ZUDEMA

12015 April 01

I was at a camp in the middle of a forest. I could see the children in the trees to the south of me. They should not have been in the forest. I tried to get them to come back to the camp, but they seemed uneasy listening to a strange. I was annoyed with the situation. I did not want to have to help run the camp. I wanted to get back home.

I headed down the steep dirt path in the middle of the forest. I followed it through the forest, which seemed very dense. The plants were thick and green. I suddenly wondered if i was in a tropical jungle. I headed through the trees until i came out into the campground. I remembered the children who had been in the forest. I thought that i should find some way to block off the areas that the children should not be in. I moved to a wooden fence, which had ropes running between the poles. I could use the ropes to create a fence along the trees. When i turned around to head back to the south, i noticed two men standing near the tree line. They were kissing. I did not want to interrupt them, but i knew that some of the other people here might be upset if they knew that the men were homosexual. I realized that one of the men was $A59. I tried to ignore them and do something with the fence. The men were standing over me, but they did not seem to pay any attention to me. I felt a little uneasy under them, but i tried not to let them know. One of them then said something about me, joking with the other. They were making fun of me because they thought i was purposely avoiding looking at them kissing. I ignored them, trying to get the rope secure. I then realized that the children were coming into the area. I felt uncomfortable about this. Their parents would probably not want them exposed to homosexuals. They would be afraid of them. I then realized that some adults were also coming out of the cabins. I started to walk away from the fence, talking to the children. I pretended that i could not understand what they were uneasy about. I walked to the southwest. $F10 was there. He was still holding on to the metal television antenna. I was helping him fix it. I moved to the metal pole that supported the antenna and helped him fix it.

12015 April 02

I moved around the land. It had rounded hills that were covered with grass. Trees appeared here and there. I traveled to the north, looking east. Small simple houses were here and there. I could see the ocean in the distance. I knew that we were on small sections of land. The land was smaller than i had thought it was. I thought that we must be on islands in the ocean. I thought that it was similar to Hawaii, but this place did not seem tropical. I then remembered that we had come to this land without letting people know. We were not supposed to be here. We could not let the others catch us here.

I was watching for the bus, but i was not sure if this was the correct place. I was standing in a paved driveway that looped from the main road, which was to the south. The regular busses come to a stop on the main road. I watched several busses pull up to the stop to the south as i waited with the others. I told the woman near me that they were campus busses. I then asked her where the bus went that we were waiting for. A bus then pulled up near us. I thought that these busses must be the rural busses. I pulled my wallet out of my pocket to get my bus card out. I looked at the prices listed on the column near the driver. A sign said that it cost four dollars to ride the bus. It seemed expensive. I would not be able to use my pass, so i looked through my wallet for dollar bills. I had many small bills in my wallet. I also had several yellow receipts. I pulled out the bills to pay the driver.

I thought about the small land that i remembered from before. It was very familiar. It seemed like an island. The mountains rose to the west. They were actually fractal mountains. I felt uneasy thinking about them. I could recreate the mountains, but i realized that i did not know how to do the math anymore. I thought about the equations, but i felt frustrated that i could not figure them out. I was standing on a balcony and the room of the house was to the east of me. I was about to head back into the room when i noticed $A623 doing something on the ground below me. I then locked up to the north. A grassy hill rose very near me, and $A328 was standing on it. I could see her house in the distance near the top of the hill. Many wanted me to do something, but i was not sure that i could. I did not know the math anymore to do the work. $A623 then asked me to act. I felt nervous. I had not memorized the lines. I started to move around the area, which seemed like a stage. I was holding a plastic bowl that had a lid on it. I thought that the plastic cover over the salad bowl had the lines on it, so i might be able to read from it from time to time. I looked at it, but i could not see the lines. I started to worry that i was not prepared for this. I had not really done anything to prepare for this, and that upset me. I thought that my job was video editing, but i then wondered if i had the software to do that job. I felt confused and frustrated, not sure what i was supposed to be doing. I did not feel equipped to do things here. I stood for a moment in the middle of the dirt parking lot, which was to the east of the building. I thought that i should leave here, but then i realized that i would have to walk back to my car. It seemed like a long way. I had taken the bus here, but i would not be able to get a bus back to my car. I then realized that one of the cars in the parking lot was moving. It was backing out of a parking space to the east of me. I quickly got out of the way, heading to the north. I jumped up onto the small dirt mound that was on the northern edge of the dirt lot. $F58 and several other $G4 were to the north. I felt confused. I did not know what i should do.

I sneaked into the large house. This place seemed very exciting and interesting, but i knew that i probably should not be here. The house seemed to have a long narrow yard in the middle of it. I was standing on a balcony on the second floor of the building, and i could see the other side of the building to the south of me. Several people were standing on the balcony on the other side of the building. They seemed to be talking. They wore greek letters on their black and yellow sweatshirts. The black sweatshirts had the yellow letters for Sigma Nu. This house must have been their fraternity house. The house seemed very open, with wide balconies that acted as the corridors. The balconies overlooked the narrow grassy space i the center of the building. Wooden vertical beams ran up the outsides of the balcony, supporting the floors. The wood was nicely stained and polished. I was then on the southern side of the building. I moved down the corridor cautiously. I did not want anyone to see me here. A wide set o wooden stairs ascended to the west. I quickly climbed up them, heading to the third floor of the building. I turned to the north and came into a large empty room. It seemed like a common area. I moved to the northern wall, looking out the large plain windows there. The windows were slanted downward slightly so that one could easily see the ground. I felt nervous because i did not want to get caught here. I also felt excited to see this place. I then heard a noise outside. I looked out the window. The brothers were playing a game on the lawn below. This was why the house seemed so empty. One of the brothers had a powdery-orange bar. He threw it to the east. The others cheered him on. I felt suddenly nervous here. I should get out before the brothers found me here. I ran back through the house, heading for the exit, which i knew was on the eastern end of the long open space in the center of the building. I turned a corner to head down a flight of stairs to the east. To my surprise and shock, a man was sitting on the stairs. I had to get past him, so i pretended that i belonged here and acted casually as i descended. I looked at him as i passed. He wore a white T-shirt and seemed very attractive. He had wavy dark-blond hair. I passed him and hurried for the exit before the other brothers returned.

12015 April 03

I looked to the east at the man. He was doing something that the others did not know about. I knew that he was trying to keep his actions secret from the general public. He seemed to be special in some way, but the others did not know this. I thought that he was some kind of royalty. I knew that i would not tell anyone what the man was doing. I wondered what specifically he was doing, though. I headed to the south as i thought about this, crossing the college campus. I glanced to the east, thinking that the man and his wife had something they were hiding from everyone. I headed toward the white stone building. The man lived on the upper floors of the building, and a shop was in the ground floor. I thought that the man and his wife were hiding a tiger in the apartment. I then spotted the tiger through a square window high on the southern wall of the shop. A set of stairs descended along the eastern side of the shop. The lower section was open to the shop, but the upper steps were hidden behind a white wall. I could see the landing at the top of the stairs. A corridor on another flight of stairs ran to the west from the landing, passing the small square window. The cat was then on the high ledge near the top of the wall. It had descended the main stairs and climbed back into the shop. I told the woman in the shop about the cat, warning her that it could be dangerous. I turned to the east and saw that the tiger was on the steps of the shop. I felt nervous, realizing that we could not get out of the shop without passing the tiger. We had to get out, though. I carefully started up the stairs on the eastern side of the shop. I was nervous because i thought that the tiger might attack.

I sat on the white stone wall, facing north. The man and woman were near me. They were special, but the others in the area did not know about them. They had come here to do something. I thought that they were royalty. The people might be displeased to learn what the royalty were doing here, but i did not think that i should tell anyone. Something about the secret made me uneasy, but i felt that it still should be kept. I also felt special for knowing the secret. I looked to the west, down the short white stone wall that i had been sitting on. It now seemed like a planter. Dry flowers were in the ground just to the south of the wall. They looked like carnations. I ran my hand over the dry petals of the flowers. The small dry petals around the flower started to shed, and it made a strange tingling sound. I thought about the sound. It did not quite seem to fit the event. It seemed out of place.

12015 April 05

I moved around the area, feeling the wind rushing past me. I was with someone else as we headed north, over the rounded hill of dry brown field grass. The sky was very dark to the north and northwest. I thought that it was not really that late in the evening, so it should not have been this dark. I wondered if a storm was coming in. We followed the road as it curved to the northeast on the top of the hill. I stopped on the top of the hill and looked around. The wind from the south seemed very strong. Something made me feel uneasy about the situation. I did not see any obvious storm coming, but i felt that something was about to happen. I talked to the other person about the wind. We were in a large room of the house, but i was still in the field. The walls had large arched windows in them. I looked to the north, seeing dark clouds in the sky. This seemed strange that the sky should be so dark at this time, and i wondered if it had something to do with my eyes being sore. I moved to the northeast, heading up the set of stairs to the next room. I was still talking to the other person, who was with me on the stairs. The wind was blowing from our backs. I stood for a moment, feeling the wind rushing around me. I then turned back to the south and tried to descend the stairs. I looked back up at $A20, who was now at the top of the stairs. He had said something about the stairs being tricky. I looked down at the wooden stairs, which seemed to be made of new wood. I stepped carefully over on them, trying to maintain my balance. I looked down at the land below the stairs. A large wooden structure, which was shaped like a curved goal net, stood on the flat plain surface of the ground. A man was walking past it to the east. He walked to the south of the structure. I noticed that the stairs did not seem to go all the way to the ground. This seemed strange. I took another step and felt myself falling. The stairs had been balanced, but i had changed the weight on them, so they were now tipping forward. I made a noise of caution as i noticed that i was moving toward the top edge of the wooden structure below. The curved part of the structure was covered with red cloth. I put my hands up to catch myself on the structure, but i slid under it as the stairs landed heavily on the ground. I looked up to the north to see if $A20 was all right. He was far enough up the stairs that the wooden bar did not hit him. My weight had tipped the stairs back to the ground, and i said something about this to $A20.

