Ugh. This is what happens when I mix Wrath of the White Witch video game, Patricia Brigg's Frost Burned and a spicy breakfast together. Oh and a bit of insomnia.

Was in a room, where we thought we were safe. Have no idea why we hiding or from whom we were hiding. Actually have no idea who "we" were. Spiders or other crawly things were coming out of the flooring. I was sitting on the floor, on a dojo mat, and I could feel thin arms or legs through the matting. Ewwww!

Then the real phone rings and I roll out of bed. Heebee jeebies.