I was working at some outdoor place that had pools and a marina and things, and some guy had put one of the kayaks in the pool- which is just dumb, you can’t go anywhere in a kayak in a pool. So, I was running around trying to find the person that did it and find a manager or some one to help me get the boat out and put it where it was supposed to be.  I cross the big cavern, which was apparently the main attraction of this resort, and people had built a substantial bridge across it where there were activities on one side, and an auditorium on the other side that used a pre-existing cave, so it could become completely black. There was another catwalk built into that side of the wall of the cavern that opened into a wide, round room.

In my search, I stumble into the auditorium where no one is supposed to be at this time, however it is filled with some cult wearing an array of colors and seated specifically to spell something out, but I didn’t catch what. At the front was a older, but well built man explaining something about a rapture or what not and his adventures through Hell. He had some how figured out how to transport there and made it through and was gifted with some weird powers.

After hearing this, I realize, I am not supposed to be there and people have noticed, but not enough to care, although one girl in particular keeps an eye on me. I scramble to the open-wide area, followed by this dark-haired girl who looks like a character from Beetlejuice, which I watched earlier last night. But something unexplainable starts happening and I subconsciously have noticed how to avoid whatever is happening through the cult-leader shindig, and grab a pencil (old school and wooden) and pinched the metal around the eraser. Just after this a white flash encompassed everything, followed shortly by another, and after a bit of a pause a third. I’m sure at this point most of those not protected would have suffered, but my trick had worked, and apparently pissed off the leader man.

He came rushing towards me out of the auditorium, and I of course cannot run, but the girl, who was also unaffected apparently, started screaming things at me. The cult-leader is impatient and although somehow knows the girl,  pushes her out of his way and over the rail and down into the ravine, and continued to me and interrogates me, and I know nothing of whats going on. He grabs my hand and rubs it as if to see if it hurts- which makes me believe the flashes were intended to burn people- however, I am unaffected. This enrages him and he goes off on a schpeil, but then suddenly realized something and became smug. “Well good then, you can go to Hell for me this time.” He said, making me very confused and nervous. “You must make it through or else dire consequences will occur for both of us… And a hint, do not be distracted by anything down there.” And he did something too quick for me to react, and I was suddenly having an out-of-body experience and watching me fall into the gorge.

The next thing I know, I am hunched over on the ground, with a pen that does not work, filling out paperwork, like a claims report, of what just happened. I make special notes about the girl, but realize I really have no idea what just happened. While scratching my answers into the boxes, some one comes up behind me and starts asking me questions. “Is there anything I can do for you today?” He asks, as if a receptionists or customer service representative. Noting the leader-man’s advice, I tell him to go away. But he is persistent, asking me otherwise harmless questions, which I respond to by telling him to go away. Something inside of me realizes that I should not look at him. He sounds nice and isn’t asking intrusive questions, or even offended by my stand-offish-ness, but I instinctively know not to look at whatever is behind me. After a while of this back and forth game, his tone becomes humorous as if he too has realized it is a game and he is amused by it. It was always his intent for me to turn around, but I’ve proven to be a admirable foe, which means he must step up his ways. I feel hands on my back, nothing forceful or with the intention of pain, so I continue to my paperwork, as he begins just cooing to me. He then realizes my shirt has come up in the back from being hunched over for a while, and I feel a thin tongue tickling me all the way up my back-confirming that it is no person behind me, but also startling me enough to wake me up.

I have to know what happens though, and force myself back to sleep. I fall back into a dream, but I am no longer in the reception room of Hell (literally), and now I’m in some super store with Seth and some other people and we’ve crashed on one of the example couches and are watching TV in the store. I then realize I have a doctor’s appointment that I have to go to. Thankfully, the office is in the store, but my doctor ends up being the same person as the psychiatrist from Running With Scissors (which I watched before I went to sleep) which freaks me out. And he takes my pulse and tells me I am dead, and I respond with something like: “Well yeah, I got killed to go to Hell.” and leave. While looking for the rest of my people I see an old friend of mine in the tire-section, but he’s doped out on some drugs and his eyes are super dilated. He’s not who I think he is- he’s another demon, and I realize I’m still in Hell.