12018 January 01
I walked to the east, along the northern side oft he long rectangular table. The land to the northeast seemed to have an orange or pink hue to the snow around us. The long plastic surface of the table had a white cable cloth that crossed over the center of the table. On the table were several triangular shapes. The stiff triangles were about a meter tall and about a deci and a half at the base. They seemed to have a soft surface, and they came in solid colors: red, white, and green. Small bags of different ornaments were near the triangles. I lifted a green triangle from the western side of the pile on the table. We were going to decorate the triangles with the small ornaments. The ornaments were in small plastic bags. Some were silver and glittery. I focused on the bag of small red ornaments. The ornaments were various shades of red: mostly medium red to dark red. They looked like military symbols and icons. I thought that we should give those to the military man who was in the crowd. He could take one of the white triangles to decorate. The man seemed familiar, like a character from a television show. He wore green army pants and a light-green camouflage shirt.
I turned to the north and followed the others toward the building. We walked down a cement walkway that led to the double glass doors on the eastern end of the southern side of the building. I remembered coming here before. The people had been fighting before. I looked up to see the people fighting again. Above the glass doors were two large windows that looked into the second floor. The people there wore red marching-band uniforms with no other colors on the jackets. They seemed to be wearing white pants. They were pushing and hitting each other. I thought that the band must have been fighting the sports team, or maybe another band. I remembered this before. It was a bad thing last time. I remembered people getting pushed out the window of the second floor. People were pushing each other toward the windows now. Someone opened the door for us, and i started into the building, following the three or four people that were in my group. Security officers in white uniforms were blocking the eastern door, so we walked through the open western door. I looked down to see a man in a white shirt on the ground. He had blood over his shoulders and hands. He had been pushed out the window above me. I was surprised by this, and made a vocal noise to indicate my surprise. I continued past the security and medical people, who were trying to help the fallen man. The others walked to the north, turning to the west at the northern wall. The lower room seemed like a lobby, with people sitting in chairs in the center of the room. One of the men in a dress shirt and tie walked to the east of us, heading north as well. As he reached the northern end of the room, he stopped to talk to a woman, who was also dressed in business attire. They seemed to be in charge of the event happening here. I was glad that they were not having the rowdy people arrested, but i could tell that they were concerned about the fighting upstairs. The woman asked if anyone had been prosecuted. The man shrugged and quietly said “A few.” I walked to the west, following the others up the stair that ascended to the next level. I was again watching the fight from the south. The people were now wearing white uniforms, and the red on their bodies was from blood in the fight. There was some importance to this. I had to remember this event, which seemed to recur in a loop.
12018 January 03
I turned to the northwest to answer the telephone. I was in the living room of the house, which seemed like $P19. A counter was set into the northern wall, and a set of small wooden mailboxes filled the space over the counter. I bent over to the counter and stared at the telephone for a moment. I then answered it. It seemed strange for me to be answering the telephone here, because i no longer lived here any more. The man on the telephone told me that he was looking for $A746. I told him that i would find $A746. I moved my face closer to the telephone, trying to figure out how to put the call on hold. I noticed a tall thin button near the bottom of the digital screen, which crossed the top of the black telephone. I pressed the button and ran to the east. I turned north and ascended a set of stairs. I started to feel out of place here. I knew where people were who were living here, but i was no longer part of this place. I had turned a few corners, and found myself ascending to the south, with a white wall to the west of me. As i reached the hallway at the top, which ran east to west, i was aware of people to the west of me. I thought that the people here were used to me coming here, but i thought that they probably made sure that i did not live in again. I thought that i had lived here too long the first time. I turned to the east again and then to the north, entering the antechamber of one of the bedrooms. As i walked through the entry door, a door to the north of me closed. I wondered if someone had closed the door because they knew that i was coming. Another man moved around in the small anteroom that i was in. I asked him in $A746 was around. He motioned to the north. I thought that $A746 must have just gotten out of the shower. He was now in the room beyond the door.
12018 January 04
I left the others and started running to the east, down the street of the abandoned suburban area. The houses were very close to the streets, with no lawns or sidewalks. Several of the structures around us seemed to be sheds and garages. I thought about the zombies that had been in this city. I was in a time after the zombie apocalypse, but we had cleaned out the area, and i felt that it was fairly safe here from zombies. I glanced a few times to the northeast as i traveled, wondering if i would see a zombie wandering down the streets toward me. I then realized that someone was hammering to the west of me. It must have been one of the people that i was with. They were still doing some work on a building. I could hear the hammer clearly in the city. I flew low to the ground as i slowed, glancing again to the northeast. The city here seemed so empty. I then heard the sound of an unfamiliar voice to the southwest of me. It sounded like a woman’s voice. I stopped and looked to the south. I was just to the north of a black garage, which seemed to be facing east. It was large and i thought that it was a work place. I then heard the voice again. It was of someone talking loudly, and it seemed far away. I turned to the south and flew low over the buildings. I knew that the land dropped off suddenly to the south, so i flew slowly, not wanting to soar over the top edge of the cliff. I reached the cliff at what seemed a corner, where the cliff ran to the south and west from where i was. Just to the southwest of me, the land near me dropped around four meters. Beyond, it seemed much farther down. Leafless trees covered the top edge of the cliff to the west of me as i started slowly floating over the edge. I then saw a large stadium to the west of me appearing from around the cliff-face. To my surprise, the oval space in the center of the stadium seemed to be teaming with people, who were mostly dressed in dark-gray. I backed up a little and lowered myself so that i was hovering closer to the edge. I did not want them to see me. I then heard someone shout, telling the others that he had seen me in the air. He said that i must have been to the lost island as well. I knew that he was referring to my ability to fly. It was something that the people believed was learned on the lost island. I felt nervous and did not want to be captured by these people. I turned and flew to the east, passing quickly over the small houses and workplaces. I wanted to get away before the people from the stadium could see where i had come from. The scene then changed. I was looking west at the other people that i had been with. They were still in the dark room of the abandoned building. A man was doing something on the western wall with a hammer, and the woman to the south of him was helping. I hear the sound of the crowd from the stadium. The people in the room stopped what they were doing and turned to the south, listening for other sounds. They were surprised to hear the sounds of a crowd. They now realized that we were not alone in this town.
I was outside, to the south of the college buildings with the other people. The building to the northeast of us was made of tan stone. I knew that the cafeteria was in the building, and i thought that we would have to get food soon. I remembered that $F10 and i would get in line at the college cafeteria and grab small bites of food. We would then come back often because we were only eating a small amount at a time. I had fond memories of that, and i picture $F10 and i standing just to the northwest of a counter, waiting to purchase our food. I thought that the people at the counter must have thought that we were very strange. I then walked to the east, through the entrance of the cafeteria. A small table was against the northern wall, and people started taking pieces of corn bread from the table. They were putting something on top of the bread before walking to the east to get the next part of the course. I remembered that the server to the southeast was not friendly. He usually would not let us take only part of the meal. I stopped at the small table and put a rectangular piece of corn bread on a small white plate. I spread a yellow liquid over the top of the bread. It was not the normal topping for the bread, but it was what i liked. I then turned to the southeast. A counter ran along the southern wall, and a man stood behind a glass case in a white server uniform. I walked to him to get the next part of the course. As i crossed the room, though, i realized that the man might try to take my cornbread because he would not think that i should be eating it without the proper sauce on top. I quickly picked up the cornbread, took a small bite out of the corner, and put the bread back on my plate. When i reached him, he said that my corn bread had to be covered up. I felt annoyed with him. I asked that he put the stew, which seemed like chicken stew, on top of the corn bread. He refused. He then backed up a little and pulled a slice of white Italian bread from the counter to the south of him. He put that on a plate and poured the stew over it. When he handed me the plate, i realized that he had not actually given me a lot of stew. The stew was mostly a glossy sauce with no meat of vegetables in it. Annoyed, i poured the sauce off of the Italian bread and onto my cornbread, knowing that he would be annoyed. I wondered if i should complain about the lack of substance to what he served me. A woman with shoulder-length dark hair was near him. I wanted to point out to her that i did not get served well. I put the Italian bread back on the plate that the man had given be and then put the plate back on the counter near the man. I was not going to take it with me.