I talked to the other person as i ran up the stairs to the north. The stairs seemed to be on the eastern side of the house. A strong wind was blowing from the south, so i thought that the windows in the house must be open. The wind felt cool, and it maintained a consistent flow. I reached the top of the stairs and turned into the room to the east. This place seemed to have something to do with$P19. I told the other person about the wind, and i thought that we would have to close the windows so that it did not get too cold in the room. I headed to the south. The windows were set at the ends of small corridors in the southern wall. I walked to one window. I could feel the strong wing blowing in through the wooden grating, which was formed of diagonal curving wood. I realized that the wind was actually blowing fairly consistently. This seemed very strange. It was not normal for the wind to keep plowing like this. It felt as though a fan were blowing air on me. I looked out the window at the dull landscape around me. The yard was grayish tan, like early spring, and the young trees along the western side were leafless. I watched the branches for a moment, but did not see any movement. Was it possible that the wind could blow like this for so long? I tried pulling the window down, but i realized that the windows did not actually have any glass in it. A wooden board had been attached to the inside of the window to block the flow of the air. I would have to pull the board down. I tried moving something over the front of the window, but it did not seem to work. I then noticed that the top of the window also did not have any glass. Even if i pulled the board down, the air would come over the top of the window. I would have to put the other board back up. I wondered how i could secure it. I looked around for something to secure the window with. I thought that i would need nails to support the thin piece of wood. I found a thumbtack on the floor and picked it up. It looked like a push pin with a short pin. I had seen the other metallic object on the floor and thought that it could be an actual thumbtack. I would have to pick it up to use it. I tried to secure the board. The push pin i had picked up seemed like a large screw now. The screw must have been embedded in the front part of the pin. I pushed the screw into the hole on the western side of the central wooden crossbeam of the window. I then looked around for a second screw to put on the other side. The person came into the room from the north and said something to me. I looked around on the floor for the other tack, but did not want to appear to be looking for it too much. Instead, i inserted the second screw into the left hole and tried to put the board on top of it. Something was not working properly.

12015 April 06

I moved around the creek area, where the others were doing something. The shallow stony creek was to the south of us, and the land rose only slightly to a lawn and small building to the northeast. The road seemed to run to the west from where we were. I talked with the others about something. I then had to leave to the west to do something. I came into the room where my parents were. I looked to the south. This place was an auditorium, and people were doing something on the stage. A song was playing, and it was making a joke about the Pope. I looked at the people in the center of the stage. The music then changed, and a spotlight shined on the western side of the stage, illuminating the Pope, who was sitting in a wheelchair. He rolled into the center of the stage. I commented on how the Pope seemed to be a very nice man. As the pope reached the center of the stage, the lyrics of the song started singing “The Devil made me do it.” The Pope laughed. I commented to the person to the east of me. I was not sitting in a chair. I looked back up to see the Pope swinging a golden scepter at a nun, who was sitting with other church officials on the eastern side of the stage, facing west. The Pope seemed to be hitting the nun, but i knew that this could not be true. The Pope stopped for a moment, and then started laughing and swinging the scepter again. The nun held up her arms in defense. I told my mother, who was sitting to the west of me, that this was funny. I then said that i had to go. I moved to the east of my mother so that i was standing in the wide aisle. Others had started moving toward the stage to talk to the Pope. I told my mother that i had to leave, and i started to hand her the kitchen knife and the wooden spoon. I had made chili, and i told my mother that it was ready. I knew that someone would mistake the chili as a gift for the Pope. A man came from the east and grabbed the kitchen utensils that i was trying to hand to my mother. This was how the mistake was made. They were security guards, and they mistook the utensils as a gift to the Pope. I let them take them, and i headed to the east and then north. I crossed the empty room, heading for the stairs on the northern side. The golden retriever watched me with interest as i crossed the room. I thought that i was at my grandmother’s house, and this was her dog. I thought that it wanted to go outside. I did not have time to take it, so i stepped over the short gate at the top of the stairs and headed down the stairs. I could not see the steps easily, but i knew that they were short. I jumped down the second flight, which turned back to the south on the eastern side of the first short flight. I knew that a landing was there, so i landed on it. I then headed down the third flight to the north. I had to get going, but i started to feel bad for the dog. It was still early in the morning, so the dog would have to wait for my grandmother.

12015 April 07

I was in the small room on the northern side of the building. The room seemed a little run down. Someone was talking about the man, who was standing to the west of me. I looked at him as the person talked about his music. The man held his CDs in his hand, and a band was standing behind him. They seemed to be in the middle of playing, but there was no music. The person said that the man’s music was god, but it was always with a specific genre. The band was playing now on the western side of the room, which seemed like an old abandoned classroom. I thought that we were in a classroom on the western side of the school. I stood near the eastern wall of the room. Someone was just to the southwest of me. I said something to him. The band was now standing along the southern wall of the room. They were playing punk music. I started to feel a little nervous, thinking that they should probably not be playing loud music in the room. The officials of the school might not know that the band was in here, and i thought that they might be vey upset that they were playing loud rock music. They would consider it disruptive. I did not want to get caught in the room with the band. I was sure they would get in trouble. I headed to the north, into the next room. I would have to pretend not to be a part of this group. The door in the western end of the southern wall then opened up. A woman looked into the room. She seemed very upset. I knew that she must have been one of the administrators of the school. She was here to throw the band out. I retreated into the northern room, thinking that i should hide so that i did not get taken as well. I pulled the door behind me. I felt trapped, though, knowing that the others would come into the room to clear us out. I wondered what i should do. I noticed the small bathroom to the east, so i ran into it, thinking that i could hide. I felt panicked, not sure what i should do. I stayed in the bathroom for a moment, but i could not tell if anyone had come into the northern room, nor could i hear whether the band had been taken from the room to the south. I wondered if the authorities had come in yet. I headed back into the main part of the northern room. It seemed as though it had been a while, so i thought that i should get my things together so that i could escape the room before they came in. I started packing my things, feeling that i had to take them with me. I was very upset. I hurriedly stuffed things into my bags. I then realized that i had a lot of things here. I started to feel anxious and upset, thinking that i would not be able to take all of my things with me. I picked up several bags and brought them to the north, thinking that i would have to sneak out the window. I then hurried back into the small room to the east to get the rest of my things. I spotted the large trunk against the southern wall. I did not knowhow i would carry it with me. I would have to take things to my car in sections. I headed to the west, back out into the main room. I stopped suddenly in the doorway when i realized people were opening the door in the southern wall of the main room. I was suddenly worried that the authorities had come to check this room for me. The older woman in the doorway did not seem to be looking for me, though. She seemed hispanic, and she was dressed in dark-gray work clothes. Several other women came in after her. They seemed like migrant workers. I realized that the authorities had already gone. These people were migrant workers, and they had been brought in to clean. They did not seem to care that i was in the room. The woman who had led the others into the room realized that i was still here, but she seemed sympathetic toward me. She said that i should go out the window. Her English was not great, but she weakly motioned toward the window in the northern wall. I tried to tell her that i had too many things. I was trying to take my things with me. I realized that the cleaning crew did not care that i was here, and they seemed to want me to get out before the others captured me. I hurriedly packed some more of my things, and i carried a bag out the window in the northern wall. The ground outside was not that far below the window, so i could easily step out. I carried my things to the north, thinking that it was actually a little way to my car. I dropped the bags by the car and turned back to the north. The car was to the south of the building now. The building looked like an old red barn. I seemed to be in the country, with rolling hills in the distance. I felt nervous, thinking that the authorities might see me. I then saw a man walking toward the building from the west. He seemed to be crossing a corral. A dog trotted along at his side. I could not let them see me, and i became worried that the dog would notice me. I ran back to the building and leaned against the wall to stay out of view. The building now seemed to be an open structure, with thick exposed vertical beams. I moved to the north of the southern wall, staying behind a small section of the wall that blocked an opening in the inner wall to the north of me. The man walked into the building, and i could see him as he passed to the east of me, heading north. He did not notice me, and the dog followed him in. I felt relaxed. The man disappeared inside, and i could see another man sitting at a table. The second man faced west, and the first man waved to him as he walked to the west of the table. The hound dog followed the first man, but turned at the table and started back in my direction. I felt suddenly scared that the dog would find me. The dog stopped in the doorway and stared at me. The first man walked back to the south and stopped by the door. He wore a blue flannel shirt, and he put his hands on his hips as he started at me. I was frightened because i was caught.

