My dream starts out with ██████, me and the woman who plays Mama on House of 1000 Corpses, dressed like Mama. Somehow she’s our mom. Anyway, our car breaks down right outside this little village type thing with a huge fence around it. The gate is open and we walk over, planning on asking someone in the village for help.

There’s a huge plaque next to the open gate that had a lot of words on there but what I remember the most is towards the end: “For no mortal sinner should enter these sacred and terrible walls.”

We’re like fuck that, and we go in anyway. To the left of use, tight against the inside of the gate is a cemetery. It’s about the size of a medium sized veggie garden. We bend down and look at it and notice that there are thick gold gears the size of a basked ball with words on them. I think they might be grave markers but they’re loose and I can pick them up.

“They just have first names on them,” I say as I read them. The one I held sad MARK in bold letters engraved into the front of the gear.

Between a couple of gears is an actual gravestone, but flat. On the bottom right corner is a skull and crossbones and it says the same thing the plaque up front said, only sinners was replaced with “Turn back, please.”

We walk on and see a man in bowler hat and old suit. He looks like Charlie Chaplin but yet not quite. His face is so stern and impassive. Mama calls out to him, “Excuse me, sir? Can we get some help our car-” she’s cut off by the look on his face, like we just murdered someone and the yelling we heard off in the distance.

Then ██████ and I are in some kind of barn. I look out the window and saw red lines on the ground in awkward positions.

A man walks into the room of the barn we’re in. He reminds me of The Tall Man, only younger, a bit shorter and a bit better looking.

“We’re going to play the game,” he said. “Whoever I catch, I kill. Run.”

We ran. ██████ jumped out the window a short distance to the ground and I ran past the man. There were other people being forced to play the man’s game. I thought of running away completely but a guy tried to do the same and we learned that if people tried to go passed the red lines, they get hurt. I noticed that inside the barn and slaughterhouse like buildings that we hid in (which were many) that in all of them the walls and floors were splattered with blood.

We ran and ran and ran and ██████ thought he found a way out. There was a gap between rooms in a slaughterhouse that you had to lay down to get passed. I got on my back and scooted in, only to have the man grab my arms and start pulling me out. ██████ kept pulling my legs.

Eventually I go through. And eventually I found a way to escape. Well, I thought. I somehow jumped across the red lines and ran to the back of a more industrial looking building. There were other people who had escaped who were trying to get out.

I looked around and found a door the building that had a weird scaffolding looking staircase leading up to it since it was so high up. I told the others to follow me, that we’d be safe there because the man couldn’t find us.

As I went through the door I was teleported home with my real mother.

I went to sleep and woke up back there with the man.

This time he wasn’t as evil (still was evil but not to me.) There was a woman with him. She was very pretty. She had very light skin and dark brown hair and a black outfit.

‘Hello, darling!” she said to me. “Go give daddy a hug.”

I walked over, unwillingly, and gave the man a hug. Somehow they were my parents. I noticed that I was in a sickeningly sweet little girly outfit people put little girls in. I had on white stockings and black Marry-Jane’s. I looked the same face and height wise.

We walked around the place where I had been running for my life, but rather than it being full of barns and slaughterhouses, it had patchwork houses and one barn and stores. It looked like an old west town and everyone there was happy.

I noticed to the right of me was one building that was there from the chase. It was a slaughterhouse. It was long with various rooms. But a man came up to my “Parents” and asked what they’re going to do with me.

“We’ll raise her in the church,” the man said, pointing over at the slaughterhouse which now looked the same but had a cross on the roof.

What seemed like a day passed when the man came up to me. I was sitting in the grass next to the “church” playing with a rabid cat. He kneeled down and showed me a doll shoe that was scuffed up and dirty.

“Did you throw this into the power grid?” he asked.

I suddenly got a vision of ██████ throwing a doll shoe he had found in his pocket into a huge wall full of gears. It stopped them and turned off the red lines so they wouldn’t hurt people.

I looked up at the man and said, “No daddy. I don’t even have a doll.”

He got up and smiled and left and brought back a beautiful Barbie like doll but it was cuter and had nicer clothes.

“Thank you, daddy!” I said.

Note: ██████ claimed he had the same dream but from his perspective.