12018 January 05
I was in the building, which seemed like the library of the college. A hallway ran along the southern side of the room, and i was in a large open reading room on the eastern end of the building. I had come here to do something with the computers. I moved to the south, coming into the hallway. $F4 came toward me from the west, showing me the black sliver of rock that he had found. The rock was about three or four millimeters thick. It was mostly rectangular, but one end was stretched into an arced point. The point curled upward a little. The center of the rock seemed to have a lighter shade of rock, and it seemed more porous. I thought that this was a cross-sectional slice of some kind of crystalline rock. $F4 said that it was actually something special. He showed me a small manila card that had typewriter print on it. An ink-drawn picture depicted the sliver of rock at the top of the card. $F4 said that the person who had discovered the rock wrote the card. The person seemed to be a famous professor at the university. I thought that $F4 had found the card somewhere in the library. He told me that the rocks were being given away down the hall. I walked down the hallway to the west to see if i could find other interesting rocks. I stopped at a small square table that was against the southern wall of the hallway. It had several interesting rocks on it. I looked over the rocks, picking up a few. They seemed like interesting rocks, but they were not quite what i was looking for. A cluster of creamy-blue rocks caught my attention on the eastern side of the table. I picked up the rocks, aware that a man was watching me from the east. He said something about the rocks on the table. He seemed to be selling the rocks. I looked at some of the other rocks on the table, realizing that they were actually carved into different shapes. They had looked like clusters of crystalline rocks, but they were really just carved rock. I then looked at the blue rock that i was holding, realizing that it was also carved. It seemed to be in the shape of a dragon. I put the rock back on the table, no longer interested in getting one. I headed to the west, but eventually ended up going to the north. I wanted to see the other part of the hallway. Someone had said that i was only on the eastern side of the hallway, and i realized that the tables that $F4 had talked about must have been on the western side of the building. I stopped and turned back to the south. I was now outside the building. A man was with me. I had to get back to the south and east, but i realized that i had come outside the door main door on the back side of the library. I looked at the double door, which was now locked. I would not be able to get in that way. The man said that i could use the door to the east. I looked along the wall to the east, seeing the uneven rocky surface. The white wall was made of cement, but it was shaped like a natural cliff. I knew that the entry doors were above me and to the east. I thought that i might be able to climb up the surface of the wall to get to the opening where the door was. I could see the opening above me and to the east. I realized that i would not be able to climb the wall to get to it, even though the man told me that it was a way to get in. I then noticed dark-brown streaks on the wall between where i was and the opening on the second floor. Someone had climbed up here before, but i did not think that it was a good way to get into the building. The man said i should go that way anyway. I wanted to get to the door that i had used before, but i thought that it was also on the second floor from where i was. I backed to the north, away from the building. The building seemed to be on a steep hill. I knew that the main entrance of the library was to the south. It was level to the street, but it was two floors up from where i was. I did not want to have to walk all the way around the building to get to it, but i was not sure how to enter from this side. I felt frustrated. The lower door near me would not open without a special key, which i did not seem to have. Once i was a little ways away from the building, i could see the opening where the upper door was. The opening was approximately square, with rounded corners. The rounding of the top corners was greater than of the lower corners. I could see the dull-red metal doors in the western side of the opening. I had gone in those doors last time. I then noticed the hallway running to the southeast to the east of the stairs. It seemed to lead to a set of stairs that ran up to another door. I remembered traveling them before. I looked back at the building, noticing an open level above me. It looked like a row of shops on the back side of the building. I thought that it was the open-air market in Collegetown. I wondered if i could get to College Avenue, which seemed to be on the front side of the shops. A woman was then standing to the west of me. She said that i could go up the stairs to get to the front of the shops. I could now see a narrow opening in the lower part of the building, and i could see a set of white stairs ascending into the building. I realized that the stairs would probably go all the way to College Avenue. I could take them to the front of the shops, which would also bring me to the front of the museum that i had been in. I entered the door to the south of me and started climbing the narrow set of stairs in the narrow hallway. After climbing a few meters, the stairs started to curve to the west. The hallway was now narrow enough that it was touching both of my shoulders. I started up the spiral stairs, but i realized that the steps were very tall, and some of them were uneven. The first step ahead of me seemed to be almost a half meter tall, but it was followed by several steps that were only four or five centimeters tall. It was difficult to walk up the stairs. I followed the spiral steps around a full turn, and i was again facing north when i reached the top. A set of steps now descended to the northeast. I thought that the stairs had climbed above the level of the shops, so the descending stairs would have to bring me back down to the correct floor.
12018 January 06
I was floating is space, and i was thinking about the objects around me. I was aware of a large planet to the north of me. It was pale yellow, and it seemed to have rings, like Saturn. The cloudy surface was dull, but it seemed special in some way. I was then aware that i was in a spaceship, which looked like the Enterprise. It was facing east, and it was to the southwest of the planet. A greenish haze then started glowing over the upper part of the planet. It seemed to pour over the top of the planet, and i thought that it as like an aurora. The planet was glowing, and pulsing seemed to be some kind of signal. A bright yellow burst of light in front of the planet then drew my attention. It was a wormhole opening. This was something special. Someone had intentionally opened the wormhole to send us a message. I felt excited about the signal. There was intelligent life trying to contact us in some way. I turned to the south. The space around me seemed to have a blue or purple hue. The blackness of space to the southeast had a white haze, and i could see small black dots of debris or distant planets. I was aware of planets somewhere to the southwest of me. I felt that the object to the southwest was part of a civilization. It was some kind of colony, and i knew that people were coming from the west-southwest. They seemed to have something to do with the Galactica. There seemed to be so many things around me, and i was trying to focus on them, trying to make sense of the plot. I felt excited and hopeful of what was going to happen, but i could not quite figure out what was happening.