12015 April 08

The man told the woman that she should go north again. She had not spent enough time in the north to understand what it was like. It was a different culture up there. I knew that this was all part of a story. The man had a very long life, but the woman was a regular human. This story seemed like fantasy. I watched the woman walk slowly to the north. She was an animated character, and she was drawn like a character from an old Disney movie. Her skin was blue, and she wore white clothing on her tall slender form. She had long dark hair that hung over her shoulders. A white streak in her hair ran down the left side of her head. She was getting older, and the man wanted her to experience the north because he thought it was wonderful. People were around the woman now as she walked along the narrow road. The large number of people formed a slowly moving procession. The view panned to the north, and i could see the great line of people stretching tot he north across the oddly colored landscape. The hills and rolling ground were colorful but dark. Some of the others then warned about “sparky”. I looked up to see an angel hovering over some of the people to the northeast. The angel was electrocuting people with bolts of lightning. He was keeping control of the crowd through oppression. Someone told the woman in a low voice to walk as if weary. The angel was only shocking people who seemed too alert and energetic. The view then showed the woman trudging along with the rest of the crowd. She was now wearing a black robe. The invaders had come to this place, and they stole the energy of the inhabitants. Sometimes they would steal enough to kill the person, but they usually kept the victims alive so that they could steal more later. I remembered hearing about the invaders. They were machines, and they came to dominate the humans. The road curved to the west, and i moved past the people who walked solemnly along. I felt uneasy for them, but this still seemed to be a story. I then noticed the trucks and cars along the sides of the road. They sat facing the road. Their headlights were eyes, and they watched the people. They were the mechanical invaders. I looked over the cars and trucks, realizing that they looked rusted and dilapidated. I thought that they had all lost energy by now. It had been such a long time since people came to the north. The road curved to the south, through a small town where the old brick buildings were close to the road. Everything was brown and dark. I looked at all of the mechanical beings. Everything in the town was stopped, but the people did not realize it yet. The people would be safe here, but they did not yet discover this. I thought that the woman would meet the scientist here. I remembered him from before. She would mention to him her husband, the centaur. I could see him now to the east, standing among some of the people. Someone was talking. I was standing on the western side of the small room. I moved to the south to pick up some of my things. The cats were playing on the table that was in the center of the office. I continued packing my things to leave the area, watching the kittens play from time to time. They ran across the rectangular table, skidding on the smooth surface. One of them jumped up and grabbed on to a light bulb, which was part of the simple light fixture. The cat swinged on the light in play. I watched them for a moment, finding their play funny. The kitten climbed up the light bulbs, which were hanging from the electric lines. I hoped that the kitten did not fall. It might get hurt.

12015 April 10

I stood to the east of the building with a few other people, waiting to go in. $F45 was with me, and he complained that we had been waiting too long. I felt annoyed and frustrated with him because he kept complaining. I turned away from him and talked to the other person instead. We then headed to the east, into the science museum. My father was with me. We had been to this place before, and i remembered the exhibits that were here. I thought about the exhibits for a moment as i moved to the east. I had entered a small rectangular room. The walls were pale, and items seemed to be arranged on the shelfs that ran along the walls. The room was full of people. A man was sitting in a small booth to the south of me. He seemed to be selling tickets to the museum. I knew that it was free to get into the museum, so i thought that he must have been just taking donations. I felt that i should give some money, but i pretended that i was unaware of why the man was there, and i continued walking to the west, into the room. I came into the small exhibit room. People were talking around me, but i became distracted by the things around me. The young girl then said something to me. She was sitting on the floor to the west of me. I looked around, realizing that i had wandered out of the white oval exhibit room and into a living room to the west. This place seemed like a private residence. The girl wore a plain dress, and she sat with one leg bent behind her and the other in front of her. She faced south. I realized that she had been playing with the toys that were scattered on the floor. Her right hand held a partially eaten sandwich, which she turned to nibble on. This was her playroom. A white couch was just to the north of the girl, facing south. I felt uneasy, thinking that i was in a private residence. The girl chatted with me as if she was familiar with people walking into her playroom. Something about the girl seemed very interesting. This house seemed upper-class and possibly British. The girl seemed very social and smart. I backed to the east so that i was in the doorway between the private residence and the public museum. A sign stood on a short metal pole on the left side of the doorway. It said that the area beyond was private. The girl said something to me, and i started talking to her again. I then realized that i was again standing in the middle of the living room with the toys on the floor. I thought that i should not be here, so i turned to the east to leave. $F45 was standing on the eastern side of the room, just behind the corner of the white couch. He was talking to an older woman, who seemed to be the owner of the house. I looked around at the formal decorations of the living room again. We were visiting this place. I spoke to the girl again, amused by her intelligent replies. I moved to the west. The couch was now facing to the west, and the room opened up to the north. It seemed to be an L-shaped room. The tall thin woman with white hair was there. I knew that she trusted me in her house because i understood her culture. It felt nice to be in such a nice place. The young girl moved around on the floor. I thought that she was special. She chatted with us conversationally, and then she offered me a sandwich. I was not sure if i should accept the sandwich. I did not want it, but it seemed impolite to tell the girl no. I sat down on the couch, just to the southern side of the couch. $F45 was sitting to the north of me. The young girl walked back to the western side of the room to play as we talked to the older woman. This house was a large stone mansion, owned by a wealthy person. I started pacing as $F45 chatted with the woman. I walked to the north and started talking with the people there. They were gathered in the room. They too had been invited here for something. We moved to the west a little as we chatted. We were now on the stone terrace outside the house. The old wooden-framed french doors were to the east of us now. The stone mansion seemed impressive, though i could not see west of it. The terrace was made of large slate slabs and was surrounded by a short stone wall. The wall seemed to have shorter sections where two or three wooden bars crossed from the adjacent taller sections. The stone of the terrace seemed old and worn but well kept. I moved to the west as i talked with the other person. Our interaction seemed formal, and i was still aware that this was a formal gathering. I looked to the west, noticing a run-down white plaster house down the hill from the terrace. The house was rather close. It had a large sliding glass door on the side facing us, with a small patio outside. I remembered this house from before. I had visited people at the house for a party. The patio was made of cement paving stones, and darkly stained beams reached out from the house, stretching over part of the patio. The patio was on the northwestern side of the terrace that we were on. I remembered being at a party on that patio with theater people. I told $F45 that we had been at that house before. He looked, but did not remember the house. I said that we had gone to a party on the patio of the house. I then wondered what the other people around us would think about this. The white house was probably considered a residence for poor people. I wondered if the people here would laugh at me because i admitted to being in the house. I looked at the small white cement house. It looked old and worn. The walls now looked dirty. Something was in the large window, but i could not quite make out what it was, but it made the house looked disheveled. The patio had leafs on it, and it was now cluttered with old furnishings. I suddenly wondered if the white house was on the grounds of the mansion that i was visiting. I started to wonder if i should not have mentioned the party by the theater people. A woman near me then mentioned the theater people and asked if that was whom i had been with. I felt uneasy answering, but i told her that i had been with theater people. I thought that $A641 had been renting the house and that he had invited us there. I then clarified that i had not been in a play with them at the time. I said that i had met them previously and had been invited to the party. I looked back to the east at the stone face of the mansion. The rich people had been on vacation when the theater people had the party. I wondered if they had known that the party had happened. I felt awkward now with the conversation. The elegantly dressed woman with long blond hair was to the east of me now. She said that she remembered the theater people. I looked around the terrace at the other people with us. The terrace now seemed to be a large city plaza. The stone building was now to the west of the plaza, and the rocks of the ground and buildings had suddenly changed to have a red hue. We were in a city. A wall ran along the northern side of the square, with a gap that led to the street below. Something was happening now. I felt suddenly focused and aware. I focused on a man who was standing atop a building to the north of the plaza. He had dark skin and fuzzy hair. He wore a dirty tan T-shirt and had baggy combat pants. He looked down over the plaza, where the people still gathered. I suddenly wondered why i was suspicious of him, and i wondered if it was because he was “black”. I then heard the sound of guns to the east, and the people in the plaza started to run to the west in a panic. The man on the wall was the leader of a terrorist group. I knew that this was a trap. I told the man with me that we could not run with the crowd. The terrorists were trying to surround the crowd by herding them into the confined area. I told $Z that we had to run to the north. We ran down the wide stairs from the plaza. As we reached the street, i could see a group of gunmen coming from the west. They moved southeast, toward the plaza. They would want to catch us as well. This city seemed to be in Kenya. Everything was worn, and the stone seemed to be orange sandstone. I grabbed $Z’s hand and ran north, down a very narrow alley. We had to get out of sight of the gunmen before they could come after us. I knew that we did not quite fit in here. I was tense as we moved swiftly through the narrow alleys. We did not pass any people. I thought that these corridors were access roads or water channels. People did not use them. We rushed don the spaces between the buildings. [We were then on a street to the west. We stopped near a market. The buildings on the eastern side of the street were tall and plain, and they had old shops in the first floors. The windows of the shops seemed to have aluminium frames. People were crowded in the shops and restaurants. The space to the west of the north-to-south street seemed open, with reddish dirt ground, but something was there that blocked the view. Overpasses seemed to run overhead. We had to get out of this place. I acted calm so that the people around us did not know that we were running from the gunmen. Everyone seemed to be Arabic now. They wore long robes, and they turned and watched us silently. We had come out of an alley from the east. I thought that we could take one of the cars here and drive out of the city. The people seemed afraid of us, and i thought that they worried about the gunmen coming for them if they helped us. Someone then motioned us to one of the cars. I thought that the people here were going to help us. I started to feel relaxed, thinking that we had escaped the gunmen who were chasing us. A white SUV came up the street from the south. I looked down as i walked to the south, in front of one of the shops. I did not want to stand out here, in case someone could report back to the gunmen. I thought that these people did not yet know about the terrorist attack, so they would not really know that we were running from the gunmen. I then heard the SUV turn around to the north of us. Something was wrong. I looked to the north to see several vans now blocking the streets. Heavy vehicles were coming from the south. Someone had told the gunmen that we were here. I felt frightened. I wondered what we could do.] Something changed, and i ran to the north, down the hallway. I was now in a different location, but the gunmen were still after me. We had somehow teleported to a new area. We went into the small room and had come out here. I told the other person that we had to use the closet to get to the someplace else, but i did know where we should go. The small closet was at the northern end of a hallway. I knew that the gunmen would follow us here. We had to get into the closet and leave before they could see where we went. We ran to the south, along the eastern side of the building. The hallway seemed to be on the upper floor of the building, just under the eves. I was aware of the warmer climate around us as we rushed down the hall. At the southeastern corner of the house, i stepped up a step in the hallway and rounded the corner to the west. We were inside a building, but the ocean seemed to be to the southeast of us. I thought that we had teleported to the building. I told $Z that it was in Palo Alto or the Bahamas. I felt rushed and thought that we had to get out of here. The corridor turned to the north, and i ran down it to the center of the building. A closet was ahead of me, and i rushed into it. The door did not reach the floor, making the closet seem like a changing room booth. I stood in the booth for a minute, but suddenly thought that there was no such thing as a magical teleporter. I could not escape so easily. I looked out, worrying about what we should do. $Z stepped into the small closet. I worried that the gunmen were coming. I did not know what to do. Impatient, i pulled open the closet door. To my surprise, $Z had disappeared. I quickly stepped into the booth, hoping that i could teleport as well. I closed my eyes and focused, but it did not seem to be working. I felt upset. Then something felt different. I headed back to the south. The corridor looked the same, but something had changed. I worried that i had not gone anywhere. I came to the corner and looked to the east. The corridor still turned to the north on the eastern side of the building. I then remembered that a low shelf had been near the step, which was just around the corner. The shelf had power tools on it. I remembered seeing a drill and an electric circular saw. They were gone now. Something had changed. I looked down the corridor to the north. Stairs now descended down the hall. I walked down the steps. The room opened up to the east of me, and i looked out over a dining room of a fancy restaurant. White lace curtains hung near the ceiling, and the lamps seemed to be dull yellow. As i descended to the wooden floor, i noticed that the people sitting around the restaurant were formally dressed. The women wore heavy black dresses and the men wore jackets. They were all dressed as if they were from Victorian England. I thought hat the details in the room were very elegant, and i focused on the woodwork and objects, thinking that i had to remember this scene in as much detail as i could. I had been transported back in time. I felt delighted to see this. I continued to the north, descending a further set of stairs to a lower level. The black floor of the lower level was marble, and it contrasted with the white of the steps. I stopped at the bottom of the steps and ran back up, unsure whether i should be in this place. I then descended again, again looking at all the details of the Victorian room. I then descended into the lower level to the north. The woman was with me. I turned to look back to the south. The second floor at the top of the stairs was open to the large room i was in. A flat wall below supported the edge of the upper level. I felt fascinated by everything i was seeing, and i told this to the woman.

