In this dream I was spending the night at this motel near a large confierous forest. The road oh so empty, just a car or two in sight. At about 4:00, I was deeply disturbed by a bolt of lightning from a severe lighting storm. I checked to see what was going on outside. My vision was clouded by fog. I was reluctant to go outside into the cold, dangerous woods but had to go check things out. I grabbed a yellow raincoat and burst through the door, checking out what was behind the fog. I saw an elliptically-shaped arena, about ¼ the size of a football field. All the people gathered around the arena did not look normal. They were pitch-black, with no light being cast on them, making them impossible to see on a dark night like this. I also spotted two people at the field. Their hand stance made them look like they were holding something, but I couldn`t see what it was. They had creepy looking masks with black shards racing down on the white background. I looked even closer, and saw something horrifying. Someone was tied up to a pole in ropes! I suspected that he was going to be killed by the two evil people on the field, but they didn`t appear to have any threataning weapons. I looked closer, and suspected that they were holding invisible blades. The two evil anscestors (as I like to call them) discussed their devious plan. This is how I found out. They were planning to propose "The Invisible Death" ritual. I ran to the back where I could have time to untie the potential victim. I saw the pole, but didn`t go there yet. I was afraid I`d be noticed by the whole audience! I saw a door, and went in. There was some special potions in there. One was eye of newt, another was magical shield, but what caught my interest was invisibility. I suspected that would help me sneak in and free the victim. I also thought that`s how the two evil ancestors made their blades invisible. I poured the potion on me, and away I went to get him out of there. Just when I was about to free him, the two evil ancestors threw their invisible blades of fury (I could tell because they made a throwing stance). Then I had an idea, and a risky one at that. I heard for the noise of the blades` trajectory, and once they got loud enough for me to judge their distance, I caught them. I was very lucky. Unfortunately, there was blood on my hands and after I freed him I`d have to get a first aid kit at the motel. I got him out with the two evil ancestors` own blades and ripped through the rope like a knife cutting through soft butter. Then I saw the arena light up. The audience was angry, and were emitting fire-like auras around their demon-like bodies. The arena caught fire, but it didn`t last long since it was raining. (The demons obviously didn`t know what rain was) I learned he was the motel manager, by his nametag. I let him rest as he was shocked, cold, and drenched. The two evil ancestors busted in to confront with me. I still had the blades. I`m glad I did. With careful aim, I threw the blades at the two evil ancestors. They lay dead with a black mist seeping through their mouths, nose, eyes, and ears. All the audience died too, as they need the two evil ancestors to survive. I treated myself to some first aid, and some coffee. Then I returned to bed, to catch up on some well-deserved sleep I lost.
