So, Dreamland was VERY interesting last night. If you know me, then you know that I very rarely have dreams that I recall when I wake up, but last night I did have one of those memorable dreams.
One morning, the butler informs the owner in the most dignified manner ever that there is a body underneath the car in the garage. After ringing the police, we go out to the garage which is detached from the house and is an older, but still well-maintained structure. It has an earthen floor and is as immaculate as an old style garage can be. It has the old style doors that swing open, one to the left and one to the right. We open the doors with nary a hint of protest from the hinges. The car is a 1930’s or 1940’s style car with the massive whitewall tires, running boards, convertible top and a rumble seat. Truly magnificent shape.
We see the feet of a woman sticking out from underneath the car and she is positioned with the front tires touching her. So, I and the owner push the car over the body and out of the garage. Yes, we’ve just contaminated a crime scene, which I think about as soon as the car rolls over her. I tell everyone to go outside while I try to “divine” some clues and so they close the doors to the garage and leave me alone inside. After about a minute of spotting nothing that seems out-of-place, she STARTS TO MOVE! She was lying on her back and then she does a move like she’s asleep and is just moving to a more comfortable position. Freaked out, I burst out of the garage to find that the SBPD have shown up with Lassiter and O’Hara. Also in tow, is my dad, Henry Spencer. Not sure why he showed up as he is not a detective any longer, but whatevs. Lassie and Jules are doing their thing and Dad is kind of poking his nose into things here and there.
After they finished their initial investigation, they ask me if I was able to get any psychic readings. I tell them I was not, but I saw her move. Then something truly bizarre happens. My dad pulls me over to the side and shares with me that he is starting to suspect me of being a serial killer, the one the department (including Gus and I) is currently trying to track down. He asks me for an alibi for this latest body which is odd, because the coroner hasn’t even determined a time of death yet, but I really do not have anything to tell him. I ask him why he suspects me and he says that I have been at EVERY body’s location when it was discovered. I pause to reflect and say, “How about that? I was.”
I tell him he’s crazy and there’s no way I would be a serial killer. He tells me he’s going to give me 2 hours to either give him a valid alibi or confess. Because the coroner won’t have a time of death for at least a day, I know I cannot meet this deadline to his satisfaction. I collect Gus and (here’s where it gets weird) the son of my real-life girlfriend and we take the old car while no one is looking and sneak off driving to an unknown destination.
Due to the well-maintained car with a full tank of gas, we make it to a small town in Nevada before we have to fill up. We fill up the gas tank and go into the diner to eat and the sheriff saunters in and informs us that there was a serial killing early that morning and kindly says, ”May I see your plane tickets, please?” I say, “We drove in. We’re poor and couldn’t afford a plane ticket.” He responds with a request for any other physical documentation of our whereabouts that morning, a gas station receipt, anything. Well here, the fact that this is our first stop since yesterday works against us. We have nothing. Since he has no actual evidence he is unable to arrest us and so bids us good day but with a warning to not leave the county. As soon as he is out of sight, we do exactly that and apparently a few other people in town also do not have alibis as they somehow join us and we start driving again. Eventually, we end up in Las Vegas, sell the car and hole up in a hotel room. All of us except Kyson, my real-life girlfriend’s son. He has somehow disappeared, which is kind of normal for him. I and Gus start looking for him and we find him dressed to the nines and giving orders to all the pit bosses in the casino. Turns out he is connected to the Mafia and runs the casino we “ended up” at. And then I wake up.