12015 April 11

I stood on the northern side of the gorge. The rock wall had a reddish hue. We were in the gorge, but the water was still about three or four meters below us. I talked with the people on the ledge with me. A steep waterfall was just to the southeast of us. The top of the falls curved from the cliff wall to the southeast of us to the wall to the south of us. I looked to the west and saw a man in the water. The river was moving quickly, and he was being swept downstream. I felt suddenly worried, and i pointed out the man to the others. The man disappeared from view below us. I moved to the edge to see where he had gone. I reached the edge but could not see him. He must have gone over the waterfall. I told the others to call emergency. I felt worried that the man was being swept downstream. As i got closer to the edge, i could see over the waterfall. I could not see the bottom of the falls, but i noticed that a net was stretched across the falls, about three meters below the top of the falls. The man was caught in the net. I felt relieved. We would still have to call emergency so that he could be rescued.

I was watching the movie with my parents in the cinema. The cartoon movie was just ending, and we were getting up to leave. The funny cartoon was still playing to the south of us on the large screen. As we reached the northern end of the cinema, another cartoon came on. It was a trailer for an upcoming film. I thought that it must be a sequel. The cartoon characters on the screen joked about something, commenting about eating pants. I knew that it was a sexual joke. The children in the audience would not get the entire joke, but they would be able to laugh at it. I thought that my parents would like it. I left the cinema and headed into the crowd to the north. The lawn to the north of the building was wide. I headed to the northwest. I watched the ground as i walked, avoiding the puddles of water between the areas of grass. Looking ahead of me, i could see that ponds were scattered across the field. I would have to avoid them. It was dark, but i could see sky light reflected off of the water. A forested hill was to the west of me, and the trees now seemed to circle the ponds. The hill had a strange shape to it. I thought that the hill was really some strange matter squeezing out of the Earth. I was now in a cement basement, looking at the water coming up through the floor. I could tell people that it was from extraterrestrial influences. A ship then appeared.

I started walking across the field, heading to the north. A red rope stretched across the grass from east to west. I jumped on the center of the rope. It stretched to the ground. I had expected to break it, but it would not break. I wondered how i could break the rope.

12015 April 12

I leaned back and looked up at the ceiling. My mother and grandmother were sitting to the south of me in the lounge chair. We seemed to be outside, but i could see the metallic roof above us. The roof ran from east to west and seemed to be composed of rectangular panels. The panels were reflective, and i could see the distorted images of my mother and grandmother. The image seemed very bright. It also shimmered, as if reflections of light from water were flickering across it. My mother was wearing something white, and she seemed rounded in the reflection. I wondered if she really as that big. I moved my arms, paddling in the water. I was reclined in a boat, looking at the sky. The boat was in a narrow river that ran through the red rocky canyon. I paddled, pushing the water to the east. I then thought that i should row as if rowing a boat. I started pulling with my arms, and the boat moved to the east. I mentioned something to the other person. Something then changed. It seemed that the water started moving quickly to the west. I was paddling east, but the water was moving us faster to the west. I wondered what had happened to make the water suddenly start moving.

12015 April 14

I stood to the south of the table, playing with the carved pieces of wood that were on the surface. Words were carved into the pieces of brown wood, and i was taking the carving apart and putting it back together. The thin pieces of wood fit together to form a curved design. I looked at the simple words on the pieces of wood. I thought that they were intended to be rearranged into poems. The shape of the poem would be defined by which words were picked. I moved the wooden pieces around, playing with the wooden slot. I wanted to form something nice. The man to the east of me then asked me about the shell. I started describing the thin tiles that i was playing with. I was in a bed now, looking at the table in my lap. The bed was against the southern wall of the room. I was trying to talk to the people in the room. A man came into the room from the east. I explained something to him, and then i hugged him. He let go and walked to the north. I thought about when i hugged him. He felt different than i had expected. He felt chunky, as though something were stuffed in his clothes. I got out of bed and started to the north. I realized that the man that i had been talking to was my grandfather. He was now standing in the corridor to the north, vacantly staring through the doorway of the room. I knew that he had trouble remembering what he was doing. He was confused by the situation. I told the others in the room the he was sick. As i approached the doorway, he shuffled to the west, down the hall. I stepped into the hall to look after him. $A412 was in the hallway to the west of me. He noticed my grandfather and then turned to me to ask questions. I felt uneasy near him and tried to leave as he asked the questions. I tried to move away from him, but i was now on a train. I was standing in the train car and could not easily move down the length of the car. A young girl was standing just to the north of me. She was very close to me, and i felt uncomfortable with the closeness. I thought that she might be uncomfortable with an older man standing so close to her. I tired to move away from her, but the train car as too full. I looked out the window of the train to the north. The train was very high off the ground. It made me feel uncomfortable. I described what i was seeing to no one in particular. I realized that the train was moving around inside a building. It seemed to be on a track that was elevated on cement trusses. The girl near me mentioned the corridors in the building. The train would be passing through them. I looked to the west, and i could see the openings of tunnels high in the gray stone wall. The train then stopped at the platform, and everyone started moving quickly to the north. I started running with them, thinking that i had to catch them. I had to get to the other transportation before it left. The crowd pushed through the old wooden doors to the north. Some of the other people started getting rough and impatient. I passed through the doors and came into the small store room. I remembered this scene from before. These people were prisoners, and they were trying to get seats in the room. I remembered that they would have to switch chairs every once and a while. I talked about this, describing the scene i remembered. The men in the room started to get rough. I complained to one of them, saying that people were being too rough. The man seemed to respond to me.

