I dreamed that Repent was a movie-watching club instead of a dance club. It was held at Paradise Theater (one of the rickety movie theaters in my home town) and we screened underground-type movies. People came to these screenings in full club apparel-- spikes, vinyls, the works.

It's one of our last nights, and we're packed with regulars and people who only show up when a place is about to shut down. We're quite happy with the heavier- than-usual turn-out.

There's a trailer before the main feature, but it's rather long and complicated. Then Brad decides to have an intermission before the main feature and turns the house lights on. People step outside to smoke and socialize. But sadly, quite a few of them leave, thinking the trailer was the main feature. I'm quite distressed.