12018 January 07
The airplane that i was traveling in shifted suddenly. I looked to the north, across the small cabin with the metallic walls. The ceiling was very high, and the walls seemed very straight. I was standing on the western side of the room, and the airplane seemed to be traveling to the south. The chairs were facing south, and they seemed widely spaced in the small compartment. Most of the seats were empty, but a man was sitting to the northeast of me, near the back on the eastern side of the airplane, and a woman was walking to the north to the southeast of me, in the center of the airplane. She stopped suddenly when the change occurred. I then noticed that a large window had opened in the eastern wall of the airplane. The window was square, and i could see orange and yellow leafs of a forest below us. The land seemed to be rolling hills, and we did not seem that high from it. The window was very large and square. At first, it seemed to be set back into the wall down a short corridor. It then seemed like a door that had opened on the end of the airplane. I felt concerned that the door was open in the middle of the flight. I looked out at the trees. I could see the details of the branches. We did not seem to me moving very quickly over the forest at the moment. I then realized that i was looking at the same tree and that it was growing larger as i watched. We were flying directly into the forest. The airplane fell below the tops of the trees, and i could see the autumn-colored branches moving toward the doorway. I realized suddenly that we were going to crash. I felt panicked and wondered what i should do. I fell to the ground, turning my legs to the east so that i could fall on my feet when we hit the trees. I curled up on the floor. I was then aware that the airplane was not moving anymore. We must have crashed already. I was in a small metal compartment, and the passageway to the door was now a small vent to the east of me. It seemed partially collapsed. I thought that i would have to crawl through it to get out of the airplane. I felt that i had to hurry, and i wondered if the passageway was wide enough for me to fit through it.
I was in the large open space, which seemed like the atrium of Mudd Hall. I was on the eastern side of the room, talking to the others. We were saying something that seemed important, and i thought about the other people as we ascended a long narrow flight of stairs to the north. On the second floor, we turned to the east. I kept watching the lounge area to the northeast of us. Office doors were in the northern and eastern walls of the lounge, and we seemed to be talking about the people who worked here. I thought that i knew them from a long time ago, and i said so to one of the people with me. I could see a woman moving from behind her desk in the office to the north of the lounge area. She was rounded and leaned on the edge of the desk as she walked around the western side. She seemed to wear black pants and a dull-purple sweater. I thought that i knew her from when i worked for $G6. I tried to remember her name, but i could not. I talked to the other person about the names of the people here as we moved to the east. I then saw the large sign on the wall with the person’s name on it. I pronounced it, but it did not seem correct. I then realized that the name had a V near the end of it. The name seemed to end with “vera”. I pronounced the name again, getting the last part correct. I watched the sign for a moment, noticing how prominent the letter V was. It was cast in brass and seemed to stand out from the other letters in the name.
12018 January 09
I was at the camp with the others, and we were walking back to the south after some event. It seemed that we had run a race as part of a large event at the camp. I chatted with the others about the event. Someone then said something about the next event. One of the men with me asked if i was going to do the swimming event. I told him that i would not. I looked east at him as we walked, noticing the long black feature on the ground to the east of us. It seemed to be a depression or steam, and it ran along the side of the camp. I joked with the others, but i said that i could not do the swim anyway because i had just eaten a large meal. I felt very full now. The river was to the south of us, running east to west. As we reached the shore of the river, we turned to the west. I looked out to the south to see the people gathering along the shoreline for the next event. A shallow island was in the middle of the river, and several people on small boats were in the water near the northern shore of the island. Down the river to the west, more people were gathered. We walked through the forest along the side of the water. The people with me were chatting about something. I kept looking at the people near the water who were getting ready for the next event. In a moment, we were on land that was higher from the water. The dirt cliff to the south of us seemed yellow, and the grass hung over the top of it. I then realized that we had come to an area where steps ascended to the west. The land just to the west of us was about three meters above us, and we would have to climb the stairs to get to the top of it. I thought that we would have to turn to the south at the top. I tried to think of where we should go, but i was distracted by the events on the water. A trail seemed to run across the top of the hill to the west of us, and i knew that we had to get to it to turn south.
12018 January 10
I moved to the northwest across the large rooms of the building. This cement building was a modern laboratory facility. I was visiting here, and i thought that i should probably not be in these rooms. I talked with the other person who was moving with me. We talked for a moment about the water that was flowing across the floor. I turned to the west and headed down the central aisle of the laboratory. Counter tables were on either side of the aisle, and everything seemed to be very pale. I realized that the water was flowing in a specific direction, and i thought that the people were studying the flow for some reason. It was important, and i felt interested in it. I turned to the north at the end of the room and followed the corridor down the center of the building. I then descended a flight of stairs and was in the basement of the building. I realized that i was actually underneath the building. The floor was now covered with water. The building was built over a river, and the water that they were studying had something to do with the river. I floated to the north, over the silty water of the river. I then realized that the river was actually very wide here. It must stretch to the east and west well past the edges of the building. I watched the cement beams of the ceiling as i passed under the building. The beams formed squares under the building. The cement beams were built into the ceiling. They extended about a meter from the ceiling, with rounded corners and smooth curves where they blended with the ceiling. I then noticed a round hole in the center of the ceiling to the north of me. The hole was in the center of a beam, and the beam formed a round ring around it. Water poured down from the laboratory into the river. The water from the labs was draining into the river. I leaded a little to the west as i approached the hole so that the water did not spill over me. I thought that this river was somewhere in the southern United States. I moved to the east of the building, finding myself in the parking lot on dry ground. I turned back to the west. The building seemed rather plain, with horizontal features. It seemed to be mostly brown, and the land around it seemed very flat. My father was still in the laboratory, and i had to go back to get him. I followed the other person to the door, which was on the northern end of the eastern face of the building. I stopped at the door, realizing that i would have to go back through security to get into the building. I stopped in the short corridor that ran west into the building. I could not see a security guard, but i thought that one was on the northern side of the hallway. I had to put in the security code. I talked to the man to the west of me, trying to figure out the code. I looked at my cell phone, thinking that it had something to do with the code. I opened the telephone, but it started playing a video. I watched the screen for a moment, seeing a man in shorts doing some kind of gymnastics. The video seemed interesting, but it was getting in the way of the code that i was trying to get on my telephone. I then realized that the content of the video might seem sexual to the man to the west of me, because the man in the video was not fully dressed. I turned off the video, feeling a little embarrassed. I tried to reopen the screen, but i could not get to the controls of the cell phone. Instead, another video opened. This one seemed like a commercial. I felt annoyed. I was not able to stop the video or turn it off. I could only shut off the phone. However, every time i turned the phone back on, i got another video. I felt frustrated. I kept turning on my phone, but it seemed that i could only watched the videos and nothing else. I wondered if the phone had been hacked. I tried for a while to get it to work properly, but i could not.
