friskin

Dream: I am in my room. I am given a dead body (I seem to recall that at some points it actually was my own body, and at other times it was some one else..). It is small and childlike. The person giving it to me wants me to examine it. It is propped up on a doll stand, and the person tells me to observe that all the joints are stiff, and perfectly straight. "There are no bends," they say. I am alone with the body, and turn my back to it. I smell something like raw meat, and turn around to see that the body is leaning forward on its stand and brains are spilling out of its orifices. I decide that I must dispose of it. I start trying to put pieces into a canvas bag, and scooping the brains that smell like meat off of the carpet, but the bag soon becomes overly full. I put the canvas bag in a plastic garbage bag and continue cleaning. I have to break the body to make it all fit. I leave my house unnoticed and put the body in the dumpster.