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The Dream of the Spider Woman

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May. 10th, 2011 | 09:48 pm

As I mentioned before, I had a mental event a little while ago that was accompanied by some truly insane dreams. I'm still deconstructing what happened, but I thought I'd write them down here so I have a copy. There were plenty of others, and they won't go in any specific chronological order: all of them happened between 2004 and 2010. It was quite a fucking adventure if you count psychosis and dissociative episodes toward that sort of thing.

I don't play a lot of bizarre video games or watch weird movies, a lot of these dreams were over-the-top for what I was dealing with environmentally at the time. Whatever it was, it was a rough time psychologically.


The Spider Woman

I was in a mall, or possibly an airport: it was a large building that started out full of people going in all different directions. When the relevant part of the dream started, there were huge webs that had begun to show up all over the place, big ropy white webs that looked like something an alien was responsible for. They were a mystery to all, but quickly frightened everyone.

I was standing near a large set of doors at one point, doors that led out to the parking lot: the webbing was strung thickly across them, you could just make out people trapped under several layers of the stuff, hung unmoving like giant dead beetles further in, still struggling toward the surface. There was no sign yet of what was spinning the webs; they were corrosive and impassable, they would burn skin on contact and they were everywhere.

Toward the end of the dream, I was alone in the mall - everyone else having been killed, wrapped up in fat white blobs that hung above like party decorations - which was so thickly webbed over that it looked like the inside of a cocoon. It looked ethereal and weird; the lights in the mall set all the white webbing to glowing, and the effect was really Christmasy and surreal. I still hadn't found the culprit, and was making my way through the tunnels of webbing when I encountered a guy in a brown trenchcoat wandering around carrying a flashlight and clipboard.
The guy was a detective/occultist/scientist/cop, and was looking for the thing that was spinning the web in the mall. He wasn't planning on killing it but capturing and containing it, either putting it to some use or studying it for scientific/occultist purposes. We decided to team up, and he gave me a weapon of some kind (it was a shotgun, I think).

Soon after we met, the spinner of webs showed herself.

We came to a tunnel of webbing that extended down a lit hallway, and he stopped, indicating that the thing we were looking for was down that tunnel. I turned toward it, and heard a growling come out of the tunnel: something huge was in there, almost as big around as the hallway. A weird light was coming out of the hall, so the area was almost completely lit up by all the webs. After a moment there was a heavy rustling, and then a rapid meaty hammer against the earth and walls as whatever was in there scurried suddenly toward us.
The man behind me said something, his voice steady and firm. I lifted the shotgun.

And here it came, as huge as it sounded, a gigantic quivering white spider...thing. It had the fat thick body of a spider, and eight jointed legs that it reared up on, but the torso of a woman from the waist up was mounted on its body. The whole of it was dead white. The woman's body was muscled and fit, with a shock of white hair like cotton standing out from her head, and four bright red insectile eyes on the front of her flattened face. She opened her mouth wide to roar at me, and there were four fangs in her mouth, upper and lower canines; her hands were three-toed claws. She had four breasts on the lower front of her torso, and on the front of the spider body below was a gigantic red cut jewel.

There was a chaos: I fired the gun, heard the man yelling and moving quickly behind me. Its roar was deep and barrel-chested, but there was a screeching, plaintive undernote, like the scream of a raptor. I was up terribly close to it, close enough to grab the jewel, its whole body looming up around me, leathery and trembling and powder-pale.
That's all I remember. Pretty freaky.


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