I was in a car with my mother but she was simultaneously a young couple who had two children, a boy about two or three and a baby who wasn't walking yet. I had a child with me too but I wasn't sure if she was meant to be mine, and her age kept changing from 18mo to 3y.
We were going somewhere, either going to the airport so we could go on holiday or we were already on holiday. I had some kind of portable recording device and I was recording all the conversations (which they knew about) so I could write about it accurately later. It looked like a CD Walkman but I didn't really know how to work it.
I kept looking back at the kids in the back seat. They were grizzling and I think too hot and I wondered when we were going to get where we were going so they could have a proper lie-down.
Next we were at the airport and the father was holding my stroller with my daughter in it while I looked for my baggage check ticket or boarding pass or something like that. We were at the top of an escalator and his wife had already gone down with their children. I found my passport and some instant lottery tickets but I couldn't find anything else and I looked at the woman in the booth on my right for assistance. She made a noise of disgust and pointed to a blank sign which somehow told me that we were in the future and all I had to do was buy a new lottery ticket and I'd be able to get on the plane.
I couldn't remember getting on the plane and next I was in a motel carpark outside some kind of showroom. I was there with Sajo, a friend from high school. We were waiting for some big celebrity to come along so we could fawn and worship them, something like that. I realised someone was already in the showroom and we tried to see who it was. We did see but we couldn't decide whether it was Kate Fischer or Catherine Zeta-Jones, but she was trying on dresses and shoes and there was some kind of agent guy there telling her she couldn't wear the weird shoes because she'd fall and break her neck.
She saw us out there and invited us in and we drank fruit juice and told her how pretty she looked in the dresses. She gave me one of the pairs of shoes but they were too big for me. Then the agent guy threw us out.
Then I was in some kind of huge building site. It may have been an open-cut mine, it was so big. I was trying to get out of there and I was wearing the celebrity's shoes which made it really hard to walk. I fell into some kind of pit that was being dug and an angry workman pushed a huge hydraulic-powered drill in my face and said if I ever bothered him again he'd hurt me.
Somehow I got out of there and I was back with the young couple and the kids and we were driving around in England somewhere. I thought it was too warm to be England but they assured me it was. I was wearing a beautiful black shift dress and black suede boots and I wanted to find a mirror so I could make sure my hair wasn't messy.
We stopped at some kind of shop and I was worried about leaving the kids on their own in the car but the couple said they'd be okay. We went in and I was admiring the handcrafted wooden items and the handwoven materials and rugs and things they were selling.
I was simultaneously outside the shop watching the couple talking to some people dressed up in costumes. I didn't hear what the locals said but the woman I was travelling with said, "Oh, that's nice. We're Fredree-callers from New England... yeah, we're from the States." then, just like in a cheesy musical, everyone got together and danced and sang. I felt out of place so I went on looking at the beautiful things in the shop and wondering how I could buy anything because I didn't seem to have any money.
After a while I recognised some of the songs and I was able to sing along but as soon as there was a song that I knew all the words to they stopped singing and dancing.
Next I was on a boat with the couple and they were pointing out landmarks to me. Now we were supposedly in the Middle East somewhere. I was taking lots of photos with the digi cam and I wanted to know when we were going to get to a motel because I needed to plug in "my computer" (the recording device) so I could upload the photos I'd taken and take some more.
Suddenly we were in Greece and I was really annoyed because my flashcard was full and they were telling me I couldn't upload my photos til we got to the next country.
Then we were on a train passing through overgrown ruins in a rainforest and I was thinking, "This would be a really bad time to have multiple personality disorder."
Then I was somewhere in New Zealand by myself and I was watching a videoclip being made. It was meant to be Siouxsie Sioux but it could have been any goth-looking girl with short black hair. I was watching it but I was also in it and moving around like I was on a truck. I decided it must be a VR clip. I was moving along a wide empty road in a small town, towards the corner of a park or schoolyard which had only a small opening in the fence. The woman/singer was floating along a path in the park towards me and around her were floating (or running) lots of large black cats. They got larger and larger until they turned into panthers. I knew they wouldn't hurt me but I was uneasy about something anyway.
Then I was moving through different streets in the same town and it was dusk. Somehow I'd got a bit part in the clip and I had to pretend to be possessed while some religious people threw holy water at me. I realised it was real holy water and they really thought I was possessed. I threw off their holy water easily and laughed at them and said that didn't hurt a bit.
Then I was walking into a house where the goth woman was. The song was still playing and I wondered where the panthers were. She was leaning on the side of a hessian-covered sofa and lip-synching to the song. She was wearing a tight lilac leotard and nothing else, but she had writing and symbols on her inner thighs and all down her legs. I realised I'd somehow been turned into a man and the finale of the clip was meant to be her and me snogging on the floor. I thought I was getting paid for it so I played along.
When it was too late I realised that I was going to die, that she was going to turn into a panther and rip my throat out or something similar. When she lay down on the floor (which wasn't in the "script") her legs disappeared and her mouth turned into something that looked like a garbage disposal unit. I tried to get away from her but forces I couldn't see stuck their claws into my back and forced me down and she started chewing my face off.