12015 April 15

I rode my bicycle to the east, through the city area. The buildings on the sides of the street were tall and seemed like stores or businesses. I rode along the very edge of the road. I was unsure about riding on the road. It seemed dangerous because i thought the drivers in the city would not want bikers on their street. I remembered coming this way before. I rode close to the buildings as i speeded down the street. I then noticed that strings were dangling from overhead. I had swinged from the strings the last time i had come this way. I continued to the east, across the long wooden porch of the building. I pulled myself forward using the thick purple ropes. I seemed to be climbing into the buildings. It now seemed to be late in the evening, and i was in the laboratory. The others were still leaving the building. I moved down the hallway, wondering if i should be here. I moved around the room, looking at the things on the black lab tables. To the north of me, several things were hanging on metal racks. A woman was to the southeast of me. She talked about the sales of the items. She told me that these things were not like the ones in the other places. I felt uneasy about the woman. She seemed bigoted in some way. I knew that she was being demeaning when she spoke about the objects, saying that they were not as good as the others. I felt annoyed by her, thinking that the objects she preferred were from her Baptist church. She was a religious extremist. I ignored her and adjusted the way one of the items was hanging. I then continued to the north. I left the room and walked down the street of the city. I was heading to the north, but i thought that i really wanted to head to the west. I remembered being in that part of the city before. I pictured the area of the city, remembering that it was on a river. I could see the curve in the river now as it passed through the gray buildings of the city. The river curved from the southwest to the east, running just to the north of me. The park area should have been just to the west, in the curve of the river. As i neared the river to the north of me, however, i could see that the river was coming from the northeast and flowing to the west. A paved path ran along the southern shore, but it ended at a tall black chain-link fence, which was to the west. This was not the area that i recognized. The buildings were low and old. They seemed residential, but they did not look familiar. I must be to the east of where i was before. The river was narrower here. I tried to picture the river that i remembered, that i wanted to get back to. I looked to the east to see if i recognized any of the buildings, but i was having trouble seeing things. Something seemed to be blocking my vision. I then realized that a large dark-gray cement-block wall stood just to the west of me. I headed to the north-northeast, walking into the grassy park on the riverbank. The others were to the northeast of me. The grass in the center of the park was tall and dry, but still dull green. Two old trucks sat in the field, just to the southwest of an overgrown bush. They seemed to be from the 1950s and looked a little rusted. The red one on the west faced south, and the tan one to the east faced west. The tan one had its hood open. I remembered these trucks. They were part of an art exhibit. I remembered that the painting on which the exhibit was based was painted in rust tones. The rusted painting was famous. I walked to the north of the cars, following the length of the park along the shore of the river. The grass in the park here was now golden in color, and it looked picturesque. This place was called Heritage Park. The others were still to the northeast of me. I could not see them now because a large bush blocked my view, but i could hear their voices. I turned to the east and walked through the taller grass, watching the bush as i passed to the north of it. I felt good here. I then heard singing from somewhere in the park. The male voice was singing a slow song, which reminded me of “Wonderful World”. It felt good to be here. I headed back to the west, skipping through the grass. This place made me feel happy. I imagined that i could hold hands with my lover as i walked. I continued to the west, toward the end of the field.

12015 April 16

I had been in the house with $F1, but i felt uncomfortable and had to leave. $A425 had been talking to me, and it seemed that she liked me. I thought that $P1 might be upset by this, but i was not sure what i should do about it. I wanted to be out of the house to end the situation. I headed to the south, walking across the long grassy lawn, which seemed to be behind the house. I knew that $F1 would be after me, and i worried that he would be angry. I hurried to the south, thinking that i might be able to get out of sight behind the many bushes that were around the yard before $F1 came out of the house. He was following me, and he caught up with me in the yard. He seemed upset, and i was not sure how to react to him.

I was walking through the corridors of $P7, talking to someone on the western side of the building. We were in a dimly lighted cement corridor, which seemed to be in the basement level of the building. The cement walls seemed dusty and the floor not sweeped. The corridor widened near us, opening up to the south a little. An exit door seemed to be just to the west of us, and the corridor back into the center of the building ran to the east. A woman was crouching down near the southern wall to the southeast of me. She was arranging cardboard boxes on the ground. I thought that she was folding them down so that they could be recycled. I felt that i had something to do as well, but i was not sure what it was. I turned and started to the west, but realized that i could go no further in the corridor. I felt a little confused, suddenly realizing that i was not sure where in $P7 i was. The building had changed over the years, and this corridor looked unfamiliar. I should have been in the stairwell on the western side of the building, but this place did not look like a stairwell. I then noticed a crude tunnel leading to the north, at the western end of the corridor. It should not have been there, so i thought that it was a new corridor and that it must have been added recently. I looked around, deciding that this must be the western end of $P7, even though it did not look right. This had to be a stairwell. I looked around but could not see any stairs. The walls had been nicely plastered from what i remembered, but they must have been stripped for the construction. I thought that the new corridor to the north must go to the newly added building to the north, which seemed like a sports building. I looked to the south, thinking that the stairs must ascend from here. I could not see any stairs, though, and i wondered if they would really have been removed. I then noticed metal stubs running diagonally up the western wall to the south. They seemed to be small rackets where the railing had attached to the wall. I felt more confident that i knew where i was now. The stairs must have been removed in the remodeling, but the metal brackets for the railing were still showing. I felt excited to see this new place. I wanted to know how things had changed. I turned to the north, thinking that i should walk up the corridor to see the news atrium in the next building. I started down the corridor, noticing a family approaching me from the north. They had a teenage boy with them.

12015 April 17

I was sitting in the car, which was facing south, to the east of the house. The house seemed like my parents’ house. I had come back to my parents to do something, but i was waiting for something to happen. I felt a little impatient. As i got out of the car, it was now night. I felt anxious. I did not want to go into my parents’ house right now. I thought that my parents had just gotten back from someplace. I watched them walk to the house. My father was holding the cat in his arms. My mother said that they had taken the cat to the veterinarian because something was wrong with it. She seemed to say that the cat had something in its paw or that there was something else wrong with the cat. I felt bad for the cat, hoping that it was feeling better. My father set the cat down, and i started walking along the back of the chair, which was against the western wall of the room. I was upset that the cat was injured. I watched it moved across the wooden chair. It stopped near me, and i could see that something large was stuck in its front paw. The yellow object looked like a screwdriver. The cat held out the paw as it paused. I felt upset, wondering why we did not just pull the screwdriver out of the paw. The cat seemed sad, and it looked like $X4 or $X1. I started pacing on the porch, which was set into the eastern side of the house. I thought about what we should do for the cat. I looked back at the cat. My father was now holding the cat in his arms. He was trying to take care of the cat. I hoped that he pulled the thing out of we paw. My mother then said that it would be easier if we pulled it out and bandaged up the cat. I moved toward my father. He was sitting on the wooden bench on the porch, which was facing east. The cat was on the bench to the north of him, and he was pulling on the cat’s whiskers. This seemed strange. I wondered why he was pulling on the whiskers when he should have been pulling on the screwdriver. It did not make sense. I then realized that the can was unconscious on the bench. I thought that my father must have been trying to revive the cat by pulling at the whiskers. I watched for a moment. My father pulled on the whiskers on the cat’s right side, pulling off the nose with the whiskers. He then blew into the nose. He was trying to revive the cat, and this was a way to do that. I felt upset, thinking that it must hurt the cat. The cat woke up suddenly, surprise on its face. Its eyes opened wide and it looked up at my father. I felt bad, thinking that the cat was suffering. It would now not be able to smell. I wondered how we could fix this. It seemed like a terrible problem.

12015 April 18

I ran to the north, on the eastern side of the small cabin. Something was happening here, and i was cautious. The bad guy was inside the cabin, and he was coming for the other man, who was to the south of me. The man to the south was a friend of mine. I looked through a window to the west to see the man inside. He was a werewolf, and he was slowly walking toward the door that i was looking through. I backed to the north a little. I then saw the man coming from behind me. I did not want him to get hurt, but i was not sure what to do. The man then had fur and a dog-like face. He was a werewolf himself. I moved toward him suddenly, trying to talk to him psychically to warn him about the man inside. As i reached him, placing my hands on his shoulders, the man inside moved out and attacked. The motion froze for a moment as i sent the man a message. I pictured the mushrooms. Several images of the dried mushrooms appeared. They were on the tray. They had special properties, and they were what made the man turn into the wolf. I warned the man about them, trying to focus on what they could do. The man from inside had something to do with the power in the mushrooms, and he was using them to control my friend. I was then in the cottage. It was dark out, and i was alone. I mixed the liquid in the bowls. The liquid was some kind of antitoxin that would overcome the effects of the werewolf. I squeezed a dropper of a liquid into one of the bowls. The bowl seemed to have multiple compartments inside. The main part of the bowl was filled with a clear liquid, but the small round section on the southwestern side had a clear light-blue liquid in it. As i mixed the liquids, i thought that the mixture was not quite correct. It would cure the werewolf effect, but i did not want to change my friend back into a human. I was trying to do something else. I was then aware of someone to the east of me. I could see a light outside the windows to the west. I quickly crouched down behind the end of the couch, which was to the west of me, facing south. The light shined in the widow. I felt afraid that the person would see that i was in here. As the light panned to the north, i noticed that i had left one of the bowls on top of the back of the couch. I quickly reached up and pulled it down. The light panned back in my direction and stopped, shining on the couch. I tried to stay hidden, but, as i looked down at my body, the light seemed to be shining on my right hip and leg. I became afraid that the person would see me. I tried to stay low behind the couch, but the light remained on me.

I ran to the west, leaving the other and heading back to where i had come from. I was running across the yard to the north of the house. Several cars were parked in the yard, facing east to west. I ran over the top of them. I thought about the young man who had been running with us. He seemed rather attractive, and i was interested in him. I then thought that i had been interested in several men who had been running with us. I was focusing now on the young man, who i thought was nicely muscled. I should not have changed focus so much. If i just stayed focused on one man, i thought that i probably might be able to start a relationship with him. I jumped over the hood of the tan car that i had just run across, looking ahead to see a tall black pick-up truck in front of me. It had chrome roll bars at the back of the cab. I thought about the young man as i ran around the northern side of the truck. I came to the western end of the area, where the land dropped off. The land to the west seemed to be a cement water channel. The channel ran to the north of where i was, but it widened on the western side of the area. I would have to head north to where the gate. A blue thick round metal railing ran across the top of the drop-off to the west. It crossed the narrow water channel. The paved parking lot was to the east of it. Just on the northern side of the channel, a gap in the fence let people pass through on the running path. I was heading for the path, but a group of people reached the gate just as i started crossing the bridge. I felt a little annoyed that i would have to wait for them to get through the gate before i could pass. I wanted to continue running. $A510 then jogged toward me from the east. I greeted him and said something about the gate. I told him that i was jogging. When i reached the gate, some of the others had already started jogging to the northwest, across the grassy yard, but a few had started down the steep ladder into the water channel to the south of the gate. I would have to climb down the ladder with the rest of the people. I said something to $A510 about the fact that i was running again as i reached forward for the thin blue metal railing. I started down the steep circular stairs that descended into the gorge. I rounded the steps and headed east a little to get to the bottom of the ramp that would lead back to the west. As i turned to the west, i noticed the parallel blue metal bars running in an up-and-down wave to the northwest. They had small hand grips along them where we were supposed to swing. I grabbed the bars and started pulling myself forward. My arms were down, grabbing the bars near my hips, but i still had to pull myself forward. I suddenly thought that i might not be strong enough to do this, but i struggled forward. It was part of my exercise.

