. She didn't know I was a hunter and I was scared that she heard everything me and the store owner had been babbling all about equipment and shadow hunting gears. She looked like she didn't hear anything at all. So we proceed. We entered a hole in the wall, which was covered in pitch blackness. It looks like a cave.

And the dream was over. I woke up sweating as if I had been running with my back sticking on the mattress. And my hair was sticking on my neck and temples.