Stuzdio

I am with a former Art Studios tenant Dee Zee and the actor David (Stranger Things) Harbour. There has been some sort of demonic trade. Dee has deep red skin and two v*ginas, back-to-back, that she shows us. Her an*s has consequently moved up her back to between her shoulder blades. She does a sh*t to demonstrate. David Harbour has a huge p*nis and his an*s has also relocated up his back-

I am walking with a young Latino boy of about 10 years of age. He has a bad leg and is supported by myself as we go, his little brother holding my left hand as we make tentative, unsteady progress-

Luttintie

Myself and an old primary school (female) acquaintance Jay Eff at my brother, Dee Emm's? She and I are out together but I am adamant that Kay Emm knows this, and that nothing happened – purely innocent-

The dreamescape becomes a cross-section through an organic, conger eel-esque underground train. The train is populated by a changing roster of freakish, skeletal occupants who sit and stare, piercing bright white eyes glowing from in under their dark, unsettling sockets. This section moves as I see three times-

I break the cold tap in the bathroom. It is almost like a bottle screwcap and water is spraying everywhere. I need my big brother to fix it – there's a bit of sprung wire inside I'm sure – and he uses some white, not metal(?), and drops it at one point before warning me to let it cool in his attempt to repair-

Ghillham

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0929673/

Grange Hill. Mr Griffiths the janitor. We are in an 8-sided, lantern-esque-shaped elevator with alternate black wrought metal in an ornate-plain-open configuration. The roof or covering above us has been shorn like an open tin and we hang, an ever-changing number of anxious occupants, by this dwindling metal thread-

Flobbiq

I am in a vast, cavernous vessel, acutely aware that where I am standing is under the waterline. Great tunnels (for want of a better word) intersect, the walls all finished with tiles – they are a mix of white and another primary colour to help identify the route. Suddenly water is spilling into my environment and I rush around frantically in the hope of escaping the onrushing flood. I cannot however, and I stop dead (in every sense), preparing to be sandwiched between the twin deluges-

Under the water and struggling for breath I step outside of the dreamescape and watch James Bond (as played by Daniel Craig) and Valkyrie (from Thor as played by Tessa Thompson) swim up and then away. They are naked, their bodies entwined in a curiously coy but sexual manner, attempting to shield each other's genitals and yet subtly exposing themselves at the same time-

I am then sitting at a long table immediately facing the comedian Frankie Boyle, the comic artist Frank Quitely (and a baby?). I start to tell Frankie that I had a dream about him and he seems to be quite interested. I am suddenly interrupted by a rousing chant of "Stuart! Stuart!" I'm not really clued in to what is going on and neither am I that interested, being more concerned about what the neighbours will think of all the noise and whether they'll be disturbed. I turn to see a row of giant individual eyes inset into a brown wall, with people sitting in silhouette approximately in the space between each one. Are these great eyes the so-called Stuart? Does the crying baby punch a huge eye?-