#btw that third pic it almost looks like he's looking into the camera and i'm finding that so unnerving

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Terror Con 2024 Chucky Panel

[tittyinfinity]

I slept for 10 hours last night. Longest I have in quite a while. I think I took 2 of my seroquel on accident lol

Welp. Here's another seroquel dream

So, my uncle is looking to rent out more bedrooms at his place. I'm thinking, wait, the only unused room in his house is the basement, which still has all of my uncle's and furniture. Did someone clean it out?

(IRL my brother, his gf, and his friend live there and rent the 2 bedrooms – my uncle is NOT a landlord btw – he has rented the place himself for almost 40 years, and his landlord is letting other people to move in to pay the rent while my uncle takes care of our disabled cousin)

I ask my uncle about this because I'm looking to move. He says he renovated the basements. "Basements?" I ask.

"Yeah, I added more."

I go to look and I can't find any other doors to any other basements, but when I go down to HIS basement, there's a door in the corner of the room now.

It goes down into an even lower basement.

I go into the lower basement, which has a door to ANOTHER, lower basement. How far does this place go underground??

There were 3 more levels of basement after that, meaning there were 5 levels of basement total. Each time you go down, the basement is bigger. The bottom one has its own kitchen.

I tell my friends – who for some reason happen to be the friends I had 10 years ago – and one of them immediately moves in while I tell some other friends. She rented out the second basement.

About a week later (I assume, since the dream cut to just me running errands for days; that happens in my dreams a lot bc it's all I ever do IRL) my friend and I decide to throw a party. It's bangin. We got a mixture of old and new friends. We get drunk, my ex shows up in my dream like usual, we fuck in the bedroom, someone walks in on us, we fall asleep and wake up the next morning to see windows had been installed and you could see outside for some reason. I'm confused because my uncle's house is not on a hill.

Later that day, I end up giving tours to potential new renters for the rest of the basements. This is when I get an actual good look at them.

The first basement is just my uncle's regular basement with all his stuff in it.

The second one has two rooms, a bedroom and a living room. It only has my friend's bed in it. That's where we partied.

The third one had an even bigger bedroom and living room.

The fourth one had 2 bedrooms and a living room.

The fifth one was like an actual full apartment. It was furnished and looked a lot like my aunt's house.

I'm taking a large group of my friends through each one, kinda feeling gross about it because I felt like a real estate agent or a landlord. We get down to the bottom floor, where the (included) TV is playing a slideshow of pictures and videos.

They're SURVEILLANCE pics and videos, taken up in high places. They were recordings of all parties my friend had thrown in her basement apartment, including the one I was at (apparently she had a party every day of that week, but that's accurate for how my friend was 10 years ago.) It included pictures of people drunkenly dancing half naked, videos of people having sex, videos of girls grinding on each other, and pictures of alcohol bottles.

We discuss this for a few minutes. Did the landlord set this up? Did my uncle do it? Is it to have "proof" that my friend was being irresponsible so they could kick her out, or were they taken for perverted reasons? The partying had basically never ended, so there wouldn't have even been a chance for them to record anything BUT parties.

I start looking around the basement apartments for surveillance equipment. I find many cameras in hidden locations. This freaks me out.

I take them to my uncle, who has NO clue why they were there. It actually makes him wonder if the rest of the house is rigged.

We check around, and nope – the cameras were only in the new basements.

We go to the bottom basement, where there is now a door leading to the outside. A GLASS door. And you can see outside clearly. In a basement that's 5 levels underground.

We open the door. A bright, blinding light replaces the outdoorsy scene in our vision. We hear a loud, booming voice.

"You thought those were all special underground basements, but they're alternate universes, and I control them all."

I turn and ask my uncle, "did you know about this?"

He says "oh no, I accidentally painted them all with the cursed paint."

I wake up.