At a party, hanging out. Kristen Wiig comes up and I’m smitten. We go to a table and she’s trying to un-smit me by standing on a chair/table and waving her hands up and down. Jon Frakes and Spiner are filming us, and she tells them to go away. We sit at the table and she starts a ritual with incense and chanting. I start chanting, then drop through the floor into the underworld. I hear evil laughing, and keep falling until I’m in equilibrium. (I woke up at this point, but could still see into the dream through a portal and an irregular hole. There was a magician in a hood in a living room in a chair, standing up then falling through the floor, over and over again.)
My exciting life, this place