“Drugs are a bet with your mind.” ~ Jim Morrison
Finally home after an all night booze-and-drug-a-thon, Norman just wants to grab some post party food, (his mouth tastes like alcohol and bad decisions), and crawl into bed for the next 24 hours. The little girl carrying the dead cat might make sleep difficult for him though.
He’s not hallucinating, she’s standing right in front if him in her blue nightgown, and frizzy red hair. This isn’t something that Norman can wake up from, and his nightmare is only beginning.