so I went to a party with some friends. it was in some place that had a lot of rooms, and was maybe with wood panelling or veneer walls. there was music and dancing and a couple-three huindred people; standard private affair. I knew a decent subset of the attendees.

there was dancing in one room and then I think it went to an outside balcony or patio. on the inside the room opened up to a small hallway or something like that. the ceiling was high. I was in there with like jD and carrie and some other people. we had been dressed kind of nice, but while hanging in this room with a typical crowding level for popular parties, it was really warm and I took off my jacket.

we decided to go outside and I was left in a conundrum. I would have to put my jacket back on but I was still too warm for that to be comfortable.

somehow we made it outside (and I had my jacket on but this was no longer important). karine had bohdan there and there were a lot of dogs, much smaller than him, interested. she had a problem controlling him. the outside wasn't nearly as crowded as the inside but there were still enough people around that she really had to focus on him. he was pretty unhappy. the light was pre-dawn.

I wandered to the northwest. we were in a garden like Camp & Son's at Willits. all the neat little terraced gardens. I went to a place that I remembered as wild hillside, and it was newly terraced. some of them had sort of pebbly paving but most were newly-planted gardens. the light was still pre-dawn but it was getting lighter. I realized I sort of wandered too far - it happens when you wander from a party, and turned around to come back. at that point I found myself jogging along the next terrace down, next to four big dogs coming to see bohdan. three of them were purebred rottweilers. the fourth had a lot of white and was only slightly smaller. we all came up to bohdan and they were checking him out. kind of like seeing if he could be accepted.

then it was later in the morning. it was sunny, maybe 8am. we were driving into town from the party in 2 cars. davinator was driving one of them. it was sort of like driving into novato from black point forest. we wanted breakfast but first we had to go to the atm. for some reason we needed quarters. I had 3 in my pocket but it wasn't enough for both cars to park. we were driving down the main drag... maybe it was more like petaluma than novato. some place like that anyhow. ...the sun was behind us, we were maybe going northwest. we crossed a largish intersection and then there were storefronts and you know like little areas were you go in a recessed part from the sidewalk and there are maybe 4-6 stores opening into a sort of small plazaish area. I went in there and the atm was there to the left of a stairway going up to a costume store. the atm's screens were above my eyelevel, and there were four of them, maybe 10" screens. they were independently controlled so if you crowded together 4 people could use that atm at once. anyhow, it dispensed quarters.

then the town was behind us and I don't think I was in a car anymore. in front was a sort of stone castle-like building, but more like hearst castle (in architecture not scale) than like an old europe castle. there were trees to the right and in my point of view the left cutoff before I saw the other side of the castle, almost like a movie screen. I don't know why we were there. a helicopter flew out from the other side of the castle. around, not over.

then two people were captured. and now it's more like a movie becuase I am now controlling like angles and point of view (although there is not a camera) and am no longer a player in the dream. the two people were an asian guy, who was a lot like my marketing coworker ren, and Alex Kingston from ER. they were put in a room in the castle.

they had been spying, and their captors were going to use torture to get out of them what it was all about. it was all very clinical. the room they were in resembled a highschool or 1st year college chem lab. the light that came in showed it was mid-afternoon. the asian guy was strapped to a table that tilts with 1" wide thin metal bands in appropriate places. Alex Kingston was strapped to what looked like a massage chair with her head braced in place. they were both expecting to have to put up with a lot of pain. there was a lady with severe black hair and chemistry goggles going to do whatever it was. then some other person whom is always off-screen so to speak decides that the asian guy would be tortured until the woman breaks.

at this point there's a zoom in on her eyes as they shift to look at the asian guy strapped down and the dawning realization that they would not be able to hold out.

they start with the asian guys's hands. I dont' know what happened becuase the scene always shows the clinical lady, she gets a tool or makes a decision, then it shows his face and how he reacts to what they do. they do something to his skin, his bones. I say they but it was just the clinical lady. he is in excruciating pain. but neither the asian guy nor Alex Kingston say what's up. then they work on his feet and that's worse. they start some sort of chemical fire and use it to apply extreme heat to his feet. this is unbearable. I can't see his feet but I can hear the sizzle. the heat affect me even though I am not a player in the dream. his face is there in transcendent pain, and then his eyeballs melt. it's not blood & gore like a horror movie or anything either. it's like, his eyes open wider and wider, and then the pupils and irises go away, and the white part recedes, revealing a clear liguid inside. exactly how I would expect, if you had water inside of a dyed-white frozen sphere, and then touched a heat source to one point on the sphere and it melted away. and the liquid runs out.

shortly after that the woman reveals what they wanted to know. the asian guy is in a bad way. he's no longer strapped to the table but is on the floor with his head to the right, from my point of view. his limbs are gone and he is blind. it is with a shock that I realize I think this is OK. he's alive and will be able to get prosthetic limbs and artificial eyes and will be able to lead a normal life.

well that's my dream. it was pretty complex and I didn't have time this morning to write it all down. pretty cool that I wrote down exactly what I needed to remember point to point. the transistions were really as abrupt as I write here, the abruptness is not a figment of waiting so long to record it.