A few nights ago, I dragged Bern out to walk around the building at midnight. Anniel and Carlos were supposed to drop by our place and we were waiting for them, so I needed to do something to stop me from falling asleep.
We saw Neighbor Carl outside his unit and decided to hang out a little to gossip about his next-door neighbor’s sexual habits, which Carl found out the first night the new neighbors were in their apartment. Apparently, the couple who just moved in were so noisy when they made love, tenants from other floors stepped out to find out where the noise was coming from. Most of them initially thought that someone was playing porn with the volume way high. It wasn’t from a movie.
Carl also told of how, while playing videogames at dawn, he stopped when he felt someone was looking at him. By the open door of his unit was a young woman staring at him. She then asked him, “Kuya, how do I cross to the other side?”
It turned out the young woman was drunk and was trying to return to her friend’s unit in front of Carl’s in the opposite building. She must’ve been that drunk because to cross to the opposite building, she merely had to walk to the elevators three meters away.
Drunk not-ghost girl returned after a few minutes and asked if she could crash at Carl’s couch because her friends were all asleep and were not answering her knocks. She was blabbing until after sunrise, when her friends finally woke up.
The most amusing statement Carl recalled was her sadly complaining that she’s still not married. Apparently her contemporaries were and she felt she was already left behind. Except that she was only twenty-three.
The best story from Carl was about the nightmare he woke from that afternoon:
He was watching a Survivor-like reality TV show. The TV producers planted a fake ghost-monster in the island to scare the contestants. However, a real ghost-monster came to the island and began killing the contestants one by one.
Towards the end, the ghost-monster looked into the camera. He then came of out the TV, standing in front of Carl. Carl, realizing he was dreaming, woke himself. He was telling his housemate of his dream when the ghost-monster appeared and attacked his housemate. And then, Carl woke up properly, and couldn’t move for a few moments because he ended up contorting himself while he slept.
Ask everyone who had experienced it: recursive dreams are waaaay disturbing.