I was in the fancy hotel with the other person, who seemed like my mother. She had rented a room here. It seemed like a nice place to stay. I moved to the south as my mother talked with another man in the northeastern section of the room. I remembered that this hotel had a great view of the Hudson River valley, which seemed to be to the north of Albany. I remembered seeing the river flowing past the window of our room. We were in a lobby of the hotel now, and we seemed to be on the second floor. The southern wall of the room was a large window, and i could see rolling green tree-covered hills to the south of us. The hills had a wide gap between them, which was spanned by a tall green suspension bridge. This was where the river crossed to the south. I moved toward the window, trying to get a better view. I knew that the river ran across the bottom of the window, but i could not see it now. As i approached the window, i watched the bridge, wondering where exactly we were. I then noticed the map of the continents hovering above the bridge. I was not looking at a real bridge. It was just a mural on the large curving wall of the main lobby, which was below the window. I reached the glass and could see the dark blue wall to the south ending behind the service counter, where a woman stood, shuffling papers. I was surprised that i had thought that the bridge was real. I then wondered where the river was. I knew that it should be visible from the window. I looked at the windows in the wall behind the service counter. A railing outside the windows seemed to block the view of the windows. I remembered seeing it from our room, though, so i knew that it was flowing very quickly to the east and seemed to have a lot of water in it. I then noticed a rectangular break in the short wall of the railing where i could see the water. It seemed to be rushing past very quickly now. I tried to move closer to the window, thinking that i had seen more of the river before. I focused on the waves of the swift water. The water looked silty, and small branches and other debris floated quickly past. The river was wide here, but trees were standing in the middle of the water. A line of trees ran about twenty meters from the shore where i was. I could see most of the river now. It must be high from flooding. Debris washed to the east with the strong current. I remembered seeing boats moving on the water, and i wondered how they could ride on this current. I thought i had seen a boat head to the east a little while ago. I looked down at the water, noticing chunks of wood floating to the east. Some of them seemed to be broken tree trunks. I knew that this would be very damaging to a boat. I then looked up to see a small black fishing boat among the trees, where the water was not moving as quickly. It floated to the east a little, but then it got caught in the current. It started to the north of me, but i watched it float past from the west. As it passed, i noticed that a large tree stump was embedded on the bottom of the boat. The boat must be adrift now. I wondered how the crew would stay afloat. As the boat moved off to the east, i saw that the top was actually rounded, and the round wooden hatches over the openings were closed. The wooden doors were attached with brass hinges. The boat was actually a submersible. I wondered if it could stand the impact of the debris. It would not fill with water as long as it was not damaged. I talked about the river to the person that was to the west of me. We now seemed to be traveling on a bus. I was looking at the river out the window to the west, but this was a different river. It was quite wide, and trees stood in the middle of it, but the water was still. The trees were tall, thin, and leafless. The bus traveled to the east, and i compared this river to the raging one as i talked to $F45. The river to the south was flooding, but it seemed to be from the melting snow, and it was not really of any danger. We seemed to be in Alaska. We traveled along the river, though the view of the water around the pine trees did not change much. I then looked to the east. At first, we seemed to be heading up a short hill on the dirt road, but then the boat that we were in speeded down the narrow water channel. The channel had dirt on both sides, and the ground was snowy. We moved through the trees, which seemed to be deciduous and leafy. I was surprised that such a water channel could run through the countryside in Alaska. I thought that it would actually be frozen most of the year. I thought about this, watching the corridor of trees ahead of us move as we wound our way through them on the gently curving path. We turned a corner to the right a little, heading to the east-northeast, and we broke out into a wide clearing. The snow-covered filed sloped up to the northeast, and i could see the large wooded lodge on the top of the hill, on the eastern side of the clearing. We were in the lodge, and the other person was talking to the woman behind the service counter, which ran along the eastern wall. I listened to them for a moment. A man then approached me from the south. He seemed very familiar. I thought he seemed like $A510. He said something to me. I was then looking at him on the screen of my phone. He had a profile picture where he was wearing a red sleeveless shirt. He had curly short red hair and a fuzzy orange beard with a mustache. He was holding out his left arm to take the picture, and i could see that his entire arm had an intricate tattoo in blue lines of ink. His right arm had a matching tattoo. There was something interesting about him, and i thought that i should consider meeting him. He seemed fairly plain, but i thought that it would be good to meet him. I then thought that my mother would not like the tattoos. The woman said something about going with the man to his lodge. We would have to hike. She did not seem sure that we really wanted to make the journey, and she told us that it was about a mile walk. I did not think that it was that far. I then wondered if i should really be walking into the forest with the man. I felt that i should meet him, though, but i started to feel wary of him.

12015 April 20

I was sitting on the stairs on the main hall of the large building, facing east. This house seemed to be a college house. Many people lived here, and i was visiting. I had been sleeping in one of the rooms, which seemed to be to the southwest of where i was now. I was now chatting with several other people in the large open room. I was at the top of the stairs, in the middle of the room. The room extended two floors. I heard the sound of air moving, and i realized that the heater had turned on. The sound was coming from behind me, to the west. I then looked at the old rusty steam radiator at the bottom center of the wall to the east of me. I remembered that this building had steam heat. I mentioned this to the others. I said that the sound of the air blowing through the vents was fake. It must be generated electronically and played through a speaker. I pointed to the eastern wall, which now had several types of steam radiators in various spots on the wall. A white one was in the middle of the wall, just to the south of center. Several brown radiators were high on the wall. As i pointed this out, $A730, who was sitting to the southeast of me turned and looked over his left shoulder at me. He had his arms resting on his knees to the east of himself. He nodded at me, smiling. He was pleased that i had figured this out.

12015 April 22

I moved to the northern end of the large room, which seemed like part of a library. Cases of books seemed to be set up on the eastern and western sides of the room, and a round section in the center of the room was recessed into the floor. Curved wooden book cases ran along the upper part of the curve, forming a short wall. I was here to do something specific. I was following the other students as the teacher led us to the north, across the room. We walked in single file down the room. I wanted to do something, but i felt that i had to do what i was here to do. We headed to the south, around the large atrium in the center of the building, which now seemed like a stadium. The floor sloped toward the center of the large room, and seats were now near us. I ascended the stairs of the stadium, heading south. As we reached the landing, i looked to the east and northwest, realizing that the slope of the seating was very steep. I felt uneasy with the height. We moved to the east, into a row of seats that ran along the edge of the balcony. I held on to the rounded metal railing to the north of us as i took a seat on the metal bench to the south. The other students sat around me. I felt nervous. I tried to get comfortable on the bench, but i felt the ground tipping slightly. I realized that we were in motion. I grabbed the railing in front of me to get a better feel for the motion. The other people looked at me. I told them that the ship was moving. I thought that we were returning. I felt uneasy about heading back. I still had something to do. I was then awake in the small room. I had been sleeping. I stood up and walked to the south, into the next room, where i had been before. The furniture in the room seemed different now. Someone had rearranged it. One of the people near me complained about the furnishings. I remembered the furniture being moved, but it had been in my dream. I told the other person that the rearranging of the furniture had happened in our dreams. This seemed to explain how it had happened when we did not see it. I wondered how the dream world and this world had crossed, though.

12015 April 23

We walked to the west, across the lobby of the hotel. We had just finished eating at the restaurant and were now leaving. I walked with my mother and grandmother, and we were headed home, which seemed to be someplace to the west of us. Once we were outside, my mother asked me a question. I had not heard her. We walked across the sidewalk to the southwest, and i looked up at my mother. My grandmother had assumed that i would want to walk back to the house, but my mother did not think that i wanted to. My mother asked me if i wanted to walk. I felt very tired, and i wanted to drive, but i thought that i would walk anyway. I followed my mother to the west to the street. I then started walking to the northwest as she got into a car. I looked down the sidewalk ahead of me, realizing that this road did not go in the correct direction. It would take me to the northwest. I had to head to the west, which meant that i would have to head to the south across the street so that i could follow the other street west. A lake seemed to be to the southwest of the road that i was on. My mother started driving to the southeast, but she stopped and said something to me. I started walking past a car that was parked on the side of the road near me. The small blue car was facing southeast on the northeastern side of the road. As i started to pass it, i realized that the car had actually been partly disassembled. Wires ran out from the car. Someone had pulled wires from several places on the rear bumper of the car and wound around something that was to the north of the car. I stopped on the sidewalk, looking at the wires. I would have to step over them to get around. I thought that i should simply turn around and head in the correct direction, but i did not. My mother said something from the red car that she was driving and then headed away down the road. I took a few more steps to the northwest, but i found my self in the middle of the tangled mess. A thick gray wire wrap had been opened, and the thin individual wires had been bradded with the wires coming from the car. This seemed like a strange form of vandalism. I stepped over the wires, but i had some difficulty moving. I was stuck on some of the pieces of plastic that came from the car. I slowly moved through the mess, but then noticed the sticky film of plastic that was stretching from the back bumper to something to the northwest. Annoyed, i stepped over this as well. I had to be careful, though, so that i did not get stuck on the plastic. Once on the other side of the car, i started pulling myself through the air, as if i was swimming. I was now heading back to the east, across a grassy field. The others were gathered to the northeast of me. They were swimming laps north to south in a swimming pool. I wanted to join them, and i started swimming toward them. It felt strange to swim again, but i thought that i could still do it somewhat well.

