• I was in the auditorium of my school, right? and it was like a mixture of Scooby Doo, a comic book, and my own personal musings. Some lady was talking about a sort of "Demon Puppeteer" that could only exist because people "loved it." It's powers was that it could make puppets of someone's fears and either turn them real or possess a person with that puppet. I'm not quite sure. Periodically the dream view would go to the work room and a speech bubble would pop up saying something, (demon speech bubble). Anyway, Me and a bunch of people from my acting class were on the stage right wing, near the work room, and suddenly this little puppet marionette thing of a saw floated down and touched one of the guys. Suddenly, the speech bubbles are popping up again, this time from my friends. Thinking quickly, I grab a set piece or a 2x4 or something and bash the puppet out of the air. I turn to walk away but its strings have grabbed onto me, I try and fight it off, going all the way across the stage to the stage left wing. Suddenly the same lady from before yells "Stop loving it! Stop!" I looked at the little puppet before me and said "I hate you. I hate you demon! You attack me, you possess my friends and I hate you. I want you to die, demon." As I keep going on I go back onto the stage, the puppet cowering and sliding across the ground. Suddenly it's pinned against a monitor speaker and I end my rant with "I will kill you and everything you love." And it turned to dust. I slowly walked down the stage right stairs as a "magic stretcher" (Think Magic Carpet from Aladdin. It was like that.) starts to scoop up the dust and get rid of it. Then I woke up.