The Boat Party

I start out at school studying. I'm afraid my notebooks won't fit in my backpack, but they do. Then as I'm heading to a New Year's Eve party, I meet up with some guys I know in a band. We're in a gym. There's a vampire with a meat hook in his shoulder in the pool. We pull him out and remove the meat hook, but he's in bad shape having lost so much blood in the pool. He wants to feed off of me, but I'm afraid. The guys promise to pull him off if he doesn't behave. I let the vamp feed off of my wrist. Afterwards I ask the guys if they're going to the New Year's Eve party. It's being given by my friend J and his roommate who live on a boat in the harbor. The guys weren't even invited. Turns out there's some sort of rift between them and the roommate. I don't ask specifics since no one seems to want to talk about it. I walk to the harbor with my stuffed backpack. When I get close to the boat I notice lots of people wearing robot-ish costumes, and I wonder if I missed that memo. There is line to get on the boat. J isn't anywhere close to the door, but his roommate is. I ask the roommate to take me to J's room so I can stash my backpack. He's delighted to show me around even after I've gotten rid of the backpack. The boat is huge. He shows me the deck in the back where people are toking up. At the front of the boat, I see my recent ex-boyfriend with his brother. They're having a great time. I'm instantly sad. I go to the deck in back although I don't smoke. I just sit and eat munchies with the few people already there. My ex walks through on his way somewhere else and notices a young boy sitting along. He tells the boy that he can cure him. The boy has some sort of congenital illness that makes him small and will shorten his life considerably. My ex tells him even if he's not cured, he'll certainly live a much longer life if the boy allows him to help. The boy agrees. My ex climbs on the boy's chair, gets very close to his face, and then proceeds to lick his forehead. The connection is felt by everyone in the room. The two of them shake with the energy. My ex's eyes begin to roll into the back of his head, and I know that something is wrong, that's he's gone too far. I'm screaming at him to stop. He finally pulls away and falls to the floor in a faint.