Rough kind of frontier town, evening. A guy runs the local inn. It only has a few rooms, and business is slow. His lady friend stops by and there is playful banter about his crappy business and then she spends the night. The next morning, they are having breakfast in a common room with apparently the last of the food he has until the train comes in later that day.
His one employee, a housekeeper type girl, shows up in a rush and says that there is a visitor in town and she’s looking for a place to stay. He sends her to tidy up one of the rooms and make sure there are fresh sheets on the bed etc, while he mans the desk- Oh no, right, the food! Yeah, a guest if probably going to want some of that.
Never fear, though, his ladyfriend is apparently doing well in whatever business she and her family do, and they have a quite extensive storeroom and he can take some things and no one will ever notice. He tells the housekeeper to listen for the desk bell and then they slip out of the back door and across a swampy sort of area to ladyfriend’s house.
Apparently they are doing really well because their house is really big and cool and has this big cool cellar with big cool windows that is being used as the storeroom. It has big double doors that open to the outside and so they bring a cart in and start loading things to take back to the inn. While they are loading things, they accidentally find this secret door and it opens into a weird lab and office and there are letters from some chick about mysterious experiments and shipments and shit all addressed to ladyfriend’s dad. They are like wtf, but they close it up for the moment because the office will always be there, but if they don’t get back in a hurry, his business may not last much longer.
So they quickly run the cart with a few things back through the swampy area to his back door again and are unloading, and they get the housekeeper to help and she mentions that no one has stopped by, so the dude asks the two of them to finish up and he is going to take a look outside. So he does, and there is a strange chick with a big… jail cart thing full of people and all these beefy guard looking dudes and he is all like “Well, damn, she’s obviously just passing through” but he is a nice guy anyway and so he asks if she needs any help or anything
And she is all like “Oh yeah, I am just looking for (Ladyfriend’s Father)’s place” and so he gives her the proper directions that follow roads instead of going the back swamp way and she gives him a bit of money for his trouble and some of the guards ask about his rooms and if he has any “companionship” for sale and he kind of laughs it off by saying that the town isn’t quite big enough for that and then everyone goes on their way.
So then dude rushes back in and tells his ladyfriend all about the people in the jail cart thing and how they are going to her/her dad’s place, and wtf would he be doing with like a whole bunch of weird people and then they are like “oh shit the letters and that lab and all that shit, is she the chick from the letters what?”
then I woke up.# dream # lavablah # dream journaling