When I was a kid my parents were really laissez faire about my TV viewing with the exception of nudity and sex, go figure. Stephen King Is ok, but boobs and butts are not.:rolleyes:
This occurred in the late 90s when I was between 7-9 years old. I have no idea what the plot or even genre it was. This is all I remember:
*A woman, possibly African American, is walking down a staircase like she’s making a grand entrance.
*She is wearing a long flowing gown, sort of like a wedding dress.
*The building is on fire, with fabric (curtains? drapes?) going up in flames around her.
*She has lost an arm or hand and all you see is a bloody stump.:eek: She is sort of in a trance/stupor and doesn’t appear to notice the missing limb.
I don’t remember if this was part of a dream or what. But it gave me nightmares for days.