Staying At Stephen's . . .

So I watched Misery before bed and I guess that's where this comes from:

I dreamed at first I was in a shopping mall and I kept 'running into' Stephen King.  I would be walking and suddenly coming toward me would be him.  He was wearing a baseball cap and a light green canvas jacket.  I'd bypass him, not wanting to bother him, but, it kept happening.  He would look at me as we passed, not smiling like he knew me but really kind of warily.  I was talking to someone telling them, that's 4 times I've seen him!  One more and I'm sayin' something to him!  Then I was at his house, and was there as a probationary babysitter, and there was another girl there that was new there as well.  She was a platinum blonde, her hair was long and she was lithe with big blue eyes.  I didn't see that much of Stephen but I got to meet Owen, I think the kids were his.  At some point me and this girl went to a bedroom where she was going to be staying and was talking, there was pink in the room, pale pink.  Then I saw her looking up on the ceiling with a broom in her hand, there was a spider up there.  I became very upset telling her to get it down.  The bed was a canopy bed and near a door.  The spider fell first on a curtain of the canopy, then jumped not only on me, but went into my eye.  When I closed my eye I would see this spider.  I finally got it out of my eye, then cut to the room being dark and the girl naked on the bed and me going down on her.  Woop!

Terrible Wicked Awful Dream . . .

I dreamed Mother and I were sitting in our usual places at the computers and all of a sudden the door opens and this man just walks in.  He was short, grey haired, in a blue suit.  He looked solemn, angry.  Before I could say anything people started filing in from the kitchen door.  They had come to look at our house because they heard we were hoarders.  I started yelling and screaming, getting them out.  Then another man came in and he was from the newspaper.  I freaked.  Finally woke.  Gods . . .