12015 April 24

I headed to the west, across the wide area. My parents were with me. The room seemed like an empty arcade, with storefronts and abandoned kiosks on the northern and southern sides of the hall. I then noticed the man tossing salad materials in a large bin to the southeast. I stopped for a moment. The man was my father. He spinned toward the wall as i approached. He was still doing something to cook. I looked at the salad in the large stainless-steel bin. I wanted to do something, and i looked at the salad tongs that were in the bin. They were now dirty, and i felt frustrated that this was not right. I headed back to the west. I wanted to leave this area. As i started out of the store, i tried to turn off the lights, using the switch that was on the southern side of the doorway. To my annoyance, the switch did not seem to work. I flipped the switch a few times, realizing that it closed the lights over the aisles in the store rather than turning off the main lights. I felt upset and wanted to close the store so that i could leave. I turned back to the west, now noticing people standing in a queue to check out. It would take a while before i would be able to close the store now. $F43 was near me, and she apologized. She then rushed out of the store. She did not want to wait until the store had closed, but i felt that i had to. I was disappointed that she had left, and i now wondered what i should do.

We were jumping off of the tall hill, which seemed like a mound of dirt. The mound seemed to be in the middle of a flat area, which had trees growing to the south. I climbed the eastern side of the mound, watching myself climb from the northeast. $F57 was at the top of the hill to the west of me, and he jumped to the west. I stopped at the top of the dirt mound, looking down the steep slope. I was not sure that i wanted to jump off of the hill. Something seemed wrong, so i backed down the southern side of the slope. Others were running around on the ground below to the southwest of me. I felt left out of the group, but i was not sure what i should do. We were in a large campground, and many other people were with us. The others seemed to be from $G4, and we were staying at the campground for the night, celebrating an event. The sun seemed to be setting to the southwest of us. It was orange in the sky. I moved down the dirt road to the west a little. We were now on the southern side of the area. The cut grass of the campground was to the north of us, and the dense trees filled the land to the south. The vegetation seemed to be in full summer bloom. A path was cut between the vegetation to the south, and a few men were coming up a path. They had long hair and dressed in loose clothing. I thought that they might have been meditating in the forest. As they approached, i started to feel a little uneasy about them. They seemed to be leaving the forest, and they told us that the camp ground was closing. I felt disappointed, thinking that we would have to go back to our tents. Some of the other $G4 started walking to the east, up the dirt road. The men stood to the south of me. I was not sure what i should do. $F57 jogged to the east, and i thought that he was ignoring what the men had said. No one was really paying attention to the men. I thought that i was actually a little drunk, so i felt uneasy talking to them. I did not want them to think that most of the people here were drunk, even though i knew that many were. I started walking down the dirt road to the west, heading toward the other part of the campground. $F57 was suddenly near me. He jumped on my back as we walked. He was joking around. I started to feel that he was trying to be sexual with me. I then noticed that $F58 was on top of him. He was actually flirting with her and was only coincidentally rubbing up against me. Moved to the south of them, trying to get out of their way. I felt uneasy with the ground, and i felt upset that i was not part of the crowd. I leaned against the wall to the south. I then noticed my image in the mirror to the south of me. I moved away from the wall a little to look at myself. The man in the mirror had long blond hair. I felt confused, thinking that i did not have long hair anymore. I wondered if it was really mine. I grabbed the hair on the right side of my head and tugged at it, thinking that it must be fake. It did not come off, though. It could not be real hair. I grabbed some of the hair near the top and pulled on it. I felt the hair on my head start to move. It was a wig. I watched in the mirror as i pulled the entire mask from my head, removing the hair and my face. I looked at the rubber mask as i held it in my hand. It had a hole in the middle of the scalp. This did not make sense. The hair should have covered the top of the scalp rather than let part of my head show through. I turned the mask to face me so that i could see the face. I noticed that the mask had glasses on it. It seemed very strange.

I was with people from $G3 in the large area. I felt anxious and looked at the small spots on my arm. They had something to do with the bug bites. I could see them on my legs as well. I felt upset about them. I looked at the sheet of paper, reading the list of things that we should avoid in this area. I knew that one of the problems on the list might tell me what was wrong with my legs. I noticed that fire ants were listed on the list. I felt annoyed, thinking that the others must have brought the fire ants to this place. They were not normally from here. They came from the place to the south. I had come to this place with the group, but they were from different places. I looked around at the thick green vegetation around us. I had my tent in my arms. It was loosely folded and hung down on the sides of my arms. I was annoyed, and felt that i had to go somewhere. I told the others that the wounds on my legs were from fire ants. I said that i would be leaving this place. I carried my parachute to the south, leaving the others in the area. I thought that i had to catch the train to go home. I drove into the large lot to the south and parked my car. I then walked to the southeast. It was dark now, but i was familiar with the sidewalk that led from the parking lot to the main buildings of the station. Roads ran along the southern and eastern sides of the lot. I reached the intersection at the corner and had to cross to the east. I ran into the intersection, trying to avoid the cars. I found myself walking down the length of a wooden dock. The green vegetation hung over the water on either side of the dock. I felt suddenly frustrated. I had come to the wrong area again. I turned and headed back the way i had come. My parachute snagged on a branch, and i had to stop to pull the strings free. I was upset as i pulled on the strings, which were caught on several things among the weeds. I turned and headed to the west. A small white wooden church was on the southern side of the street. Others were standing in front of it. They were talking about going into the building as i approached them. I slowed as i reached them. There were more people here than i had been with at the previous place. I wanted them to help me with the cloth so that i could carry it more easily.

12015 April 25

The room seemed to be a classroom. The others were talking about what was happening. They were concerned. I looked up into the sky to the northeast. The sky outside was getting darker, even though it was the middle of the day. The sun was to the west at first, and it seemed to have a round shape on the lower right side of it. It looked as though the sun was going through an eclipse. The entire sky was pale blue, with white blotches of clouds across the view. The sun was a lighter shade of blue against the sky. I did not think that this was really an eclipse. It would not have made sense that the sun would be eclipsed now. We would have heard something about it earlier. I moved to the north, toward the large windows in the wall, trying to get a better view. I looked up into the northeastern sky at the sun. The sky was bright but still getting dark. An oval shaped object was hovering below the sun in the sky, obscured by the whisks of clouds in the sky. It seemed like a shadow. The sun still had part of its disk covered, and several round flat disks seemed to be near it. The disks were white, but they had something to do with the darkness. None of this made any sense. I said that this was not an eclipse and that something seemed to be blocking the sun. The people were worried and started to panic. They headed to the exits of the building. I turned to the west and headed down the hallway. A man passed me. He was dressed in a formal coat, which looked like something that a royal butler would wear. I thought that he was with the king. He was looking for royalty so that he could bring them to the protected area. People were moving everywhere. They were supposed to head to the west and then the south to get to the front of the building. This was where everyone was supposed to gather in case of an emergency. I did not feel worried about the events. Something did not seem right about them. I knew that something important was happening, but i did not feel afraid of it. I turned to the north. The corridor had ended on the top landing of a set of stairs. A few stairs ran down to the north to a second square landing. People were coming from the other side of the landing, to the northeast of me, and continuing down the long flight of stairs to the west. A young boy had come up the stairs from the west. I recognized him as the prince. He seemed confused and did not know where to go. The man i had seen before then came from the west and called to the boy. I said something to the boy. The man was upset with me for talking to royalty. He told me that i was too low in privilege to speak to the boy. He insulted me for being a common person. I laughed at this and headed to the west. I knew that the man would be upset by me taking him as a joke, but i did not mind that he was. The man would save only those who were at the top of society, and i thought that they were not really worth saving. I turned to the south and headed out onto the front lawn of the building, which seemed somewhat like $P7. The people were gathering in panic. Something was going to happen. I looked up into the sky to the east. I could only see part of an image, but it looked like an old wood-cut stamp of the moon with a face in it. The drawing was white and filled most of the sky. It was large enough that i could not see the entire moon. I could only see the upper right side of it. The left side seemed to be blocked by the building and trees. I realized that two images accompanied the moon, one on either side. Both were drawn in the same crude wood-cut features. They seemed to be figures of people, but i could not quite make them out. I could now only see the one on the right. Something seemed ominous about the size of the moon. I was surprised that it filled the entire sky the way it did.

The black door stood in the middle of the large white room. It was decorated with fine lines of gold paint, forming curving baroque fleurs. I imagined that the door was something special. I opened it and looked into the bedroom. The door had been brought into the bedroom of the queen of England when she was younger. This would make a nice story. The door opened once when the queen was young. She could see that the door led to a different place when it was opened. I imagined that it would be opened again when she was much older. I pictured the current queen sitting up suddenly as the door opened. She had been lying in the bed, which was on the eastern side of the room. She looked at the door as it opened slowly again. The person opening the door would have to see the queen and then close the door and hide. I then imagined that the palace’s security would set off an alarm and watch the door. They would know that an intruder had entered the palace. I stood on the southern side of the large room. The white room was featureless. It seemed very wide, but it had a low ceiling. The guards were coming. I knew that i could move quickly and become unseen by them. I imagined disappearing into the air as a guard from the north saw me. I then thought that they would start using infrared cameras to see if they could pick up my body heat. They would try different things to track me in the palace. I moved around the room thinking about this. I then wondered if they would be able to hear my footsteps as i walked on the ceiling. I thought that they could use very sensitive microphones to analyze the room. I would have to be careful. I then imagine playing the sound of the siren into one of their microphones, but then realized that they would not be dumb enough to sound the alarms when they were listening for me.

