I walked into a bar. It was the underground poker kind of bar. Somehow, it also was a motel. I was looking to get a room for the night though, so that was convenient. Walked up to the receptionist, who had a big gray beard. I asked about the rooms; he nodded and we started walking. When we got to the door, he led me in and said I’ll send a hooker. You’ll know who she is, she’ll be leg spread. Oh, I thought. I Didn’t realize it was one of those places… Not very surprising though.
I had just settled in when I heard a knock. I looked through the spyhole, but didn’t see anything. Opened the door and, sure enough, there she was laying on the floor; dressed enough but legs wide open. She was a very pretty blonde, shame I wasn’t all that interested. I had a very strong deja-vu accompanied by some sort of blurry flashback (or perhaps a flash forward?) as I looked at her. I had a feeling this had already happened; saw myself laying in bed and a moment later an explosion happened. A ball of fire engulfed the entire room. I picked her up from the ground and locked the door. She looked alarmed at my reaction as I anxiously explained what had happened.
Without recalling having fallen asleep, I woke up. It was the middle of the night. It all felt familiar. I looked around. The blonde was still there, laying under the sheets asleep, tranquil. I peeked out through the blinds, but the street was just as serene as she looked. She reached out and grabbed my shoulder as she told me to relax. I laid back, facing her this time, as everything turned dark.
Dreamed the night of 05/17/2020