12018 January 12
I was in the small room of the office, sitting on the northern end of the western side of a conference table. The walls of the room were made of glass, and i could tell that the small capsule was in outer space. The window to the north of me was black. I moved around near the table, thinking that this small cubical capsule was in orbit around the planet, which seemed to be to the north-northwest of me. Several things on the desk were floating, so i had to keep track of them carefully so that they did not float away. I then thought that i was wearing magnetic boots, which would stick to the metal floor of this place. I walked to the southwest, thinking that this place was not entirely safe. I was aware that the glass windows would be easily broken by fast-moving debris from space. I then thought that something might go wrong when someone opened up a door that they should not have. The capsule now seemed to contain several small rooms. The conference room was only three or four meters long and three meters wide, and it was in the northwestern corner of the capsule. A small room was to the east of it. Another room was on the southeastern corner of the capsule, and it seemed to be about the same size as the first conference room. The southwestern corner of the building seemed to be broken into smaller compartments. From the northwestern room, i looked to the south. I could see into the westernmost compartment. I thought that a small box was on the eastern wall of the compartment, and it stored breathing masks. I thought that these could be used in case of decompression. I then wondered how someone could keep from getting swept out of the room when the door to the north was opened. I started to feel uneasy, thinking that i should be prepared for some type of disaster in this place. I moved to the southeast, thinking about things. Another person was in the corridor in the northeastern part of the structure. The structure seemed to be nothing more than metal frames with glass covering the flat spaces. It did not seem that secure, and i realized that a piece of debris might crack the glass. I sat down at the southern end of the eastern side of the conference table in the southeastern room. A group of people was now to the west of me. I thought about the meeting. I had papers on the table in front of me, and i thought about the magnetic boots that were keeping me down to the floor. I then realized that the round computer mouse that was on the desk in front of me was starting to float to the north. It was a round opaque plastic mouse, with round white markings on the sides. It seemed like a mouse from an old iMac, and it seemed to be a pale bluish-green. I reached for the mouse to grab it, but it slipped out of my hands and floated farther to the north. I did not want the people in the meeting to realize that i had let things get away, so i tried to grab it quickly. I felt uncomfortable as the objects drifted away. I stood up and moved a little to the north. I then thought again about the dangers of being in a box with windows in space. I then realized that the air felt strange. It seemed to be getting thin. I wondered if someone had already opened up the door and let out the air. I thought about getting a mask, but i wondered how i would really breath with the lack of pressure in the room. My skin and eyes would be affected. I then wondered how i should be breathing now if the air was already drained out of the room. I thought about this as i walked to the north. I pictured the cubical booth swinging now. It did not seem to be attached to anything, but there was a bluish bulb at the end of a short narrow pole on the top of it. The bulb seemed to be a counterweight to the glass booth. I thought that the swinging motion would create artificial gravity.
I walked to the north, across the hall from the small room that i had been in. $F42 was producing a play in the small theater on the northern side of the hall. I felt very interested in the play, and i entered the door of the theater with the actors. I chatted with $F42 about the play, trying to get an idea what it was about. I seemed very interested in it. The talked about the show as we stood near the western wall of the theater. The actors were moving around on the small stage in the center of the northern wall. I thought that $F42 had asked me if i wanted to do a part in the play, but i was not really sure if i could. I told him that i did not know the show. I felt good being here, but i said that i had to get something. I thought that i had left something to the southeast, and i felt that i had to leave to get somewhere. I crossed the hallway to the southeast and entered the small bathroom on the southern side of the eastern end of the hallway. Beyond the eastern end of the hallway seemed to be an exit to the building. I would be heading there, but i had to get my things from the bathroom. I walked into the small room. It was only a couple meters wide by about three or four meters long. It was roughly L shaped, with a narrow passage extending to the north toward the door. The toilet was in the western arm of the L, and the sink was on the eastern end of the southern wall. The walls were dark, and the plaster seemed broken and cracked. The room was dingy. I gathered my things from the western side of the floor and started to leave to the north. I then turned to the south to make sure i had everything. My blue scarf was still bunched up on the sink. I turned back to grab it. I then noticed my gloves on the sink, so i grabbed them too. A man was standing to the north of me now, in the entrance to the bathroom. He seemed like $A615. He asked me how i was so coordinated. I was not sure what he was talking about.
12018 January 13
I was lying on the bed, which was along the southern wall of the room. My head was to the south. The small child jumped on the bed just to the southwest of me, near my arm. I felt that i had to take care of the child, so i grabbed him and held him to my left side. He moved a little, but seemed more like a doll. I tried to reposition the child on my chest. The child seemed no older that two or three, but he also seemed like a large all-black doll with no surface features. I positioned him several ways across my chest, but he did not want to stay in one position. I finally rested the boy on my right side, to the east of me. He kept squirming, so i let him go. I watched him as he stood up under the pastel-green covers. The covers seemed fuzzy. The boy moved a little to the northeast and then stopped. I suddenly worried that he was going to walk off the side of the bed. I felt that i should grab him. I tried to move, but did not. I waited for a moment, watching the tall mound of blanket standing still. I then heard the sound of water. I realized that the boy must be half asleep and thinking that he is urinating in a toilet. I thought that he was urinating under the blankets. I tried to grab him, but i could not move. I wanted to knock him over to wake him up, but i had trouble moving. I suddenly lurched forward.
I moved to the west with the others. We had been traveling in a group, and there were a few men with us who seemed special. They were dressed in pale-orange robes with symbols on their chest. The symbols looked like three or four horizontal bars with a single vertical bar down the center. The vertical bar extended below the horizontal bars, but did not seem to extend above them. I turned to the north and walked toward the wall of the room. I had to get my things together. I started picking up things from the floor near the northern wall of the room. I talked to the others about the special people. As i did, a woman in a yellowish-orange robe was to the north of me. I greeted her, pointing her out as someone that i was talking about. There was something special about these people. We were then riding our bicycles to the west in a line. The special people were with us, but they seemed to be following us.
12018 January 15
$F4 stood to the south of me, talking to me about doing something. I felt interested in what he was saying, and it felt very good to be with him again. I hugged him for a moment and then backed to the east. A store seemed to be to the northwest of us, but we also seemed to be in a large building. The building seemed to be a college dormitory. $F4 said something about going upstairs. I remembered that he lived on a floor near the top of the five- or six-story building. He headed up the stairwell, and i turned to the south to do something. I then started climbing the stairs in the stairwell to the northeast of me. The stairwell seemed incomplete. The metal-framed cement stairs were incomplete. All of the steps were there, but the railings had not been set up yet. I hurried up a set of stairs along the southern wall of the stairwell, ascending to the east. When i reached the top, i realized that the next set of stairs did not yet have any steps on it. It was simply two beams running vertically up along the eastern wall of the stairwell. I grabbed on to the girders and started to ascend. I then realized that i did not have anywhere to put my feet, so i was holding all of my weight with my arms. I realized that this was not that easy to ascend, and i thought that i did not really want to climb the entire way to the top like this. I dropped back down to the cement floor of the stairwell. I knew that $F4 had taken another stairwell to the northwest. I thought that i would have to take a different stairwell. This one was under construction. As i backed away from the thin dull-red I-beams, i noticed a construction worker in a yellow top hat to the west. He watched me for a moment. I then turned and hurried down the stairs to the west, coming back into the lower hallway. I had ascended two floors of the building, but i now seemed to be back on the first floor. I felt disappointed, thinking that i would have to climb all the way to the top again. I headed to the south, down the corridor that ran down the eastern side of the building. I then turned into a stairway on the eastern side of the southern end of the hallway. I started up the stairwell. It seemed hard to climb now. My legs felt sore quickly. I knew that i would have to go all the way to the top. I then realized that this stairwell did not actually go all the way to the upper floor of the building. I was annoyed. I moved to the south again, thinking that $F4 had ascended a stairwell that was on the northern end of the western side of the building. I pictured the large rectangular building, thinking that i would have to go around to the other side to take the stairwell that he had used. I thought about how i could cross to the western side of the building. I looked to the south. I was now to the south of the building, on the southern end of the eastern side of a large college quadrangle. The modern buildings on the southern side had a wide cement patio around them. The central building had wide ledges between the floors, and it seemed to have railings or other thin mental details around the ledges. The lower floor was set into the building more than the other floors. I was standing just to the south of one of the large buildings on the eastern side of the large grassy lawn. I thought about running to the northwestern side of the quadrangle, but then i realized that i should stay inside the buildings to avoid the rain. The sky suddenly looked dark gray to the west. I headed to the west, into one of the buildings. I then started walking north again, down a wide open hallway. The floor was made of polished gray stone, and the walls seemed to be glass. To the south, i could see people stepping into a black elevator. The double glass doors had just closed as i came into the hallway. Thick black beams were on either side of the elevator, and the doors were framed in black metal. I remembered being on this elevator before. I thought about taking it to the upper floor, but then i thought that i really should walk the stairs. I wanted to do the workout rather than relax. I then felt a little uneasy about the elevator, thinking that it did not really go all the way to the upper floor. I seemed to remember being on the elevator before. I thought that it went to the upper floor, but did not stop correctly. Something was wrong with the elevator that made me uncomfortable about using it. The car started to ascend, and i could see that the car was trapezoidal in shape. The outer wall and the side walls all seemed to be about the same width, making the side walls slant inward to the outer wall. I looked to the north. When i reached the northern end of the lobby that i was in, i could see out across the quadrangle to the northwest. Another large building was just to the north of me, and it looked like the dormitory tower that i had been in. I had to head to the northwest, across the quadrangle. I could see the other dormitory tower, which looked very much like the one to the north of me. I wanted to climb the stairs in that building. They seemed like the stairs that $F4 had climbed.
