The Incredible Skulk

11/02/07 - Tuesday Night

It was night, and I was being pursued by a young boy I had labeled "The Incredible Skulk (not sure why)." His mother followed behind him at all times, doting. When the boy threw a tantrum, he could transform into a "hulk-like" being. I was traveling with someone in the dream, but I don't remember who. We entered a garage fleeing the boy, passing out the back door and into a junked up backyard surrounded by a wooden privacy fence. We ran across the yard and out a gate door to the left, hiding in some tall grass on the downward slope of a hill. The boy exited the garage, his mother in tow. He did not see us, but headed in our direction by happenstance. The both of us slid to the bottom of the hill, through the deep grass. We reached the bottom, and realized that we were exposed. We ran a few feet and attempted to climb back up, but by this time, the boy and his mother had slid down as well. He easily caught us. Here the dream ended.