I dreamed that me and Bill and all my friends were Vampires, and we were biting necks and chopping off people’s heads and cutting people in half. For some reason we were in Florida and it was really hot. I was still fat, and I remember thinking, “Florida is no place for a fat person to live.”
There was some kind of Vampire Leader who talked us into becoming Vampires, he was like, “We can’t operate at the major clubs anymore; we’re keeping it low key.” So Bill became one and I got terminally ill… so he made me a Vampire to keep me from dying.
At one point the police were investigating a house where we had killed some people, and suddenly a corpse cut in half from head to waist splattered down on a window. I could see the brains and intestines. Then it crashed through the window and started coming back to life, grabbing on to a cop and sucking out his organs in order to rebuild itself. It was some kind of Ghoul.
I also remember some of my Vampire Friends (not my real friends) creating a crime fighting team called Super Vampire Crime Killers and using it as an excuse to cut off innocent people’s heads and drink the blood. They wore Power Ranger-type outfits. They killed people in broad daylight but never got put in jail because of technicalities. I think they even cut off the Police Chief’s head!
I also remember living with my brother again in front of some sort of swamp, and also living by myself in a duplex. My neighbors were a guy who looked like Jack from work and a guy who looked like Job. They weren’t really them though. I invited them over and left them for awhile and they started stealing all my TVs and XBOXs. At one point the Job lookalike crashed his car through my front door, and I called the police. That’s about all I can remember.