Sarah Mae Wildman

I was sitting in the upper deck of some big football stadium with Ryan Newman, shortly after he won the 2015 Daytona 500. He was laughing and joking with some other drivers, and I told him that if he could maintain 1st place throughout the entire season and win the championship, that I would give him $500. He laughed again, probably because $500 means pretty much nothing to me, but I told him how that was a decent amount for a normal person to offer someone in a bet like that, and he understood.

Everyone but me left the stadium seats, but Carl Edwards was still on the field below, throwing a football around with someone. He shouted up to me that I shouldn't just sit there, and that he would throw the ball around with me if I came down to the field. I started to make my way down, but he tossed the ball up to me before I could even get a few rows down. I tried to throw it back to him, but my crappy shoulder caused me to throw the ball into some of the supporting beams of the upper deck supports.

When I finally made it down to the field I was dressed in a baseball player uniform. I was standing around with other players, although I had a black uniform on while everyone else was wearing blue. The location had changed from a professional sports stadium to a small baseball field in the woods, and it was now night.

While standing in line to bat I was starting to get nervous, knowing that I was the third person up to bat, and the two hitters in front of me had already taken 2nd and 3rd bases. I decided that my bad shoulder worked in my favor, because even though it was going to hurt to hit the ball, essentially I would just be bunting and had a good chance of letting the runner on 3rd score,

Once I got up to bat, they wouldn't give me a full sized bat. They said that it had been lost in the woods, so Alyssa Milano came out from the trees and tried to give me a cricket bat. I told her that I couldn't hit with a bat like that, and I kept hitting her over the head with it until she finally took out a knife and demanded that I hit the ball and then go over to the table to eat.

I don't remember hitting the ball, the baseball scene was gone, but I was now over at an old table covered with candles and rotting food, and there was an old lady there that was telling me that in order for me to leave I had to eat a raw hamburger made out of human meat. I kept resisting, but she kept chanting the name "Sarah Mae Wildman" as she was cutting the burger into tiny pieces... and after trying to get out of doing it, the old woman took a bit of the burger herself - then so did I.

I was then inside of a dark house, middle of the night, and there was a huge wind storm going on outside... or at least that's what it seemed like. It turns out that it was actually the angry spirit of Sarah Mae Wildman trying to get in to kill me. Every time I would lock a door or window, I'd see it starting to unlock again, and I eventually ran to a set of french doors that were banging and buckling as she tried to get it. It was still too dark to see her outside, but I could hear her screaming as she banged against the doors, causing them almost to open.

I was finally able to push the doors together so they shut completely, and used two skeleton keys to double lock the door and prevented her from getting in, even though I could still hear her angry ghost shrieking outside.