Puppets

Date: 11/30/2018

I dream I'm a man(even tho I'm female irl). I am a police officer making my rounds. I get word that children are missing, and that on the days after, creepy gray kids can sometimes be seen in dark tunnels or alleys. One time, I investigate a sand quarry and see a sort of pipe going down to it. At the end of the pipe and all over the bottom of the quarry are little grey skinned kids. As I enter the pipe to get closer, I hear creepy sing songy voices of kids, and I backtrack. They then attack me one by one. I manage to hold onto one and he turn into a sort of raggedy doll made of canvas, filled with sand, and with buttons for eyes. To kill it, I remove the eyes. Later while I am being surrounded, their leader/creator appears. He's a dirty cop, and my rival at work. He looks like Sam Milby. He tells me he kidnaps the kids, traps their souls in the dolls to make them obey him. I see that my own nephews and nieces are among them. One of the dolls circling me seems to have regained a conscience. He stops, and unravels his own eyes and dies. A bunch of them follow suit. Sam gets mad that he's lost control over them. He takes them all, puts them at the top floor of a building away from me, binds all of them together with a sort of magical string, and winds it tighter until they all pop and disintegrate.