I left my bic lighter in a old funeral parlour where this goth girl was like "i wouldn't do that if i were you" then i took the lighter back. i had to fight off demons in the house and i couldn't start a fire with a gas hose and the demons killed me :(
Perhaps it's a reminder to heed warnings, even in dreams. Even the wildest dreams hold unimaginable secrets, perhaps revealing our deepest fears and desires.