12015 April 27

I was gathering my things so that i could leave the hotel room. I felt uneasy. I wanted to leave this place. My mother and $F45 were here. I told them that i was going to a conference. I knew that this was not really true. $F45 would be traveling with me, but i did not want to travel with him. I would have to make an excuse to leave him tomorrow. I would be staying here rather than making the trip. I continued gathering my things. I felt frustrated. I wanted to get away from everyone for a while. I moved around, gathering my things and trying not to pay attention to the others. I was then moving around the area. Time had passed. I headed back to the room. I was annoyed to find that my parents had come into the room. Some of my other family members were there as well. I thought that i would tell them that i would clean up my things from the room. I started to pack up my bags. I grabbed the small black duffel bag from the wall to the east of me. I was disappointed to find that it had dirty clothes in it. I felt annoyed. The clothes were $F45’s. I was annoyed that his things were all over and still in the way.

12015 April 28

We were doing something in the room of the house, but i felt that we had to get out of the room before $A608 returned. I did not want him to find us here. The person with me left the room through the doorway in the southern wall. The room now seemed to be a classroom in an old school building. I quickly grabbed my things, feeling rushed. I looked at the boots, which were lined up against the southern wall, to the south of the door. There were many pairs of boots, and it took me a moment before i could find mine. I shuffled the things in my arm. I had to turn off the lights in the classroom and leave. I would also have to lock the door so that it did not seem that anyone was in the room. I stepped into the main hall of the building, pulling the door closed behind me. Others were coming down the hall from the east. I felt nervous, thinking that someone might see me coming out of the classroom. I locked the door and moved into the center of the hall. The group of people to the east had just entered the building. I thought that the bus must have juts dropped them off. $A608 was not in the first part of the group, so he had not seen me in the classroom. I headed to the south to hide in another room. A man was near the door of the room. He told me that he was doing something as i entered the room. He seemed annoyed that i had interrupted him. The man was to the seat of the desk, and i thought that he was recording audio on the equipment that was on the desk. I quietly apologized for disturbing him. I backed out of the room and turned to the north. I then heard $A608 call my name from the east. I pretended that i did not hear him, and i continued to walk to the east. I followed the corridor to the north, toward the exit door at the back of the building. I then realized that $A608 already knew that i was here, so i could not simply leave and pretend that i was never here. Annoyed, i turned and headed back. I headed to the west, into a room. $F12 was there. I said hello to him as though i was surprised that he was here. We chatted for a moment. I looked around the room. Small statues of characters were on a table to the south of us. They looked like a animated characters, but they were not like cartoons. I recognized them as characters from the story $F12 and i had been working on. The other man in the room with us had also been working with us. He was very nerdy, but there was something special about him. I walked a little to the south, noticing the large crystals that had been scattered around the room. The crystals were special. They helped focus energy. The man walked through the array of crystals, talking to the woman. I looked down at the large white piece of paper in front of me. It had pencil sketches of the characters on it. I liked the way they looked. I was now sitting in the low branches of a tree. I said something to the man and woman as they circled through the crystals. The man said that the crystals powers were not controlled, and he seemed to be annoyed by this. I thought that they should be arranged such that a human could easily focus the power that they were channeling. I moved forward and tried to focus the power. I held on to a handful of small crystals and concentrated for a moment. I then let the crystals fall from my hand. They scattered and bounced on the floor. I watched them come to a rest, realizing that they did not form a pattern. I felt disappointed. I gathered the crystals, saying that we would have to try again. I looked at the crystals i was picking up, noticing that there were two different types of ice crystals. I turned to the west, thinking that i would try in a different area. I held out my hand for a moment and concentrated. I then let the crystals fall again. This time, they fell into a pattern on the floor, forming a small fake village scene. I moved to the north, motioning to the scene so that the man would see it. I looked again at the scene, noticing several small characters lying on the ground. I thought that i could get the characters to animate. I told the man to watch the bodies, and i passed my hand over the area. I told the man to watch the eyes of the dolls. I thought that the eyes would open. As i waved my hands over the area, however, the characters turned to potatoes. It was not what i had expected, but i was glad that the magic had worked. I felt good about what we had done, and i talked about it to the other man. I walked through the fake village, looking at the houses. The background of the area was dark. Several of the small houses seemed to be on a shelf to the south of me. I was annoyed to see that small dogs were now everywhere in the village. We would have to put them away or they would ruin the village. I turned to the north and focused on one of the dogs. It was a small brown beagle-like dog. I picked it up so that it would not ruin one of the buildings. All of the dogs seemed to be similar short dogs.

I was eating in the restaurant with my family, and we had just finished our meal. The waiter walked up to us from the east and gave us our bill. I thought that it would be big. I decided that i should pay the bill. I took the white sheet of paper from the table and looked at it. It said “556” for the dollar amount. My mother was returning to the table, so i took the bill before she could get there. I knew that she would insist on paying. I told her that i had her card. She was to the west of me, and she seemed upset. I headed to the south to get my card from my black peacoat, which was hanging on the wall. I took out my card and gave it to the waiter. As i pulled out my card, other cards fell onto the floor. I felt flustered and quickly picked them up. I felt that i was being very messy. A woman near me took one of the cards from the floor. At first, i was angry with her, but then i realized that it was her card. I picked up the rest of the cards from the floor. I was now in the back seat of the car. I handed the garbage that i had picked up from the floor to my father, who was driving in the front seat.

12015 April 29

I moved through the small rooms of the large building, which seemed like a doctor’s office. I had come here from the party for the orthodontist. I was moving around in the room on the north of the building. I felt uncomfortable here as i moved to the east, looking at the trays of food that were set out on the counter that ran along the northern wall. Most of the people had already wandered into the rooms to the south, but i did not want to be part of the celebration. I felt awkward here. A glass platter on the eastern end of the northern counter had a pale green paste in the center of it. I dipped my finger in the paste and tasted it. It did not taste good. I started wandering to the east again. I then realized that my mother was in the room to the set of me. Others started coming in. The speech in the southern room must have ended. The people were coming back for food. I felt annoyed and wondered why i was here. I felt annoyed, and i told my mother about the paste on the plate. I pointed to the east, at a platter on a table. When i looked at the platter, however, i realized that i was pointing at the wrong table. I turned my hand to the north, to point at the correct platters. It was on the northern counter to the west of the one i had pointed to. I turned my attention away from the platter, and i suddenly realized that i did not know what to do. I felt more awkward, so i walked to the southern end of the room. I then thought that i was actually special. I had abilities that other people did not know about. I started to float as i reached the southern end of the room. I floated into the doorway in the southern wall. The doorway led outside. I stopped in the doorway, floating with my head down. I thought that i should pretend that i was unconscious as i floated in front of the building. The lawn to the south of the building was green, and a large tree was to the southeast of me. The street was about ten or fifteen meters to the south, and a car was coming from the east. I remained still as a man near the car said something. He seemed fascinated with me, and he wondered how i was suspended in the air. I heard him talking, and i started floating to the south. After a few moments, i started swimming through the air. I thought that i could fly, and i wanted to move faster and higher. I thought that people would take notice of me and be amazed at what i could do. I flew down the eastern side of the large parking lot, which seemed to be the parking lot of $P27. The plaza was to the west of me. As i reached the southern side of the lot, i curved to the west.

I was in the back seat of the car as the others drove north. We seemed to be traveling in a van. The land around us was forested, but we seemed to be just outside the city. I looked to the north, at the dark pine trees of the forest. As we drove, i noticed some rock structures among the trees. The structures seemed to be the remains of an old stone building. I remembered this building from before. We had come here last year, and i thought that i must have seen the buildings then. This place seemed to be a national preservation site. We had stopped to see the ruins on our last trip. It felt good to be in this area. I then noticed the tall metal fence along the road, between the ruins and the road. It was a black steel fence with thin vertical poles. I thought that the entrance to the park was ahead of us. I imagined the ruins in the woods as we drove. I then saw the archway of the entrance to the north. The arches had two stone columns with stone partially arcing over the entrance. The middle post of the archway was black iron. I could see a roofless stone building beyond.

12015 April 30

I was walking to the east with my mother, down the street, which looked like $P35. I looked at the large glass window of a store on the northern side of the road. I pointed out the store to my mother, talking about the toys that were in the store. I told my mother that i used to have a space ship from Space 1999. I pictured the large ship. I was sad that my mother had sold it. I then noticed a picture in the window of the store. It was a cartoon logo in the upper right of the window, and it showed a monkey over something. I remembered the image. It was from a cartoon that i had watched as a child. I pointed out the logo to my mother as i moved to the window. The store seemed to be a second-hand store, and they had many used toys along the western wall. I felt interested in the toys as i looked through the window. It was then dark, and i was looking down at the ground. The ground seemed to be cement, but it had a cratered texture to it. I was floating in the air above the ground. Someone talked about approaching the surface. This was a scene from a movie. I watched the ground under me, thinking that it was supposed to represent an extraterrestrial planet or moon. As i watched, i was not sure whether i was falling toward it or drifting away. The gray cement now seemed to be a moonscape. I looked up to the north to see a space ship descending on the moon. It was an Eagle from Space 1999.