12018 January 16
The other person walked to the west. We had been talking on the western end of the rectangular room. I was sitting on the bench that ran along the northern wall of the room. I looked out the window, noticing the deer standing in the yard. It seemed to be drinking out of an old wooden trough that was on the ground, just outside the window. The filed to the north of the house was filled with tall dry grass, and the deer stood to the northeast of the trough. I watched the deer’s face as it tried to drink from the spout in the center of the trough. I thought that the animal looked very nice, and i realized that i should take a picture of it. It had a long dark-brown nose that looked more like a camel’s nose, with a long ridge down the center and rounded nostrils. I did not have my camera with me, but i did have my cell phone. I took out the phone, trying not to scare the deer away. The deer had gone into the trough, but it was now starting to climb out. I thought that i had missed the shot, so i hurried to get my phone out of the right pocket of my jacket. After i got it out, i noticed that the deer was looking at me. I did not want to move too quickly or it might run away. I slowly moved to the east, trying to get closer to the window. A vertical wooden support between the two windows blocked my view of the animal for a moment. I realized that the animal would not be able to see me, so i would be okay as i slowly made my way to the window. When i reached the window, i sat in front of the glass to the east of the wooden beam. The deer was now very close to the window, and it was staring at me. It lifted its right front paw and put it through the lower part of the window, across my left arm. I looked at the hoof, wondering if i should try to move. I felt very awkward with the deer watching me like this. Something seemed strange. I started to move to the west.
12018 January 17
I stood near the eastern wall of the small room in the northeastern corner of the small house. I seemed to be looking through the roof of the house at myself and the people in the small tan house as they moved around. I was aware that something strange had happened in the world around us, and i thought that we should take shelter in the house for a moment. One of the other people in the house then said that the “walkers” were coming. This was a dangerous situation, and i pictured the zombies coming from the northeast. I hurried to the west to get away from the windows of the house. It seemed bright and sunny outside, and the house around me seemed to be very clean and simple, with straight lines that seemed more like an architectural-concept drawing. We had to get away from the windows so that the creatures could not see us inside the house. I walked to the sliding glass door that was in the southern end of the western wall. The door looked out into a small patio. The ground of the patio was covered with paving stones. I wondered if we would have to cover the windows of the door as well. I worried that we would not be hidden well enough. A person to the south of me then pointed out the tall trees to the west-southwest of us. The land beyond the patio seemed swampy, and the trees with wide crowns stood out over the rest of the vegetation. The man said that the tree was wrapped. I looked at the thin limbs of the tree. The leafs grew at the ends of the branches in small clusters, and things seemed to be dangling from the branches. The dangling tan things seemed like seed pods or Spanish moss. I wondered if the man was referring to a net that was over the trees. I stared at the tree for a moment, but i could not see a net. I said something to the man, looking to the southwest. I was now on a beach, and people in shorts were around me. I looked again at the trees to the southwest. The sandy beach ran from the northeast and curved to the southwest. The land to the east of me seemed rocky and tall, but the island to the west was lush and low, with tropical trees. The shore of the island matched the curve of the beach, leaving a curve of water that was about five meters across. The water seemed like ocean water. I wondered if it would be safe to swim in the water. I thought that the island would protect swimmers from undertow and sharks, but then i realized that the island might not be natural. I wondered if the water could flow under the ground of the island. This might be dangerous to swim near.
12018 January 18
I looked to the north, at the tall wooden house, which i thought was a fraternity house. It was dark out, and i could see the white house illuminated against the dark sky by some light to the south of me. The house was somewhat cubical, with a shallow roof and rounded features on the eves. The house seemed to be the Phi Sigma Kappa house on the corner of University Avenue. I said something about the house to the person with me. We then started driving to the south. We were on a road that seemed to run along the eastern side of the house. As we departed, i looked back at the large house, noticing orange flames rising from a window on the upper floor of the eastern side. Flames also seemed to be coming out of a nearby chimney. I told my father, who was driving the car, that the house was burning. I felt tense, and i thought that we should call emergency. I then wondered if anyone else had called in the fire. It must have just started, but it was going well enough that someone could have called emergency already. As we drove a little farther to the south, i then noticed that the tall building to the south of the fraternity house also had flames coming out of a single window. This seemed very strange, and i started to feel uneasy about this situation. I thought that something must be wrong. I said something to my father. I seemed to be in the back seat of the car as we drove. I then realized that we were crossing an open field somewhere to the south of the two houses. They did not seem that far away, but we now seemed to be in a rural area. I quickly spotted a small barn in the middle of a grassy field on the western side of the road. The barn was fully engulfed in flames. I started to feel that something bad was happening. I felt that there was some reason all of the buildings were burning, and i felt a little scared. We had then started driving to the east. The road we were on seemed to be a highway, and it was on artificially elevated ground, which seemed to be above the level of the surrounding features. I looked out across the small city to the north of the road. Here and there, buildings were burning. I asked my father what was going on. I felt very nervous that something was very wrong.
I headed to the south across the campus area. A large stone building was to the southwest of me, and i passed the eastern side of it. As i came to the southeastern corner of the building and turned to the southwest, i heard the sound of someone talking. The voice sounded like that of an old man. He was talking about something that sounded very interesting. I thought that it was an old story about belief. I rounded the southeastern corner of the building and looked to the northwest. People were entering the building through a wide doorway that was framed with gray stone. The old voice was telling a story of something that seemed important. I could see people gathering in the western end of a room inside the building. It must have been a class room or a lecture room. The speaker was out of sight, on the eastern side of the room. I walked toward the room to listen.
