strange dream last night

It was like it was second semester. I’m not sure why but Tey had stayed in Brooklyn that weekend. It was dark out but not late. I went out to get Chinese on Myrtle. I walked past the place I normally went to and took some side streets. I didn’t feel lost. In my mind I was exactly sure of where I was. There was a building like a wherehouse, with lots of students around going in and out. I didn’t really know anyone, but I recognized faces from around campus. Some girl from the office recognized me and had me go in with them, just for a minute or two, to check it out. It was dimly lit. Loud music was playing, didn’t recognize and songs or voices, but the beat was good. Video montages were playing projected on the walls and ceiling: exotic flowers in colors that don’t look natural blooming and dying in fast forward, farm animals being slaughtered then the video reversed so it seemed like the blades were reassembling them then bringing them back to life, naked people and masked people reenacting Bosch’s paintings, Munch’s Madonna digitally becoming a live girl who suddenly opened her eyes and stared straight at the camera until she slowly became a mannequin, close up on a piece of flesh (so close you couldn’t see what it was) that was hit with something hard then the bruise blooming where the flesh had been struck, a hand holding a knife pressing the tip against the opposite forearm gradually harder until a dot of blood appeared a the knife tip, a boy trying to climb a tree then falling and becoming a girl when he/she hit the ground, a naked girl standing while a doctor moved around marking her with red pen for plastic surgery (bigger boobs, smaller waist, new nose, sculpted ass (she’d been fine before)), a lioness catching then eating an antelope, a clip from Kitao’s film where you’re watching the faces of the bully boys and trying to imagine where the boy they beat up is bleeding from to make their faces go all strange and afraid like that, opening scene from KIDS, a clip from the Nazi films of Jews dying in freezing water to find out how long their pilots would survive if they crashed in cold water,….. I just kept watching, I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to see, but I did too. The videos and music stopped. The room was absolutely dark, for a minute, but maybe for a few. Everyone was quiet and no one moved. Everyone seemed to waiting. Dim red lights turned on in a corner, a voice started to speak going from deep to high pitched to deep quickly and often. I didn’t catch the words. I couldn’t see who or what the voice was coming from it was too crowded and I was too short. Then the voice stopped and some people were leaving. The lights had gotten a bit brighter. Some people were elaborately dresses, costumes, masks, strange complicated make-up, whatever, it was the ones like me in street clothes, nothing special who were rushing out. The office girls were telling me to go get my wings and to come back quickly. They kept saying it too: “Quickly! Quickly!” I went. [I’m not sure how they knew about the wings. In the dream they were finished, but I haven’t even started them yet.] I went back to the dorm. Tey was lying like she was asleep or trying to be. She wasn’t asleep though; she sat up as soon as I opened the door. She’d been worried about me. Had called around the other dorm looking for me. Had called my cell and not gotten an answer. I’d been gone for hours. I got the wings and put them on while she was talking. She asked me not to go, begged me, and then said if I went she’d call someone big enough to stop me. She was so worried. I finally agreed not to go back, but she was still afraid. To go to the other dorm she asked someone to come to our dorm and walk back with me. In the morning I got Big to walk back over there with me but there was no where house. There was just a fenced in parking lot.