MJ Lives!

This is one of those duo dreams where one dream seems to lead into another.

It started out that I was in some sort of camp. We were all supposed to finish writing a book before we were allowed to leave. Some people wanted to give up or run away, and they were all murdered horribly. I can't remember the specifics of it all, just the stress of knowing I had to write something but not having any idea of what to put down or where to begin and knowing I didn't have much more time to finish in.

Then I was attending a final press conference with Michael Jackson. I knew it was not long before his death somehow even at the time. There were a lot of other people there, including Lindsey from work and her husband (who I've never met). MJ came in wearing cut off shorts and a bulky jacket/shirt. We all thought it was pretty bizarre-looking, but he was really nice and polite and greeted everyone warmly and answered questions. Then as he was leaving with his entourage, he whipped off the jacket, and there was a long, flowing cape underneath like the kind you'd see a king wearing in an old movie. Very lush and expensive-looking... and an odd match with cut off shorts, let me tell you.