I had a cool dream during the second half of my latest sleep.
I was part of this cool, dapper gang, made up if all kinds of people. I was especially taken with the person who supposedly was the sort of leader of the group. They were a tall, slender person with long, wavy hair, dressed in a white suit, carrying a cool cane. As the dream progressed, each person in the group revealed themselves to be a vampire. Myself included. And we were actually bringing unsuspecting humans to meet their end.
It wasn’t a bad dream. Quite the opposite, more exciting than horrible. Our gang was aiming for the leader position of the local sect of vampires. And the gang’s leader, by the end, was given the mantle, so to speak, of the old leader. There was a marble statue that released its red mist over the very cool, dapper, attractive leader of our gang. And once that was over, they chose me as their second. By slicing their hand with a blade in their cane and offering a finger for me to suck 😆 which I did, taking some of that whatever ancient power they had just infused.
Then I woke up.