ZUDEMA

12012 May 01

I moved to the east, though the small apartment. It was the end of the college school year, and i felt upset. I had been at this college for the entire year, but i had not really gone to classes. I felt suddenly upset that i had not done anything here. I realized that my parents would see the report from the university, showing that i had not done anything for any of my classes. I was not upset because i had missed the classes, but i was upset because people would now know that i had done nothing here. I had wanted to do something, and i wondered why i had not. I felt helpless, thinking that i had wasted my time here.

12012 May 04

I rode the bus to the west, down the street, which seemed to be to the south of the suburban area. It was dark out, but not yet night. I moved to the west, heading across the long narrow room of the house. This place seemed like my relatives’ house. I felt rushed, thinking that i had to gather my things to leave quickly. I had to catch the bus to leave here. I hurried around the rooms, trying to gather thing. I said something to the others in the room, who seemed to be to the south of me. I hurried to find my things, telling someone that i needed to find the spool. It seemed as though he had asked me what i was looking for. I held up my right hand, holding my thumb and index finger as if holding something about a centimeter wide. I said that the spool was brown and made of cardboard. As i said this, though, i pictured the spool, which was actually a wide sewing spool with yellow over most of it. The man to the south of me then asked me why i was hurrying to leave here. I told him that i would have to catch the bus. I then realized that i had come here on the bus. It must have dropped me off, so it must have already passed by now. I felt suddenly annoyed, thinking that i would have to wait for the next bus to come to get me. I turned to the north and started collecting the wooden pieces that were on the shelf on the northern wall. They seemed to be pieces of a three-dimensional puzzle. I realized that i would have to stay here for a while. While this frustrated me, i knew that i could stop searching so frantically for what i needed.

12012 May 07

I put some of my bags on the large bus, which was stopped on the street to the north of me. I could not see clearly, but i turned to the south to grab some of my things. I was aware of the sound of the bus moving, and i started to worry that the bus was leaving already. I turned back to the north to north to see that the large yellow school bus had pulled to the east to pick people up on the other side of the corner from where i was. I seemed to be in a flat area. I could not see any buildings, but i had the sense that there were some here. Everything around me seemed to be dark gray. I was upset that the bus had pulled away. The driver must have thought that i was not getting on, or did not realize that i was just turning around to get something else. I started moving toward the bus, wondering if i could catch it before it pulled away from the next stop. It started moving, though, and i was upset that i had missed it. I knew that it would go to the end of the short street and then turn to the north, and i wondered if i would be able to head diagonally across the street and catch it as it made its next stop. It turned the corner quickly and was already out of sight, though. I felt defeated and upset, wondering what i should do now. I would not be able to get to work. It was not dark around me, but everything seemed very gray, and i could not make out many details. I headed to the north for a moment, but stopped at the entrance to the building. The building was to the east of me, and i was now facing east, looking down the long corridor of the high school. I was late for school, which was where i worked. I walked through the open entry doors of the school and started down the hallway. I suddenly noticed someone at the eastern end of the corridor. The person was standing in the center of the corridor, staring back at me. The figure wore a tan trench coat and a matching fedora hat. I felt a little nervous about the person, but i still walked into the building, even though i felt like i was being watched. I headed down the hallway. It seemed that i had turned a few corners, but was still heading east, and the person was still standing at the end of the hall ahead of me. The figure seemed female, though i could not make out any of the features. I came to the end of the hall, where a small sitting area was set up. A set of stairs descended to the east of a short wall at the end of the corridor, and the small sitting area was to the north of the stairs, separated by another part of the short wall. The furnishings in the sitting area were dark, in contrast to the lighter colors of the hallway. The woman in the trench coat was standing against the short wall on the western side of the stairwell. She seemed to be leaning against the wall, looking east. I approached her quickly and stopped just behind her, putting my right foot up on the wall. She had been looking at a piece of paper, and i stepped on the paper, trapping it against the top of the wall. I wanted to confront her, to find out why she was following me. As i did this, however, i was aware of someone standing to the east, on the stairs, watching us. I looked over the woman’s right shoulder at the piece of paper, trying to make out what it said. It had red printed writing on it. As i tried to read the paper, i suddenly realized that this was not the correct woman. The person watching me from the east was probably the person in the trench coat. This woman was not the one watching me. She did not seem to acknowledge that i was here. I backed away, turning to the north and walking around the northern side of the stairwell. The western wall of the stairwell had an opening where the stairs descended. I moved through the tables to the east. Students were sitting on the benches and tables in the area. They seemed like punks or goths. I was interested in them, and wondered suddenly what they would think of me. I was old enough to be a teacher, but was obviously not dressed like a teacher. I walked past the students, looking at the book shelfs on the eastern and northern walls. I felt awkward here with the students, knowing that i would not fit in with them. They might think that i was too old to be here. I looked at the books and magazines on the display shelfs to the east. They seemed like literature books, and i thought that some of them were by Chekhov. I had just performed in a play by Chekhov, and i thought that i could say this to the students. They were the clique that liked literature, and i could relate to them my telling them that i had been in a Chekhov play. I imagined telling them this as i moved around, facing generally northeast. The features of the room seemed dark now.

