Doom Dreams

[Drunk Monk]

Greg & I are researching something at a church. He goes in to the service. I stay out with some noisy kids and a guy playing a banjo with an odd forked-tongue shaped neck. The service ends and someone comes out saying there’s cake. I realize I look sketchy, hair long and disheveled in a big black trench, so I head to my car. The banjo player also disappears. The parking lot which was full is now empty and I struggle to find my car, worried that it was stolen. Then there’s a big explosion and water comes flooding form the church. I’m talking to a stranger who is next to my car, but it’s not my car. Then I find my car with Greg and ED and another non-DOOM friend (another Marc but with a C). Greg and ED recount the water burst in the church and the preachers descent to aqua hell.

I wake up happy because I have something to post here better than Greg’s Tapper nightmare.