This song is just... fantastic. And it was a free download. This week is ending well.


Haha, so maybe the title could be misleading.... :P

19?- I had been abducted by a ring of human traffickers. They kept me in a house in the suburbs and I wasn't allowed to leave or have any contact with the outside world, but they let me walk around freely otherwise. The ring was holding 11,000 girls hostage for reasons unknown to me, but only 7000 (or was it 4000?) were at my location. I pondered ways to escape. They left the garage door open a bit sometimes-- enough that I could see under it and theoretically crawl out. When I bent down to look though, it turned out to be too good to be true... There was an SUV with some of the ring associates monitoring the front of the house. They would see me if I tried to leave. I was afraid, unsure of why this was happening to me. I considered trying to escape by throwing something out of the garage door and to the right to distract the guards while I made my escape to the house to the left, but I realized I couldn't know if the people there were at home, and I had no way to make sure they were, and I couldn't risk knocking on their door and finding out they weren't there.

They took me out of the house at night for some reason, and I managed to meet up with my boyfriend at a small casual restaurant while the associates weren't watching. I knew I had limited time before they would notice my absence, and I begged him to not let me get taken back. Either I didn't mention it was a human trafficking ring or he didn't take me seriously, but he didn't really seem to react much until I told him I had no phone or internet allowances, and then he got concerned. Apparently that made it serious, I guess. He told me he would get me away and protect me, and we got into his car. I scanned the parking lot anxiously, looking for my ex's car (a black Camaro in the dream) because he was one of the associates... I knew if he saw me, he was going to try to take me away again. We got out of the parking lot safely, and I didn't want to go back to the house I had been imprisoned in, but I thought it was wrong to leave all the other girls there while I got away, so I asked my boyfriend to go with me to the house to help free them. It was very important to me that we not lose physical contact, because somehow as long as we managed to hold onto each other they couldn't take me again. We walked into the house and ran into one of the associates-- a young black man dressed in a suit. He was a hypnotist, and he calmly confronted us and stopped us from going further. I held onto my boyfriend's arm fearfully, and the hypnotist said "I'm sorry" in his calm voice-- almost expressionlessly, but with the slightest hint of polite regret-- and passed his hand in front of my boyfriend's eyes.

My boyfriend fell to the floor, apparently unconscious. I wasn't holding onto him anymore. Terrified, I faced the hypnotist by myself, and he started to say that he was going to put me back where I belonged when my boyfriend sprang up from the floor, laughing, and subdued him. Apparently he had only been faking being unconscious, and it surprised the hypnotist so much that he surrendered to us. We thought it appropriate to rob the hypnotist at this point, so he gave us all the money he had in his back pocket ($300) and said "Just take it" before softly saying something about how he was just trying to support his aunt with cancer. Looking at the cash (two $150 bills), I wondered aloud, "That's it?" The trafficking ring didn't seem very profitable if this was all he had. I contemplated, in confusion, what they actually did for money. The hypnotist said if we were looking for more money we would have to face someone higher up.

Me: I had a dream that you saved me from a human trafficking ring.
Boyfriend: That's because I'm a bad ass.

---Edit---

This has been up on Subnormality for awhile but I thought I would share it anyway:

seven reasons to maybe feel slightly better about things

I LOVE THE XX...!!!!!!!
My first thought was of the movie The Ring. And that tree. Lone, leaf-less trees remain eerie to me to this day.
» invisible on 2013-06-23 11:07:41

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