I followed $G4 to the east, into the hallways on the back side of the large apartment building. This building was on $P2, and it was the apartment i had lived in a long time ago. The western side of the building seemed to be a large open room, with wooden stairways zigzagging north to south between the floors. I was near the back of the pack as we jogged, and i felt a little uneasy about entering the building, knowing that no one with us actually lived here. I remembered that we had come through here before, but i was still uneasy, thinking that we might get in trouble. I pushed my bicycle into the house and started following the others up the stairs to the upper floors. The others crossed the apartment on the third floor ahead of me. I was falling behind, so i started crossing the apartment by myself, being careful to be quiet so that i did not wake up the tenants. I was nervous about being here. I then heard sirens no the east, and i thought that the police might have come to stop $G4 from walking through the building. I wondered what i should do, but i started looking around the apartment instead. This was the apartment that we had rented. It seemed different now: cleaner and more open. I made my way to the eastern side of the large open room, thinking that the exit doors were in the eastern wall. I then heard the woman waking up to the south of me, in the next room. I was nervous. I hurried to the east, where a short hallway ran to the north along the eastern side of the room. The exit doors were to the east, but i backed to the west, hiding in a small room on the western side of the corridor. I pushed the door closed near me, listening to the woman as she walked out of the bedroom and into the main room, where i had been. I glanced around the room i was in, noticing some wooden book shelfs on the northern wall and northern end of the eastern wall. Instruments also seemed to be in the room. A red guitar seemed to be to the north of me, against the brightly polished wood of the book cases. I turned my attention back to the east, watching the shadow moving under the door. The woman was walking down the hallway to the north. I moved into the shadows of the room, hoping to hide. The woman walked past the door of the room, though, and i heard her walk into the small bathroom at the end of the corridor. I slowly opened the wooden door to the room i was in and walked out into the hallway. I hoped that i could get to the exit doors to the east before she left the bathroom. As i crossed the corridor, however, i could hear the bathroom door open again. She had heard me and came out in the hallway to confront me. I looked around the room suddenly, realizing that it was much more open then when i had lived here. I realized that walls had been removed around the individual rooms, creating a larger central room. The woman was watching me, so i said hello to her. I then told her that this apartment was much different than i remembered it. I told her that all room walls had been taken out. I headed to the east, thinking that i should probably leave. I looked at the doorway in the eastern wall, realizing that it was much different than i remembered. I pulled open the door, but realized that i had opened a doorway to the stone balcony, which used to be outside my bedroom window. The balcony looked like a storage closet now. I closed the doors again and moved a little to the north, thinking that the exit door must be farther north on the eastern wall. I walked out into the hallway, but i was now hesitant to head down the stairs. I thought that the police might be waiting for us on the street. I wondered what we could do. I had already gone down one level of steps, and i was now walking to the east onto a balcony, which overlooked the front lawn of the house. I leaned my chin on the stone rail of the balcony, looking over the front of the building. I hoped that the police would not relate me to the runners. I could see the street in front of the house. The street was empty, but a few people were moving around on the cement pathway that led to the house. A police officer in a gray uniform then walked from the south, heading down the center of the street. A second officer followed him. $G4 must have been arrested at the entrance to the building. I felt uneasy and wondered how i could get out of the building. I continued to the east, heading down the stairs of the building. $G4 was gathered on the walkway in front of the house. I hoped that the police would think that i was someone just leaving the house. I then realized that i was wearing an orange and blue T-shirt, which probably looked like a running shirt. The shirt was from a fraternity, so i hoped that the police would not relate it to running. I pushed my bicycle down the long flight of cement stairs from the house, realizing that i was also wearing a pair of orange sweat pants. I decided that i could just act casual and the police might think that i was just dressed for a bike ride. As i pushed my bicycle down the stairs, i realized that $F57 might notice my T-shirt. He was in the same fraternity as i, and he might notice the letters on the shirt. I came to the bottom of the stairs with my bicycle, but noticed that the way was blocked by $G4. $F57, who also seemed like $A605, was standing on the northern side of the cement pathway. The pathway was lined on the north and south by dense flat-top shrubs. I pushed my bicycle to the east, thinking that i could roll it through the crowd of people, but i noticed that babies were sitting on the ground to the west of the hashers. I was a little uncomfortable about pushing my bicycle through them, but i thought that i could. $F57 or $A605 did not think that i should. I lifted my bicycle up on to my right shoulder and started carrying it through the crowd. I then started riding my bicycle to the north, across the lawn and away from the crowd. I thought that i would ride my bicycle in a loop around the buildings to the north while waiting fro $G4 to finish with the police. I came into what seemed to be a large parking lot to the north of the building that was to the north of the apartment. I considered riding around the block for a bit, but was not sure how far i should go. I rode up the western sidewalk of the street, but turned around in the asphalt lot in front of a small white shop. Everything was closed. As i turned around, a heavy man with a truck was standing on the northern end of the lot, watching me. I started heading to the south again, back across the small lot. A large white truck was also turning around in the lot, and it pulled into the lot in front of me and then quickly backed out. The truck had driven into a small puddle, and the water washed to the west, across my path. I paused to watch it recede to the east again before i continued. I rode back to the south, now on the eastern side of the street. I passed a gas station, which seemed to be on a rounded corner, where the main north-to-south road met another road that ran to the northeast. A large yellow victorian house with a rounded front porch stood to the south of the gas station, and i noticed $G4 on the porch. I crossed the grassy lawn from the north, heading across the front of he house. I wanted to say hello to $G4, but someone warned me not to join them. The person said that the police were following $G4. I quickly turned my bicycle back to the north, thinking that i had to act like someone who had just walked up to the house to be friendly. I was still nervous that the police would harass me. Someone then said that $G4 had been taken out of a pub to the south because the police had threatened the bar to stop serving them. I thought that the bar could have been threatened not to serve $G4 beer by saying they would get in trouble for serving someone already drunk. I headed back to the gas station, wondering what i should do. I wanted to stay with $G4, but i did not want to be targeted by the police.