12018 January 19
I had told the others that we could not quite find the stop that we had set. I remembered setting a trail for $G4 in the tunnels below the dirt ground. I walked to the north, along the narrow ridge of dirt, which was covered with grass. I moved to the western side of the mound, noticing the bottles that had been buried in the ground. I had stuck them into the dirt from below, but i could not quite feel them in the soil at the moment. I felt around for them. I told the others that i was having trouble figuring out where the trail had gone. I then moved to the eastern side of the mound. I found a stack of brown bottles under the dirt. They seemed to be poking through. The brown glass beer bottles were lying on their sides in a stack two high. They faced east. I remembered sticking them into the dirt from below. Somehow, this did not help us find where the rest area on the trail was. I remembered setting it in a small opening in the tunnel. I continued to the east, down the tunnel. The tunnel opened into a small round area just ahead of us, and then seemed to end in a large wide corridor about ten meters farther to the east. I slowed to a stop in the first rounded area. The others jogged up to me and stopped. I pointed out the area and said that i was unable to find the bottles here. I knew that we had set a stop somewhere near here, but i could not find it. A man to the south of me then said that the stop was here. I could not see it, and i defiantly asked him where. He pointed to two wooden bins to the south. The tall wooden tubes were set into the floor, one to the south of the other. They were against a western wall where the tunnel started to widen into the rounded room. I realized that he wanted us to slide down the chutes to the lower level. I suddenly realized that i had set the trail on a lower level of the tunnels. This made sense to me. I thought that we would have to go back quite a way to get to the lower level, though. The man motioned to the two chutes, saying that we would have to go down them. I looked at the chutes in disbelief. They were less than a meter square, and they seemed to narrow as they made a sharp turn through the floor. I remembered seeing the lower part of the tubes before. I told the man that we would not be able to fit down the tubes, but he said that this was the way that we had to go. I felt angry with him, saying that i would not go that way. I started jogging to the east again. I came to the large open area of the tunnel. The domed ceiling seemed very high up here, and the lights were brighter. This area seemed like a tourist area o the tunnel. The pale rock of the ceiling seemed colored in purple hues, and something large was set into the floor to the east of me. The tunnel ran north to south around me. I stopped with the other person near a railing, which ran around the large spherical object to the east. I said something about the tunnel.
I moved to the east a little. I was in a crowded room, and most of the people were talking to the north of me. Most of the people seemed to be from a single family, and i focused on a young woman with a rounded face and locking black hair. She wore a dark-pink scarf over her head. Her parents gathered around her as she talked to a man, who stood to the east of her. The man was Brian George, and he seemed to convince the family that he was familiar with something that they were talking about. He smiled at them. Then something seemed to change. The family now seemed uncertain that the man actually knew what he had said that he knew. A look of concern came across the man’s face. I started walking down the street to the west. I thought that the family and the man had been talking about the special thing. I pictured a white coat that had three arms. The area around the armpits was stained green and red as the coat moved in the air. The coat was very special, but i did not know why.
12018 January 20
I was lying in the bed, which was on the western wall of the darkened room. It seemed to be late at night. Something felt wrong. My head was to the west, and i was sleeping on the northern side of the bed. I thought that $F71 was in the room, and i wondered why he was standing to the east. I sat up on the northern side of the bed and called his name. The room was dark, so i was not sure that he was still in the room. I then remembered that $$A682 had been here. I remembered $A682 getting into bed with me. I felt upset about this, and i wondered why this had happened. I could see $A682 lying on the bed to the south of me. It was earlier, and i was standing on the northern side of the bed, facing the bed. $A682 was in a T-shirt and shorts, and he curled up with his head on a pillow as i climbed on to the northern side of the bed. I felt a little uncomfortable. I did not want him to be intimate with me, and i wondered if he would try to have sex with me. I would have to tell him that it was no longer appropriate. It did feel good to be talking with him again, though. I then woke up in the bed. Something had changed. It was dark, and i strained to see if $F$71 was in the room. I called his name, but i could not see well into the darkness. I then noticed a white shape to the northeast of me. It looked like a book cabinet. I looked to the north, starting to notice other furniture in the room. I realized that i was not in my bedroom. I felt suddenly alert, and i tried to see where i was. I slowly walked to the east, careful not to bump into anything. I was not actually sure that i was in my bedroom. I wanted to step out into the hallway to see where i was. I thought that the shape of the house would tell me whether i was in my house or not. I came out into a hallway that ran north to south. I should have turned to the north into a hallway that ran east to west. This did not seem familiar, and i started to worry about where i was. I then woke up again. I knew that i was not in my bedroom, and i felt agitated and angry. I walked quickly to the east, to the door of the room. The features of the room were not familiar. I stepped through the doorway and came into another small room, which seemed to be a wide hall between rooms. Light was coming from a doorway in the northern wall. The wall on the eastern side of the corridor leading north was paneled wood, and it was pointed white. The wall turned to the east on the northern wall of the room. Something seemed familiar about the wall. I moved down the corridor to the north. It ended after only a few meters and turned east. A set of stairs ascended to the south just on the other side of the white wall. The light was coming from the upper floor. I was angry that i was here. I stopped at the northern edge of the wall and stuck my head around it to see up the stairs. I yelled suddenly in frustration. My voice sounded hoarse, and i was suddenly surprised that i was able to yell. I remembered that i always had trouble yelling when i was asleep. I wondered if i had yelled from my bed. I then woke up again and headed to the east. I was now in a darkened living room on the northern side of the house. I could see a table against the northern wall of the room. I walked slowly to the east, trying to figure out where i was. I then noticed an animal sleeping on the floor to the southeast. The eastern end of the room was narrower than the main room, and a dog was sleeping on the floor against the southern wall. It seemed to be partially buried in blankets or towels. I walked toward the dog, softly talking to it. As i approached the dog, a larger animal moved in the middle of the floor to the east of me. I was surprised to see the mottled pink and dark-gray pig lift its head. The pig was $X21. I said his name as i greeted him. Another movement in the darkness to the east then caught my attention. I saw $F71 stand up from under a blanket that had been on the floor. He was sleeping in his sleeping bag on the floor. I felt bad. He must have been upset because $A682 had been in my bed. I felt sorry, and i walked to $F71 to embrace him and comfort him.
I left the rectangular room through the doorway in the western end of the northern wall. I had been talking to someone, and i felt uncomfortable here. The man was saying something to me, and he had a group of people following him. I stopped to talk to him in the room to the north. He wore a brown sheriff uniform. I could see from the writing on the patches of his shirt that he was a sheriff from Harrisburg, Tennessee. He seemed aggressive, and he asked me questions as he stood to the southwest of me with his hands on his hips. I felt that i could not answer him honestly because he was looking for a conflict. I then noticed $A713 with the group of men near the sheriff. $A713 walked to the north, passing me as he turned to the east to leave the room. I pointed him out and said hello, but he did not seem to recognize me. The sheriff seemed curious about my knowing him. I realized that the sheriff might think that $A713 was a homosexual and that i knew him because i had relations with him. I tried to act casual, thinking that i knew $A713 from somewhere else. $A713 did not seem to recognize me, though. I then realized that he had a rounded face and longer hair. He looked much younger that when i knew him. I realized that this must be a version of $A713 from the past. I tried to explain that to myself, ignoring the sheriff now.
I drove to the east, passing the garage that was on the southern side of the road. It looked like the garage on the corner in Freehold. I turned into the large gravel lot that was to the northeast and east of the service station. I was supposed to head to the station, but i had to turn around. I then realized that the gravel lot had a sudden drop off on the eastern side. My car drove over the edge, but the front tires remained on the top of the gravel. I felt tense as i managed to get my car back on top of the gravel lot. I then noticed a large hole in the center of the lot that i would have to avoid. I felt tense driving here, trying to avoid the hazards. I felt that there were many large holes in the gravel. The land was collapsing under the gravel lot, which seemed to be piled up higher than the surrounding land. The lot had steep cliffs on the eastern and southern sides. I then noticed a sign in the middle of the southern side of the lot. It was white with dark-yellow letters. It warned about the caverns. I drove to the west, into the garage building. MY father was already inside. The building was now a large cavern, with uneven walls and a domed ceiling. I seemed to be on a second level of the cavern, which was where the main ground was. MY father was talking to someone on the western side of the cavern at the lower level.
