Bound

Based on a dream I had where I stood in a field, and came across a spinning carousel, which had no horses, but ropes hanging from the roof of it. A dead Ballerina was hanging from her feet and as the carousel spun I was able to catch a glimpse of her, half of her face was sewn up including her mouth, her ballet shoes were on her hands which were bound together by the shoe lacing. At second glance, the ballerina suddenly became a little blond girl but was still tied to the carousel, at a third glance she turned back into the dead ballerina and was continuously swung as the carousel continued going around. The dream freaked me out a bit and I thought I'd draw it.