Had a couple last night, both horrible. The first started out okay. T and I were at the beach house with her family. We were all returning from somewhere–a dinner out I think. T whispered to me that she was pregnant again and wanted to tell her family. The whole “again” thing was odd because she’d never been pregnant before, but I guess in the dream we had a kid somewhere. At the same time this was happening, I was concerned because there was a cat in the house that had had kittens. I wanted to make sure she’d been put in the box with the kittens so that she could nurse them properly. T told me not to worry. By this time, I wondered how she’d gotten pregnant, but I didn’t want to ask her in front of the family. She told them all she was pregnant and everyone was excited. We went to our bedroom and I asked her how she’d gotten pregnant. She looked upset, and I started to get nervous. She told me that she’d been raped in a stairwell at work one day. I flew into a rage and broke the sliding glass door, a lamp, and the wall. She said she considered reporting him, but didn’t want to lose her job. I told her not to worry–I would kill him for her. I woke up quite disturbed obviously, and spend awhile in a semi-conscious state reviewing conversations I’d had with an ex-marine/criminal justice major about how to get away with murder. I made my check list for before and after in my head, and I had a semi-lucid dream about buying my gun, using a file inside the barrel to muck with ballistics tests post-crime. Revenge is an ugly, but motivating, thing.
I fell back into full sleep again and dreamt that I was in a house with someone’s family when a home invasion took place. There were two robbers who were taking stuff and trashing the place. Some of them wanted to rape a kid that was there. She was probably in middle school, maybe high school. At any rate, they did not succeed. Somehow I ended up being the lawyer for the girl, which is odd, because usually the state would prosecute something like that. Anyway, I had one strange sequence where I was to meet with her, but I had to jog to my meeting for some reason. Also, it turned out I was still in high school because I had a class I had to go to that happened to be about the law and rape cases. I remember being required to define all the different terms associated with rape–rape, sexual assault, sexual battery, forced sodomy etc. I also remember being nervous about being the girl’s lawyer, because I was in high school and didn’t have a law degree.
