Cut from there, and me and my girlfriend are outside Asda, loading up the car with shopping. The car’s not our real-life one, it’s much bigger, maybe a Volkswagen camper van, or at least a Renault Scenic (which we’d looked at a week ago). A hippy chick arrives and leans her head into the car. She’s wearing a Dr J basketball vest (same as the one I own). She asks my girlfriend to come help with something. I realise that this is a set-up so they can kidnap her. But I don’t mind. Because I am a Batman-type hero and will easily rescue her.
Now I’m in some woods at a stream. A man appears in a monkey suit (I had seen someone dressed in this costume days before). He points to the stream, I turn to see three figures in the water, only their heads are visible. One, hairy and unrecognisable, pulls a dog in its teeth. The dog also pulls a head in its own, something also hairy, but cut and chewed. The monkey suit man explains that the first head is a man dressed as a Greek god. Some hairy god I’ve never heard of. For reasons unexplained, he is pulling a dog in his teeth. The dog is pulling a bull that it had attacked.
And then I woke up.