Date: 9/20/2016
By William Frederique
I'm pretty sure I was infiltrating the party for some reason. I was in a party with a bunch of people that looked totally normal, but I knew they were all demons. I had to blend in. They had food that looked like human food, not only meats but like avacado and fruits etc, but for some reason I was pretty sure it was all just made out of human flesh. Though I had to try some or I'd stand out. I tried a bite of stuff that looked like meat. (If I was gonna eat this stuff I might as well not be lied to about what it was) I complimented the servor on its flavor, saying I liked the crispyness, the saltiness and the taste, but that it felt a bit dry. (It was really dry.) That he would have done well to take it off before it lost too much moisture. It was some old dude that I got the impression he was the cook in addition to managing that particular food stand. It was almost like at costco, except he had a bunch of food. He seemed to take the criticism pretty well. I still needed to blend so I made small talk with some demons. I surprised myself at how well I could small talk about their demon stuff. At one point I commented on something someone else had said with "Humans, ha! What are you gonna do." To raucous laughter as response. As the talk took a more serious turn I excused myself before I was obliged to pitch in to the conversation. As I was walking away I heard one of the men ask me "Were you in the platoon?" Or something like that. I stiffened at that. This was serious demon stuff that I had no idea about. It would be valuable information, but there's no way I'd be able to keep up with THAT line of questioning. What if it was dishonorable not to serve in demon military? Oh I wasn't in the platoon? What was I doing instead? Why can't I answer basic questions about demon history? Etc etc. I tried my best not to visibly show I had heard him at all, I merely just kept walking away, smiling as I meandered somewhere else. "Oh okay don't answer. Be done talking to me." He said sarcastically behind me, though more for himself than directed at me because he still assumed I couldn't hear him. At some point people started suspecting and my cover was about to be blown, so I got scared and teleported my self upward through the ceiling. Somehow after being pursued I ended up on an island. It was twilight, and I wandered around until I found d this old building. It had interesting architecture, with pillars and a large slab for a floor with a giant open wall for the entrance. It looked like it was built directly into a rock face. I got the impression there were purple carvings in the pillars and stone. Once inside I encountered a beautiful blonde male demon with horns. He threatened me, making it clear, (at least he thought) that he was in control. Pretending to look defeated, I said "I'm ready to start bargaining..." He smiled devilishly and said "Wonderful! You know what I want, your immortal soul. As to the terms..." Suddenly I disappeared and appeared some ways behind him, snuck up on him and put a magic blade to his throat. I said "Now, as you were saying? Let's talk terms, for one soul." It was my turn to smile. After coming to terms he was gonna be my servant and I'm pretty sure I had powers like something straight out of an anime. I'm pretty sure somewhere around here I got a flash to a purple woman demon with small horns talking to a big bad demon. He was huge but insubstantial, like a giant shadowy Diablo head. I'm not sure what they talked about. After that it's back to me and the pretty boy demon says "I threw the diaper far out onto the water, when they find it they won't know where we went. (I have no idea what the diaper had to so with anything but I think he had it on at some point.) As we walked away suddenly we were in front of a my car. My sister is there and a couple other people. I open the trunk and say "Get in." "Are you serious?" Pretty boy demon said. "And here I thought we'd become such good friends after all we'd been through." "We've got to hide you." Unhappily he got in the trunk and I closed it after him. We started driving down the freeway and my sister asked "Do you want me to drive?" I said no that I was fine. After driving a bit longer I realized I was really tired after all I'd been through and I could hardly see the road. I said "Yeah, actually, you should drive." I looked out for a good place to pull over, but one wasn't forthcoming so she said "Well?!?" "Okay! Fine." And pulled over as soon as there was even room on the shoulder for the car, which was now a truck. Meanwhile papa was complaining about something. After we switched spots I could see that even though I distinctly remembered pulling onto the shoulder, for some reason we were still in the lane... and moving. My dream immersion took a dive and I kinda realized I was in a dream but still didn't become lucid. I woke up shortly after.