Crazy awesome dream I just had. Sorry if it doesn't make mush sense, I wrote it half asleep to keep as much of it as I could. Also, I term dreams where I find my fetching lass "Anima" dreams, after the female half of the soul.
I took over as “The Doctor” at a haunted castle playing the part of one of the ghosts that inhabit the castle. I took over for my Grandpa who could sell ketchup popsicles to a woman in white gloves (IRL too, he is one charismatic person). The people in charge of the whole operation were interested in history so we would continuously study the old texts and other things found around to make the story being portrayed as accurate as possible. There was also an aspect of theater to the hotel as people would pay a lot of money to stay there up to a week. Because of this, we would often tweak the story to get make the truth most interesting. The details are never in the texts, exactly what people said or felt, so we would also throw in things that were entertaining, and in character, but not provable. The ghosts were real though. One of the other workers was trying to gain power, he wanted to be in charge when the people running things retired. I was charismatic and made friends easy so he was trying to get rid of me. I found new video of what had happened in the past (which was before video but this was a dream) This found me favor and more work from the people in charge. Seeing me as a threat he tried to get in my way at every opportunity. He ended up getting me shot with an arrow, although he himself also got shot. We were supposed to have fake arrows. Somehow that didn't hurt and I found a camera on one of the arrows that had the video in it. It helped prove that the suspected murderer of a woman did not actually do it. He loved her and was about to purpose to her. We had a meeting after this and I noticed that the camera he had he stole from the castle. I also got a job of checking with the written documents what was going on in the video. This was a prestigious job and got one of the workers mad. He used to get all the high prestige jobs, and had already been loosing them to his nephew (the one trying to take over) and now this. We had a video of reenactments that we would show the guests and during it a woman in charge would pick and choose from different sections to show. It was impressive and I really wish I could describe it better. The machine malfunctioned and all of the clips were showing at once, so we got the guests to their rooms. We then had a cast dinner and the guy trying to be in charge revieled that he got everyone tickets to an exclusive club for the night. It didn't sound right to me so I said I wasn't going. They barged into my room while I was changing and tried to talk me into going but I wasn't going to. I then went for a bike ride into town, crossing over some really thin bridges, walking me bike across. I ended up at a mall and ran into a fetching lass. She had different color streaks in her hair, a cute face, and mischief in her eyes. She and the people she was with knew how to break into the game cabinets at the stores so we each got something. I ended up with a DS with a steering wheel on it that came with a Donkey Kong game? As I we were leaving, I was the last one out and took the alarm thing off and put it in my bag just as someone was coming out of another door. For some reason each section of the store was in it's own room. Everyone else was a few steps ahead and disappeared. I gave the fetching lass my bag and had her hide while I smoothed things over with the woman who worked at the store. I was flirting with the woman and inviting her to derby and the fetching lass because jealous and came over and kissed me. I had her go a head and took her I would be with her in a second and told the worker my girlfriend was a bit jealous, but the worse she would do was pee on my leg (an expression I use for people that make-out with their so in public so show that the other person is there with them. This is usually when they feel that someone else is trying to court them) So the fetching lass and I went back to the castle. The fetching lass revieled that the gang of people (the street rats) were planning on robbing the place that night. The ghosts appeared in the foyer and started questioning my intentions living there. The first two were the couple from the film. The man wanted to make sure that we weren't going to drag the woman's name through the mud. She had had a checkered past and he was fine with the story the way it was because it protected her. The fetching lass then confessed that she had stolen something from the castle in the past. She had found a ring, which she got out of her bag. She said she was never able to sell it (everything in the castle was cursed and no one was ever able to sell anything from it, but she didn't know that). She said that it was her hope that some day someone would be able to see through what she did, she was a street rat because she had to steal to survive (Aladdin anyone?) The doctor came to our defense showing up and revealing that the foyer was protected by a truth field and no one could lie in it. The woman ghost also said that she understood the fetching lass and she could keep the ring which was the ring the male ghost had bought to purpose to the female ghost. Then the guy trying to take over came in and the ghosts vanished. They didn't like him. He said he was going to turn the fetching lass in, he had heard the end of the conversation. I then proceed to get him to admit that there was going to be a robbery tonight. I told him that he would be great at running things (also getting him to admit that was his goal), and the woman he loved (who also worked there and was helping me uncover what was going on) loved him (this was proven more by the fact that she had been filling him in on what was going on behind his back) but had spurned his advances because he was being a dushe. Then the guy trying to take over's Uncle came in. I got him to admit that he was trying to take over, as well as trying to set up his nephew. The nephew confronted his uncle. The uncle tried to say I was pitting them against each other and that I really wanted to take over. He relieved that the reason that I was picked to play the role of the doctor and greet guests at the door was that I was able to play on people's preconceptions and give them a false impression without lieing. When the nephew asked if this was true, if I really wanted to be in charge I said “no”. There was no twisting of words possible. I was happy interacting with people. There my ability to play with people's minds was what they were paying me to do. They wanted to be entertained, they weren't as worried about the truth. I had my room and all my meals paid for, all of the money I made was extra, I had no expenses, and never had to worry about things. I really didn't want to be in charge. Hearing all of this the nephew had a change of heart and tried to call off the “rats”. I then had a conversation with the fetching lass and invited her to stay after getting her to admit she had no where to go. The rats came in anyway, trying to make more money. The ghosts came and scared them off, but not before seeing “Raccoon” (the fetching lass's “street name”) and vowing to get her. They also left behind “Squarl” who was often the patsy. The fetching lass agreed to stay as long as her friend Squirl got to stay too. I was cool with that and got them a room together. I went the next morning to let the owner know what was going on, but he already knew, with the kind that originally owned the place hanging out with him. So everything was cool. I started to work the next morning and there was a guy acting suspicious. My new friends (the fetching lass and Squirl) were going on the tour too. When they ducked off to go to the bathroom, the guy went to follow them. I told him that the men's bathrooms were a different way and sent him into one of the haunted rooms. Most of the rooms were haunted in the place, and I knew most of the ghosts. The girl (who was now dating the nephew) went off to check on the girls, and I had someone else take over the tour. The room I sent him to was “Jerry's” room. Jerry was the doctors brother, and also beyond crazy. He had killed the doctors wife and then himself, but the doctor knew that it was a good person, just had psychological problems. He tried to hide him in the castle, visiting him at least once a week. I had continued this tradition, to keep him in check, and also knowing that the poor guy meant well. We questioned the assassin (who had been mumified by Jerry in duct tape) and got him to agree to tell the rats that he had “made road kill of Raccoon and Squirl” Everyone then lived happily ever after (I assume because I woke up at that point. The dream is so awesome if that was the case)
