Middle part of a longer dream which is now back under the water. I'm in the aisle of a brightly lit grocery store. I'm with someone else unidentified, but I know he is close to me. He is lying on the floor. I don't know why. I move to lie with my head on his shoulder, a gesture of love and comfort. Then a door opens at the end of the aisle and the devil strides in--a double devil, since he is identical twins. Both are lean, dark haired, implacably menacing. They advance to where my companion and I are lying. I can't move and the devils bend over us. They are saying something but all I remember is one of them saying that his time was near, which I took to mean that he would die or become one with his twin. He didn't seem upset by the prospect. One of them commands me to look at my friend and I turn my head with difficulty to see that his head is squashed to the floor. He looks dead. Two white hard shapes ane now somehow projecting upwards from the floor and skewering us. They are irregularly shaped, something like a cactus or coral or set of antlers.
The pain from this wakes me. It is 4:00am and I turn on the light to write this report.
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