I dream that I’m going to a doctor visit inside a dark medieval castle, I wait and wait and eventually realize the place is cursed and I won’t be able to leave without turning into a skeleton. The resident ghost greets me, he’s too self conscious to show he’s actually a balding man with a mustache, so he wears a black robe, black veil and liliac cateye sunglasses. I’m now a young man and I’m worried that my girlfriend is coming to look for me, I write her a message and toss it at her through a hole in the heavy wooden doorway. She ignores it and enters the castle. The mustached ghost says that we look like we were made for each other.