clark and i were at disneyland at halloween time. he wanted to go to the haunted house, because he heard they'd done something extra special with it this year. once we got inside, i knew something was amiss--the usual gimmicks weren't there; instead it was far more creepy and the ghosts walking around looked real.
at some point, we got separated. i got really scared and realized that there was no one else (at least no one alive, that is) anymore in the house with us. a bearded ghost that looked like saddam hussein started chasing me around.
as i was running from saddam hussein, i tripped over something. i realized it was a detached human arm. i got up and kept going. i turned a corner and managed to lose the ghost for a minute, so i ducked into a closet. when i turned on the light, on the shelf right next to my face was clark's severed head.
then i woke up.
