Bloody game

The setting is the poolside of one of those 5 star chalet type hotels in Ghana like Labadi or La Palm. Derek, Amit, and I are walking by the poolside on the way to the main structure of the hotel. To our right is the pool and to our left, tables with umbrellas and guests in their bathing suits (I think) eating away. And what are they eating? Live animals..... I see mainly chickens. And the strange part is that it all seems so normal to everyone except the 3 of us. The waiters are bringing out the fully alive chickens that have been somehow tied at the legs so as not to be able to run away. And the guests are cutting them up piece by piece with fork and knife and chowing them like there was no tomorrow.

So the 3 of us are just completely blur at this point. Then, as we walk approach the main hotel structure, we see a man walking a dog that has had one half of its body de-skinned. It looks raw and bloody. It was obviously fresh. And this man is walking his dog casually like one would normally walk his dog on a cool Sunday morning. What the hell is going on here. And it all appears so normal as if it happens on a daily basis at a 5 star chalet type hotel in Ghana. A few moments later and the 3 of us start to get pissed off. We need to figure out what's goin' on.

Plan of Action: Follow the trail of the man and dog and see where it leads to.

Where does it lead to: A staircase behind one of the hotel structures. It's a 3-4 storey walkup. (sort of like the projects but better.....5 star hotel yaar). Do we walk up or just pretend like nothing's going on and walk away. We walk up.

It's starting to feel weird at this point. Fear gradually creeping in. Then......3 stern, creepy looking guys with machetes overtake us on the stairwell going up. Our eyes meet and it's not a friendly glare. Infact, it's anything but. They're obviously up to something fishy and not happy about the fact that we're on their trail.

What should we do? We're fucking shit scared at this point, that's what. At least I am. But there's no backing down at this point. So we come to a decision. We can't continue our journey unarmed. We decide to walk back down, get machetes, and then proceed back up to the 3 fellas. We have come to the conclusion that they are brutally massacaring live animals and maybe even human beings. Imagination I tell you. We have our machetes and start walking up. Am about to take a dump in my pants from fear. The 3 guys are on the third floor. Just as we get to that level, I chuck my machete and sprint up one floor higher than where the action is. I couldn't go through with it. What if there are 10 more bad ass guys with machetes waiting to chop us to bits and pieces. However, the 2 champs Derek and Amit follow through with the plan. What the hell is wrong with them. So, I'm now on the 4th floor wondering what the hell is going on one level below me. Fortunately, there are lanais and I can look over. So I muster some courage and look........

WTF????? Derek and Amit are chilling with the bad asses exchanging high fives and joking around like they've just re-united with their long lost pals.

The End.

Cartoon Cartoon!!!!

I’m on a boat with two other fellas. We find ourselves on a supposedly deserted island. As is the case in dreams, images get jumbled and we find ourselves in a desert. Now it gets freaky.

From participant, I now become spectator and see my two former comrades rushing to join 3 others trudging through the desert. No sooner do they join the group than they spot a Zulu (or some African tribe) hunting party, and we sure as hell know what they are hunting don’t we? Now the dream takes on cartoonish (new word I know) proportions. We have our five champs galloping at full speed and the visuals are beautiful! This is the setting; picture the desert as a dry, flat, arid land zipping by at full speed. Our studs are standing straight, (but leaning forward slightly) and their legs are moving at super speed (like how you see in cartoons, e.g. Road Runner). Scene then shifts to our hunters (approximately 50 of them with spears etc), running exactly the same way. In the background you can hear drum beats giving more drama to the chase scene that is ensuing. Scene then actually shifts to these drummers (about 20 of them) and they are also following the chase and drumming at the same time.

Watching this was sooooooo cool! The party of 5 are running their asses off and changing directions all the time. The hunting party is keeping pace as well and followed suit with every directional change, but the beauty was how they did it! Instead of a gradual turn, they all turn towards the 5 but are still running in their original direction. About a second later they alter course and start running where they are facing. Same scene goes for the drummers bringing up the rear!

Now our 5 soon to be gourmet dinners are hauling ass like nobody’s business and also throwing spears (don’t ask where they got them from) back towards the pursuers to throw them off and boy were they thrown off! You see one of our champions face backwards (with legs still pumping in a cartoon like fashion) and fling a spear. Please picture his body still but just his arm moving! Very cartoon like I assure you. Now, instead of the spear sticking into one unfortunate soul, it hits them sideways and in the process takes out about 10 of them. It knocks one off and he in turn bowls 9 over like bowling pins! Picture them just flying off while the rest keep motoring on. This happens a couple times but the party just keeps getting larger and larger! They off course are answering in kind by tossing spears forward but our lucky buggers don’t get hit.

Shit, there was a whole confrontation scene that followed but I just can’t for the life of me remember it. Something to do with them reaching a lake and rowing to the middle away from danger or something. Sorry guys, unfortunate ending to what was a wicked dream. Maybe later if it comes to me, I will post. Dream on people….