the 20 foot ceiling fans

Date: 10/24/2017

i’m in a room on the second story of an unfamiliar house when i get the feeling that i have to leave, to run away. i believe it was a black cat that initially drew my attention to the looming danger. i exit the room and take to running down the steps, trailed by a set of equally unfamiliar parents that are hunched and speak like the witches from hocus pocus. once i get outside, i start to get the notion that someone or something is chasing me. that’s when i scale the fence surrounding the backyard and run into the forest directly behind it. suddenly, the wood planks from the fence take a life of their own and come apart to form five-bladed ceiling fans. dozens and dozens of then are rolling like wheels towards me, seeming to grow in size and take down trees as they go. i remember feeling like coraline. i do something- i don’t remember what- that makes all of them go away. for no apparent reason, i then turn into leonardo dicaprio- no big deal- and i’m rolling around in the muddy forest floor with rose from titanic in celebration of my vanquishing of the fence fans.