Hallowe'en. I'm at a house where a bunch of us live. Big party going on. Somebody's spraying alcohol around, and I'm trying to ignite it with a lighter, which reminds me of the Chinese gov't, which recently got in trouble for dropping flaming magnesium ribbons down into mines, which is really dangerous. No idea why they were doing that. People are getting candy ready. I go out, and follow some trick or treaters for a while. Dressed as Jesus. Then I start coming back to the house, since I want some candy too. I'm walking back to the house behind some kid, trying not to make him nervous. Coming the other way are WW and some of his frat buddies. We hi-five, and pass, and somebody makes a comment about something. I turn around and strike a crucified pose. They laugh.

It's dusk, and the house is on the edge of a field; not much around. Get to the edge of the "yard," and as I approach, there's stuff floating out of the sky. I look to my side, and realize it's smoked salmon and other stuff. Now I'm covered in this crap, and it's going to stink. I get all pissed off, and charge towards the house. Willy's laughing. I'm heading towards the corner; the front door is to my left, and there's a balcony on the other edge. I chase some people around but they head toward the front door, so I run back to the balcony. I leap up onto it, and start jumping up and down on WW, since he's lying on the floor. There are a couple other people, and they start climbing in the window. I jump in the window. Sk has a broken leg, in a cast, and he's having trouble getting over the side of a couch. I grab his leg, and his cast is falling apart. I'm trying to hold it straight, so it doesn't hurt him, but he's flailing around. He falls over the front of the couch, onto the floor. I go around to the left, behind a coffee table and another couch. I look back, and see that he's rolling around on the floor, and he's managed to twist his leg completely off below the knee. He doesn't realize it, and the cast on his leg has turned into bandages of sorts. I'm totally creeped out, and I head downstairs. Whale is up there with him, and I let him deal with it. Lots of people downstairs. I take a couple outside, and tell them what happened. When we head out the front door, it's daylight, and the house is right on a beach. It's sunny and tropical. There's a little shack down the beach a bit, and we head there to get a drink. Whale shows up and starts telling us about it. Sk doesn't know what happened yet, and he's apparently afraid that they'll have to amputate, and everyone will laugh at him. Somebody buys a huge bottle of tequila, and people start drinking. I pass. Tequila makes me sick.

In a sort of mall line-up of food stores. Lots of bakeries, drink shops. Crowded. People are ordering "yellow drinks," which looks like eggnog. I'm following a couple of girls around, but I don't know them in real life. Go into a bakery. One woman in front of me orders, and then I'm up. I order a couple of things, and then tell the guy to give me everything left that's chocolate.

Phone rings.