(Tired, head cold, bad/odd dreams)
I'm up the street, there's a black guy, famous actor, not photogenic, he's working on a steel plate set in the road. A car pulls up, people get out, he uses a bar to pull aside the steel plate and beneath it there's a narrow hole into the earth, they walk up to it deliberately, fall into it, it's rough hewn like clay, they disappear into the earth and I think to myself "spies, definitely...". The car disappears. Another car pulls up, the situation repeats, he pulls aside the boilerplate with a crowbar, they step into the hole, one is too big to fall down so he begins whacking them with a shovel, forcing them down the hole, the whacking turns them into clay as well, like an animation by Svankmajer, eventually they disappear down the hole.
I've got to go to a friends, I walk far around the hole, I don't want the black guy attending the hole to see that I've been watching, I know he's bad news, a high rise nearby to visit some friends but now the black guy is walking towards me, a half smile on his face, slowly, he wants me to get into the hole as well, I don't want to, but he's coming after me with that awful inevitability, slowly, inviting me to step into the hole, I wake from the dream disturbed and thinking of the word "Janus"...
(made a mental note to remember that dream, there's no light or pad in the bedroom, there was more, the head cold providing an unending stream of bad inspirations and dreams...)