(Woke up at 7:00 AM, weird dreams, jotted some notes. Going to read them this is what I find: London, Open Graves, Cars, Chop, Cemetery, bare knuckle fighting, hands, tented...almost all meaningless now.... What I remember is...)
It's dusk and I'm in an old car with (??) and 2 dogs in a Cemetery. The graves are fallen into ruin and sunken into the earth, you can get glimpses of the underworld through them, we're driving around and we have to hurry, there's a skeletal nun above one of the graves, a gatekeeper of sort, when the sun sets all the dead will have risen and we understand that they have to protect their graveyard and so we hurry. We find what we're looking for: a dead grey squirrel, pick it up and throw it towards a cleft in some rocks where it slips out of sight, into the underworld...and then we leave....