12018 January 21
We were traveling through the old city on the bus, heading east. I told the other person something about the city, implying that i had been to this part before. I then looked at the brick structures and archways to the south of the bus. I realized that we were on the waterway. The water was to the south of us. This part of the city looked more modern than the parts that i had seen before. I told the other person that this might not be the part that i had been to. I then thought that i should not tell the person that i had been to parts of the city that i had not been to. It seemed dishonest, and i felt that i should be honest with this person. I looked to the east. The shoreline curved to the southeast ahead of us, and i could see the dull-red brick walls of the city. They had darker stone arches that decorated the surface of the wall. I remembered this type of architecture, so that must have been the older part of the city. Some square towers rose above the wall, which ran along the waterway. I then noticed the large rounded structure to the southeast, which was in the middle of the water. It was the old fort that guarded the city. I then realized that we were on a narrow bridge that was heading to the southeast, toward the fort. I thought that the fort had guarded the city from attack from the sea many years ago. I looked at the massive structure. It seemed very impressive. I talked to the other person about this city. It seemed very familiar and important. I walked to the north, into the store. The convenience store was crowded with shelfs. We walked along the eastern wall. The other person was walking ahead of me, and he seemed like $Z. When we reached the northern side o the store, we turned to the south and climbed the stairs. As we started to climb, i noticed the newspaper that was hanging on the upper part of the eastern wall over the bottom of the stairs. It had a picture of a large cat’s face, and is said something about a grouchy cat. I told the other person about it. The person chuckled about the cat, but he seemed to be referring to the cat that was in the store with us. I told him about the newspaper. He had misunderstood me. He thought i was talking about the orange tabby cat that was at the top of the flight of stairs. I told him that the front cover of the newspaper was nothing but a picture of the cat. I then glanced to the east, out the large window in the side of the store. I could see the alley below.
12018 January 22
My father drove the car to the east, through the older part of the city. I looked down at the car from quite high up. I could see that it was in an area, which seemed like the port of Albany. I remembered this place from long ago. My mother had worked in this area. I told the person with me this. $F71 seemed to be the person with me. We were supposed to get to a building, and i pointed out the brick building on the southern side of the road. We were approaching the building, and i told $F71 that my mother used to work in the building. I mentioned her offices there. The building seemed very plain. The northern wall had no windows or other features, and the building seemed to be three or four stories tall. I thought that we would have to park in the paved lot to the east of the building. I remembered that my mother used to park in that lot. We slowed as we passed by the side of the building, and my view of the car became distorted. The car was actually a tall bus. A set of white metal stairs now ran along the northern side of the building. A white box surrounded a landing and door about three-quarters of the way up the wall and a little to the west of center. The white stairs descended from the box to the east, reaching the sidewalk below. As we slowed, i seemed to be above the stairs, but as we stopped, the top of the bus seemed to be only half way up them. I said something to my father, who was below me, driving the car. $F71 and i were getting out of the car here. I reached my feet to the south, stepping against the wall. The stairs were below me, but they seemed to be covered with snow. They now seemed very small, and i was careful to keep my footing. I pressed my feet into the steps and shuffled them around, clearing some of the snow. I thought that i could keep from falling simply by pushing into the steps from the vehicle. I then descended to the east until i was on the ground.
12018 January 23
I felt delirious and unable to concentrate. I could feel the pressure in my head, and i knew that i had to do something to help me get over the sickness. I could see the small shape in front of me. It looked like a coin, but it was square. I felt feverous, and i knew that the image on the coin had something to do with what i had to do to get better. The shape on the dark-bronze stamp looked like the shape of the building on the back of the nickel, except that it was taller and seemed to have vertical features across the center of it. I could not quite tell if the center section was domed or peaked. I knew that this shape had something to do with reducing fever.
I looked at the grid of stamps or coins. I remembered that i had needed to get more of the building-shaped stamps before, but something had changed now. I thought that this made sense. I had needed the first shape for the beginning of the night, but now i needed something else. I looked at the shape. It had something crossed in the square of the stamp. A flower or some flower-like shape was in the center. I referred to it as a “florette”. The crossing lines seemed to run under the florette. Other floral designs were above, below, and to the sides of the central one. I could not tell if they were flower-like or leaf shapes. All of these shapes seemed to be drawn in black ink on a light-gray surface. They reminded me of an old wood-cut stamp. Most of the squares in the grid i was looking at were filled with this design. I realized that it was now important for me to have these designs. It would help with a separate part of my sickness. I had reduced the pain in my head, and i now had to do something else to continue.
12018 January 26
I sang a melody for the three women to the north of me. The melody sounded very nice, and it seemed familiar. One of the women complemented me on the song. I told her that it as an old Motown song. The three women sat closely together in a chair. They wore pink dresses with matching hats. The woman in the center had white horn-rimmed glasses. They were older women with dark skin, and they were dressed like women from the fifties or sixties. They did not seem to look directly at me. The woman in the center was looking off to the east. I tried to get the women to sing, knowing that they would sound nice, but they seemed hesitant. I sang the melody again. I then looked down at the white wire hangers that the women were holding in their laps. I was leaning over the hangers. I backed up and stood straight. I thought about the song, aware of some men to the southwest of me. I glanced at the men. They were pudgy and wore worn clothing. They smiled and said something about the music. I scratched my head with my right hand, aware that i was wearing a wig. I continued humming the song as i walked to the east, down the hallway of the building. I pulled the wig off of my head, thinking that the hair had started coming out of the wig. It would have a hole in the top, and i thought that this would look silly. It would allow my hair to show through. I looked over the wig, noticing that the short black hair was all combed forward. The hair near the top was not as thin as i had thought. The black hair was about three centimeters long, and i could see that it was attached to the wig in rows across the wig. I did not think that it looked that bad. The corridor around me was mostly plaster and polished cement surfaces. It was creamy-yellow and seemed like the corridor of a school building. I turned to the north and walked down the short corridor to the exit door. The exit door faced west-northwest. As i reached it, a man had opened the dark wooden door, swinging it to the north. I thanked the man and started through the door, but i stopped when i noticed that the door to the southwest of me, which was swinged open to the south, had a mirror on the upper half. It seemed like a bathroom door. I looked at myself in the mirror, still thinking about the wig. I wondered how my hair looked. My hair was light in color, and it was long. It seemed to be different lengths in different places. It was very long on my left side, sticking out oddly. I thought that i had cut it to match the lengths of the wig so that it blended in better. I thought that i looked silly now. The right side was very short, and the top was sheered to only a few centimeters. I turned back to the west and walked out the door, commenting to the man who had been holding the door. We walked out into the small lot just outside. The lot seemed to be a small turn around at the end of a drive that extended to the north. I crossed the lot, passing through the cars that were parked on the western side. A tall chain-link fence ran along the western side of the yard. I adjusted my backpack over my right shoulder and moved toward the fence. I thought about jumping over it, but, when i jumped up and grabbed the fence, i started crawling along the length to the north. The end of the fence was not that far to the north. The fence had tall metal posts with about a meter and a half of fence between them. I jumped onto the second to last panel between the posts. The section to the west of me was tipped so that i faced northwest as i hung on it. I quickly climbed around the end of the fence and stared moving along the northern side of the fence. The fence now seemed like part of a backstop. It had a sharp corner to the west of me. I was aware of others around. A cable or some other wire support structure ran diagonally from the fence to the ground. It was very close to the fence, and i grabbed it as i swinged around the corner. I bounced on the fence on the other side and swinged back to the northern side. This seemed like fun, and i was aware of people watching me. I let myself bounce again on the northern side, and i swinged around again to the western side. I was then aware that the wire i was holding on to was elastic. I had gained momentum and was now moving away from the fence. I thought that i would be pulled farther from the corner each time. I watched the fence as i moved quickly to the east, curving to the southeast. I passed into the northern side of the pavilion. The fence was now to the west of me, and i was holding on to the yellow elastic band as i moved to the southeast. The pavilion had two square wooden posts at the corners, and i passed between the northwestern and northeastern posts, traveling diagonally across the eastern side of the pavilion. Several people were sitting in lawn chairs inside the pavilion. $A$69RECTUM was sitting in one of the chairs, facing southeast. He smiled widely and waved at me as i moved past. I moved out across a grassy field, realizing that the yellow bungee chord was stretching very far. I wondered if i would be thrown very fast away. I looked to the south of me as i approached the southern edge of the filed. Some boys were playing baseball or softball on the southern side of the field. I passed through the center of their game. A man stood behind the home plate, which was to the southwest of me now. A boy stood in front of him. I came to a stop. I said something in greeting, but my voice was stretched out as i suddenly speeded back to the northwest. I could hear the boys gasp in awe and surprise.
