Awake. Dog-inspired, I think. Somebody needed to go outside and hasn't yet learned the Secret of the Doorknobs.

Feeling very horror-inspired right now. Creepy and atmospheric, not the blood-and-gore of the Hollywood movie, but the psychological horror of Silent Hill, chock full of surreal imagery and dark noise, less like a carnival ride and more like a descent into madness.

Spirals, floating. Something moving just out of the corner of your eye, a shadow maybe, but maybe not. Incoherent voices whispering words that you can't quite understand.

I go now to sleep, perchance to dream.