me covered in spiders

Another dream based artwork which needs explaining. One of the rare dreams I have where I am actually in it. Ok, that's a lie. One of the rare dreams I have where I am in it that isn't absolutely humiliating to talk about in public.

Just to let you know, I am not completely emo, but this was a rather good dream. It had me fighting ninja's in it. How fun is that???

*clears throat* thus it begins

It was getting dark, and I had my sholder bag with me. I put alot in that bag, sometimes my dressmaking scissors and some piece of artwork and a diary sometimes. I was heading down to this cafe to meet up a guy who I frankly don't like but have the hots for. For now we shall call him A. While I passed a sort of market place I saw one of my friends who I frankly do like and he was buying a knife (as you do) that no way in hell could he afford, thus he was barganing with the stall owner.
I was highly expecting A to stand me up. To my disapointment he was there. I watched him talk to his friends from outside the cafe, but asumed that they where talking about something that I did not want to be involved in. While I was watching these two asian characters talking to eachother in asianese (you know what I mean... it sounded asian). As I wanted to take my mind off the guilt of standing up A, i tried to interpret them. If i listened for another 20 minutes I might have guessed (I can count to 10 in asianese ) but they walked off, so I continued to watch A. I doubled back one of the people was now talking to the stall owner, and then pointed at me. It was somewhat odd, so I walked away slowly behind the cafe into a dark ally way (by then it was all dark). I heard footsteps behind me and ran fasterer. I soon reached a street where buildings where taken over by vines and shrubery and there where things that looked like drain water dungens in the gutters or something. Suddenly one of the men caught me by surprise. I was knocked to the floor and my feet and hands where bound emediately and I was thrown into a dungeon like thing where there where many a spider. To my advantage, the men stayed on the surface while chucking me below for what I asumed to be because they where afraid of the spiders. I convieniently had my dress making scissors with me and luckily my bonds where make of fabric. Twas my lucky day!
So I climbed out of the dungeon, but there where three of those men on the surface, one was on my right and two where to my left. The two on my left where coming at me at an increasing pace when behind them my friend who was buying the knife appeared behind them and faught them off, while I was left to take on the last one with my trusty dressmaking scissors. My friend told me there where more coming, so we ran away and lived happily ever after. Lived happily ever after meaning I woke up.

So yes. Possibly my longest comment everer. It must be a dream thing.