12018 January 27
$F4 and i came out of the building, heading north. I crouched down just as we reached the edge of the paved path. A road was to the north of us. A small car had come from the west and had stopped just to the northeast of us. I was crouching just to the east of a low cement barrier. To the north of me was a low metal fence. $F4 had hopped the fence and was running to the northwest, up the shallow slope of the macadam pull-off on the southern side of the road. A small cement bridge started just to the northwest of us, and i knew that $F4 would turn to the west and run down the road on the southern side of the street. I then realized that the small car was backing up. It had turned its front into the eastern end of the macadam pull-off. When it turned toward me, it seemed to be charging toward me. I felt suddenly aware and cautious of the car, but i did not move. The car rammed into the metal gate just in front of me. I knew that it could not break through the sturdy gate. The metal frame of the gate seemed thick, even though the areas between the frames were covered with a metal mesh that looked more like a screen. The car backed up and hit the gate a few times, trying to break through. I knew that it would not, and i moved to the east a little and stuck my tongue out at the car. I then realized that the driver of the car was a threat to me. I felt suddenly scared. I stood up and shouted something to $F4, waving with my right arm. I started to feel unsafe, thinking that the driver might have a gun. I shouted again to $F4, hoping that he would run to safety. I then crouched down and ran to the west, behind the low cement barrier. A long low building was to the south of me, forming a narrow corridor between the building and the barrier. We had come out to the corridor from a narrow passage, which was now just to the west of me. I wondered if i could make it to the passage before the man should shoot me. I would have to stay low.
12018 January 29
I had left the hotel where the conference was being held, and i was walking down the center of the large conference room where the others had gathered for an event. I seemed to be across the street from the hotel, to the north of it. I wondered if this was part of the conference. Tables were set up around the rectangular room, and many people were seated, chatting with each other. The long tables ran northeast to southwest, forming two lines, one on each side of the room. I realized that many of the people here were duplicates of each other. I noticed a man with East Asian features on the southeastern side of a table to the north of me. He had shoulder-length black hair, and he wore a black jacket over a white shirt. He turned to look at me as i approached. I noticed a few other copies of the man at some of the tables. I continued through a doorway and came out into another room of the conference center. I felt as though i was becoming a part of this game, but i felt unsure about it. I knew that something was not right here. I felt that these people were trying to kill each other. I passed through several more rooms. Each room seemed to have a different theme: some were casual, one seemed like a 1930s dance, another was some kind of concert setting. I felt nervous, thinking that i might have to participate in the games as long as i was in this place. I did not want to be a part of the killing. I continued to the northeast, coming into an empty hallway. The short corridor ran northwest to southeast. It widened on the northwestern end and seemed to have a few doors to different rooms. To the southeast, the corridor ended in a set of double metal doors. I headed to the northeast, coming into a large theater. Several people moved around me now. They did not all seem to be part of the clone game. I chatted with a man in the theater as i turned back to the southwest. I stepped back out of the room. I had been talking with some people in the theater. It seemed that i had wandered out of the area where the event was happening. I wondered if i should stay out of the area. I did felt nervous about going back into the area and getting caught in the game. $A313 was to the southwest of me, in the corridor. I said something to her, and she seemed to direct me on what i should be doing. I turned to the northeast, unsure what i should do. I opened the doors to the theater and looked inside one last time. The large room had cement walls and cement steps for the audience. A few cement blocks marked some of the seats around the room. The white paint on the cement was chipping and dull, and the entire room seemed run down and unmaintained. I stepped back out into the hall, thinking that i should just head to the nearest exit and leave the building. I walked to the southeast, opening the double doors. I looked down a long wide corridor. The old white walls were dirty, and the building looked worn out. I closed the doors and headed back to the doors to the southwest. I reentered the room where people from the game were gathering. As i entered, the sound of music came to my ears. People here were dancing as if at a school dance. I recognized the song from the eighties. I had heard it many times, and i started singing along. It was a pop song from the radio of the time. I wondered if anyone else here was old enough to remember when the song had been popular. I looked around the room as i made my way to the southwest. A man in white pants and a dark jacket over a dark T-shirt walked past to the northwest. He had a short-rimmed hat with a white line running diagonally across the side. I smiled at him as i passed. I knew the music, and i thought that i could sing along with it. It felt strange to be here. The door in the eastern side of the southern wall was hidden by a black partition, which extended from the east across the door. I walked behind it, turning sideways to let others into the room. I headed south, into a room that seemed like a cafeteria. Many rectangular tables were set up, running east to west. As i passed through the center of the room, i realized that i recognized one of the people here. He was $A747. I said hello to him, and he smiled back as he replied. We chatted for a moment about this place. He seemed pleased to be here, but i did not feel the same, and he seemed to question why i had come here. I felt nervous about the game again. I started to pace around. I passed though several other small rooms. The people here were duplicates again. I thought that i should head back into the corridors to the north near the theater. I could leave this area without being noticed. I walked to the western side of the sleeping room. Bunk beds were set up. It seemed around midnight, but many of the people were trying to sleep. I saw one of the versions of the East Asian man with long black hair. He was lying in the bed. I wanted to talk to him, but i felt very nervous about being here. Someone then said that everyone here should get some sleep. It seemed strange that they would not want to party while in the game. The man then suggested that they would need to be well rested so that they could concentrate on not getting killed. I did not like this idea, and i did not want to stay here. I felt worried that people might not let me leave, and i wondered how i could get out.