Ligottian Suburbia / Present at a Hanging (night of 31/08/2013)

I am with a group of other people in America. We are in a stereotypical suburban street, (large houses set back from the road, leafy trees, yellow summer grasses) reminiscent of Portland, but with a more rural feel. The street we are in is empty and is a cul-de-sac. The cul-de-sac is to be used as some kind of location for a Thomas Ligotti adaptation (it is not clear what kind of adaptation it is going to be). I am very puzzled by this. The series of stories that the adaptation is going to be based on makes it quite clear that the American suburban street must not be a dead end. This is somehow integral to the stories. I am very puzzled by how the adaptation is going to work. There is nothing like these stories in Ligotti's waking life oeuvre. I hear a television set. Someone is playing a video of the short film 'The Frolic' (A Ligotti adaptation which does exist in waking life). I turn around but the street is still empty, and there is no sign of the television that I have heard.
(the side of a large house, a path behind the house, large trees and a feel of space sloping downward)
We are staying in a rented house. I am sharing a room with someone I used to work with (but never spoke to in waking life). We have to share a large double bed, but this only becomes apparent when I get out of the bed. It is morning. The person who is in the bed takes all of the covers. I go to sleep on the floor. I say this is because it is 'better for my back'. There is a discussion about the time. Neither of us know exactly what the time is, but it is undoubtedly time to get up.
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It is unclear whether I am going out with this girl or not. There is a feeling that we were once involved, split up, and are now being involved again. She is dressed in black and is blonde haired. She, along with four other women, have been convicted of a crime. It is unclear whether they are guilty or not, or indeed, what the crime actually is. They are to be hung. I am in the execution room with. The five women are all quite calm and cheerful as they stand under the nooses (attached to one long plank of wood). My girlfriend tells me it will be okay because she has a plan - this is also something to do with the prison guards also. Despite the fact she will be hung, certain drugs have been ingested, or certain techniques have been learnt- which will ensure that she survives the hanging and she will see me in a few days. I am unsure of this, and the prison guard pats me on the shoulder and says 'no promises'. I leave the hanging room out onto the busy streets of a town. I cannot believe they are hanging my girlfriend. I cannot see how she will survive. I am distraught.