a strange dream last night. i only remember bits of course. it began when i stepped outside a large spanish-colonial mansion and saw twelve big black garbage bags with things twitching inside. the bags were arranged in an arc outside the balcony i was standing on, and there were what looked like arms and legs kicking inside them. it was a disturbing moment. and then the dream became terrifying when i somehow discovered the bags were a message from some type of mafia group. i had written an article about some mafia guy's evil doings. to scare me, he had killed these people, put them in bags, and embedded some kind of electrical-shock device in their bodies so their limbs kept twitching. when i figured out the mafia guy had done it i wanted to run into hiding. but my editor told me i had to write a story about finding the twitching corpses in garbage bags in my yard. i was even more terrified then since i knew i or someone i cared about would be next if i wrote the article. and that's all i remember.