I was in a cave when a motley group of people roller skated by me. They seemed happy, and Steppenwolf’s “Magic Carpet Ride” was blasting. Someone told me that this was or would be the best movie ever and that I should join in. I can’t roller skate, but I did. Perhaps I was running, but it felt like fluid motion. Then I learned that there was or had been a powerful vampire in a refrigerator, and someone had or was about to let him out. Now there was a sense of terror, although it was subtle and perhaps only I really felt it. Then I saw someone who looked more like a cat-like creature operating on a bag, and I had a feeling of foreboding. Suddenly metallic but animal teeth snatched the operator into the bag, and I was now terrified. The music and the flow of the skates never stopped.