Hole in the Grass

Date: 12/26/2019

I was returning home from something with kelley and mom. I had been to the store and picked up a lot of weird junk items, like tons of toy soldiers, the kind you glue to a board to replicate battle scenes. Along with food, booze, etc. on our way back we passed a couple bars, a few of which had very drunk patrons outside. One girl seemed to be chasing something- running parallel to the car with one heel on and the other in her hand. We drove slow, because she eventually hobbled out into the road to throw her shoe at nothing. We pulled up to a corner, and we had been in some kind of green jeep. We pulled onto the grass outside of this dingy neon lit market that shared a wall with a dive bar. Cops sat in a running car nearby. Kelley and mom walked over to another car- the suburban, and got in to leave, I asked them to wait for me, so I could get all of my stuff i’d just bought out of the other car. I even had my iphone plugged into my computer doing something. While fidgeting in the car, grabbing my bags, I turned and noticed a large crack in the ground on the grass. I approached it and noticed that it was a hole into another room. I bent down to look and accidentally dropped the contents of my bag down inside. I was shocked but really wanted to get everything back, so I decided to inspect the hole and then go inside. I then saw my dad leaving the market, and called him over. I knew I would need a ride home, because by this time mom and kelley were gone. He came over and I told him what happened. He held my legs while I descended into the hole, and it was well lit down there, and ended up being a small room with leather bench style seating extending from the wall around the perimeter, and white otherwise. I looked around, namely for a homeless person who may be squatting there. I saw none, but I did see a mixture of my junk that I dropped down there and other junk. I told my dad he could let me down and he did. I looked more closely at the items i’d dropped down there and came to find that they were all personal items as well as ones i’d bought at the store. I didn’t question this though. Many were broken. Which annoyed me initially but I quickly let go. I looked around and noticed human bone pieces of a body in the corner. I joked to dad someone overstayed their welcome here. He had hopped down while I said this. I told him he shouldn’t have done that because I needed him to pull me up, exiting that way looked too tough. We then saw that the room had an exit that led to another room, and to a corridor that had a staircase upward. We decided getting out through the hole would be too hard so we decided to go up the stairs to get to ground level. We went up the staircase until we emerged in a huge space that seemed like a room in a mega mansion. Minimalist decoration. Huge glass panel walls show nothing but inward reflections against the sheer blackness of night outside. We hear the sounds of gunfire coming from televisions. We quietly walk through the room past lonely islands of a kid here glued to a gaming console and another there. We were on a large raised platform and down some steps you could access another. We are confident they won’t notice us but our suspicion of where we are is intensifying. We round a corner of the platform which wraps around the edges of this massive space, and see a stairway down. We head for it. We are still being quiet, and so far no one has noticed us. Almost to the stairs, I look back to see a person is now heading towards us in the dim blue light of the room. I looked towards dad, we need to move I tell him. And we both realize something weird is going on. We rush down the steps, now frantic to find a way out. Down on the next level, we see some kind of event room with well dressed servers going in and out. We spot a server exiting the kitchen to our right and we jump him. How do we get out of here, we asked aggressively, feeling mounting pressure. He said the only way out was through the basement (the way we came in) and we said how do we get back there? Explaining that we cannot return the way we came due to being followed. He said there were stairs in the kitchen, and he lead us down more stairs into another kitchen. We took a short breather, my dad went around looking for weapns and I had a quick chat with the server. What is this place? I asked *forget the response* How long will it take to get to the basement? He took a long pause- 26 minutes? He said askingly. I said really, cause it took all of 2 seconds to get up here! holy shit, you’re in on this too (realizing he was stalling us) whatever ‘this’ was. I grabbed the dude and threw him into a rack of plates and utensils. I then beat the crap out of him until he told me how to get down. Dad and I followed his instructions and the convoluted path downwards. We got to a bottom floor. There were some other doors and a hallway that never seemed to end. We had to check every door. Until we finally saw the basement through an open archway. I could see the hole. But as soon as I approached the doorway, the server from earlier walked right up next me and I stopped. He looked at me sayin, we took your dad, with his eyes. I looked back and no sign of dad. I decide I have to go back for him. I beat the shit out of kid again and carry him as a body shield through the narrow halls knowing more would come. As I rounded a corner two men came round the other side and they had a sedative, which in the excitement of their surprise stuck in kid that I was carrying. They were both bald, early mid 50’s and each had a glass of wine in one hand. I threw kid onto one of them, broke the stem off the other one’s wine glass and stabbed his neck with it. Then did the same to no2. These dum dums were both armed so I took both of their guns and retraced my steps. Quickly I found a room with 3 more baddies and my dad. I shot all three very quick and freed him. Also handed him a gun. We went back towards the basement, the hole. Ran up to it and dad boosted me out, I barely could get a grip on the upper edge to get out. But I did and I was trying to help dad up but he was heavier and it was hard to reach his hands. I yelled for the two cops to come help, but more staff from inside were quickly closing in and they wanted to do any damage possible, even if it just meant shooting dads legs as we pulled him up. Somehow I got him out ok, the cops never even came over. Later I thought I was awake. I talked to kelley about this dream, about how I could adapt it into a short film, and how my dreams occur in narrative wholes. Maybe i’d replace my character with a female, maybe it will be her boyfriend with her instead and blah blah blah