In my most recent dream, I was first getting my hair cut at a hardware store with my mother and sister. The store's hairdressers were actually twin girls who looked a lot like the musical artists Tegan and Sara. If I tried to describe what my hair looked like, I would say impossible. Regardless, after throwing a fit back at the house (which was actually one room on top of a straircase in the midst of red T-bars and other construction equipment) for getting a haircut, I stayed up late sitting on the staircase until my mother fell asleep. In that moment, the Joker appeared and offered me an opportunity. If I collected all of his gold bars hidden around the room before they turned into chocolate, or if my mother woke up, I could be one of his "clones." However, I failed the task when I accidently electrocuted myself while grabbing a gold-wrapped candy bar layest nearest to my mother's bed. Upon her leaving the room, I received a call from a friend that he was going to Burger King to get some food. My mother forced me to bring my older sister as punishment for shocking myself.
The drive to Burger King was pleasant for the most part. It was twilight as my friend drove by a few fields where some farms encompassed our view. However, as soon as Burger King was in our sight, it became surrounded by a black smog. I tried to tell my friend that I had a really bad feeling about eating here, somehow knowing prior about the haunting, but my friend wouldn't listen. So, as I turned my head to the back seat for my older sister to do something, I noticed her legs were covered by a dusty white gown. The further I turned my body around, the black smog began pouring into the car to the point where I couldn't breath. At the moment I was able to glance at my sister's face, I was immediately paralyzed with fear. And the louder I tried to yell at my friend, warning him of the creature that lurked behind us, the more it turned into a whisper.
