Hi. Just wanted to share a very strange dream/nightmare I had recently. Feel free to give an interpretation if you like.

I am drinking with these three strangers at their house and I am quite drunk. Through conversation it turns out that these ordinary looking people are cannibals[!] - they then began to dine[!!] But the horror of watching them eating the cooked torso of a human being with it's head still attached doesn't upset me much as the alcohol has dullened any feelings of terror[!] It's a disgusting scene though, very real. Well, against my own best judgement they talk me into eating human flesh with them and I go along with it willingly as I am actually very hungry anyway. I dine upon the human flesh noting that it tastes exactly like beef and I even forget what it is I'm eating! It was also completely understood that they had procured this meal through murder... Great horrors.

The next scene I'm in my own room with a detective policeman investigating me - who, incidentally, was Peter Dinklage from Game of Thrones. He begins walking toward a sealed coffin with a dead body in it that I had in my room[!!] and I do not want him to see what's inside of it. So before he reaches the coffin I pull out a handgun[!!] and I walk over to the coffin. Before he has a chance to open it I empty all the bullets from the gun through the coffin lid into the dead body inside thus being very sure that I'd destroyed the incriminating evidence[??] - the detective whips open the lid. To my satisfaction all that is in the coffin is a pile of charcoal in the vague shape of a body, and looking at my handgun I say to the cop "Does a pretty good job doesn't it?" and I put the gun down.

But that doesn't stop Peter Dinklage. He kneels down and starts putting his hands into the ashes and charcoals sifting around for something and I notice him beginning to pull something out. He stands up and raises a charred chunk of meat in front of me so I can see, and it's obvious that it's still a bit fresh inside - a DNA test will easily show it's human flesh because it turns out that it's the meat I had eaten with the cannibals! - and I am under arrest. I don't put up any struggle and admit everything. We walk past some naked, very pale zombie looking people with quite plain expressions on their faces, and then I wake up.

Wow. How my own mind could create that is beyond me - but it must be saying something...