So I had this dream last night. In this dream I was in this car. Fepu was driving and Pep was there too. Pep was with me in the back seat on the right (with me on the left), and not in the front passenger seat.
In this dream, the car was going along this road (I don't know the destination or even if there was one) but then it stopped. There was a problem of some kind that seemed not to have to do with me. Then I realized it had been stopped by someone or something.
I got out of the car to walk around. I didn't have to ask permission although I was a little trepidatious. But then again I just couldn't stay in the car: it was too uncomfortable and oppressive inside.
Then I was walking around a little outside the car, which was still being detained. It had been stopped not by the police but by a big guy who might have been out hunting. In any case he had this huge shotgun, but he wasn't threatening me. Rather, his problem was with the driver, who was Fepu.
As if by some supernatural force, that did not involve physical force, Fepu was wrestled and removed Fepu from the car through the passenger-side front window. It was like some Outer Limits type of force field just slowly sucked Fepu out of the car and he was paralyzed and couldn't even say anything. When he was gone, I felt this great relief.
I didn't get back in the car. The car seemed to have disappeared. Pep and I were no longer in it. Rather, we were in separated twin beds in a motel room. She got into my bed and we cuddled. We had tried to do this before, but then we found ourselves prisoners in the car being driven by Fepu.
Once Fepu had been extracted and was one, there was no car and no obstacle. We both had the same idea at the same time. I didn't even have to invite her. She got into my bed and we cuddled and fell asleep together.
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