The following dreams took place in Savannah. In the first dream I was oddly burrowing into a house from underground. Once I got there, and looked across the street, I noticed that Ron and two others, who I don't think I know, where on the back porch of the house across the way. Their heads were popping up out from underneath a tarp and framed. I hollered, "Hey, you've got the wrong house!"
In the next Mummy and I were walking through Savannah on the way to my friend's birthday. Mummy was wearing slacks. The house was a slim three storey red brick with shutters. My friend is real, and this is not the house she lives in. I've changed her name to protect her from my dreams. We walked up the stairs to a tight little verandah encircled with windows. It was dark, but painted fantastically. There was a wooden shelving unit that ran beneath the windows, and she had her own Tarot cards set-up for me to read. They weren't her real cards. There was also a loveseat and not a lot of people were there. The Tarot cards were very large, bigger than Crowley's. Most of them had pictures on them. I remember one had a big sparkly gingerbread man. I believe that was the basis of the reading, but I could be wrong. I do remember a beautiful tall red bricked house, a lot like the one we were in, came out as the best she could arrive at. I told her, that wasn't bad. Her boyfriend, and I'll call him, Pete, came over and laid her card down as the significator. She was wearing a white dress, sitting, smiling, and you could see her calves. The cards rolled out, but I don't remember them until she laid down her final outcome card and it was a close-up headshot of Miss Piggy wearing mirrored sunglasses. By this time the place was beginning to fill-up, and I couldn't find Mummy. I was looking, and figured she went shopping and would be back. In the meantime I was downstairs and somebody was offering me a big clear plastic tub full of cookies, but they were more like candy, and amazingly realistic. I was looking and looking when some dark haired guy in a white sheet asked what I was looking for. He was sitting in a chair next to me. I told him "A man to bite his head off.". He laughed. I chose, and said, "Oh, no, that's a nun." I had picked her up, (felt more like hard candy), and put her back, even though I'd touched her. Then, I spotted a beige man and picked him up. He was incredible: bigger than the nun. He had long flowing hair that seemed to be caught up in the wind. He also wore strange crutches that seemed to be growing up into his legs like tree roots and a tattered shirt. His legs were actually missing, and his wooden crutches almost became them, like an Ent. By this time another man had replaced the guy in the sheet. This one looked Latin and had beautiful curly dark hair. He knew who the little legless figure was and pointed to a glass display case with a doll, who was a bigger, full color version, of my cookie/candy man. He said his name, I had no idea. Seems he was some fighter or something that had been set-up. Anyways, I did not bite his head off, but had licked him when the man took him from me, and I told him that I had had him in my mouth. I was back to looking for Mummy. I looked down a short dark corridor before heading back upstairs. The ceiling was painted yellow with black cryptic symbols. There was a woman, there, dressed in blue, with short dark hair. She was eating something, and told me that my friend was abused by her boyfriend, and it was horrible. I could not find my friend. I went upstairs, again, to the top storey. It was amazing: the whole place, including a bed in the middle of the small room, was covered in green tarp, so the room looked like a topiary, only maybe not very comfortable. The bed also had some white striping. I saw Pete, and he told everybody to get-out, and everybody started leaving except for me. They were pouring out. I found my friend, and she was clutching me so tightly as not to go. I told her I hadn't given her her birthday gift yet and wasn't going anywhere. She was dressed in white like on her card. There was a little pink dollhouse doll, Pinky Pink, and a big raw amethyst crystal ring encircled with marcasite, that I told her was from Mummy. I also told her to hit Pete in the eye with it, and that she could always come with me.
