Orangeous Dailies

I had a weird dream two months back.

In this dream, I was with a group of guys at East Coast Park. The only person I recognized among the group was my good friend, Pang. It was night time and we were standing in a circle. We were staring at an upside-down Big Gulp paper cup which appeared to be moving. Apparently, there was something under it. One of the guys (can’t remember who), took out a Zippo lighter and set fire to the base of the paper cup.

Loud squeaking noises could be heard from within the cup. The cup could be seen shaking violently before it was totally engulfed in flames and collapsed inwards. The charred remains of a huge rat were visible to all.

We laughed. The dream ended.

I woke up and I texted Pang, asking him if something of this nature did happen. The reply was positive. We burnt a rat alive at East Coast Park when we were about 15 years old. Although the both of us did not participate in this torching, we witnessed everything.

That happened almost 9 years ago. Although I don’t believe in superstition, the fact that this dream was so vivid and accurate really spooked me out.