[the phantom]

I had a bit of a fever Saturday night. And everyone knows the best thing about having a fever is the weird dreams.

My odd dream featured no Downers (I think), but was certainly Downs related.

I was in a huge barn with a Werewolf. I had a lighter and there was hay everywhere. I was grabbing handfuls of hay, setting it ablaze, and attempting to touch it to the fur of the Werewolf. I pursued the Werewolf from one end of the barn to the other, climbing ceiling beams, leaping over equipment, and charging up stairs and ladders (there were many levels in this barn). I managed to get a spark on the beast several times, but it was always able to put it out by rolling on the ground or beating the flame with its hands.

After quite a bit of this, the Werewolf seemed to realize that it was, in fact, a Werewolf, and should be doing the chasing rather than being chased. So I spent the next little bit leaping off things and climbing up things, only this time I was the hunted. I still had my lighter, and with the creature constantly trying to get close to me I had many opportunities to burn the Werewolf- which I did. It was fairly repetitive. I tried to create some distance, it closed in on me, I set it on fire, and then I moved away while it put out the flames. And then the same thing again.

Eventually there were burning piles of hay everywhere, and even the walls were BBQing. I climbed up onto a high loft that had an open window- the only way out of the building. The Werewolf jumped up after me. I set the loft ablaze, threw the lighter at the Werewolf (which set it on fire for the hundredth time), and then I jumped out the window, somehow pulling it shut behind me.

My dream ended with me gazing at the blazing barn and wondering if the beast was dead.