12012 May 08

I sat on the couch on the western side of the small living room. The couches seemed to be arranged in a U shape, which faced north. The small gorilla, which looked like a chimpanzee, started jumping up and down on the couch to the south of me. I felt a little weary of it, not quite sure what it would do. I was worried that it might attack me. My mother said that we should turn off the computers before the animal broke them. I felt nervous about the ape near me as it jumped around, waving its arms in the air. It hopped to the northwest, moving behind me. My mother went after it. I would have to help, so i tried to turn off the lap-top computer that i had been using. I looked down at the screen, waiting for the computer to shut off before i closed the lid. I felt impatient. When it eventually turned off, i closed the lid and turned to put the computer on the couch behind me. As i turned, though, i started to worry that the ape might find it. I would have to hide it somewhere that the ape could not easily see. I thought about stuffing it down the side of the couch, but did not think that this was a good idea. Eventually, i found a place for it near the southern end of the couch. I walked to the west, into the next room, which was a small bedroom. The walls were bright white, and the brass bed against the eastern wall, to the south of me was covered with a white bed spread. The black ape, which looked like a tiny gorilla, was curled up on the northwestern corner of the bed. It was sleeping now. My mother was to the south of the bed, folding clothes. I approached the ape, asking my mother about it. The ape got up and moved to the southeast, grabbing a pillow from the head of the bed. It tossed the pillow back to the spot where it had been resting. I watched the pillow as it moved through the air. It had a large hole in the center of it. The pillow was actually a rounded square ring with a large curved hole in the center and a thick bar across the bottom end. As the pillow landed on the bed, it broke apart. It was made out of snow. The ape had packed the snow from the ground to the southeast and was trying to build a pillow out of it. I started to feel uncomfortable around the ape again as it tossed several more chunks of snow toward the area where it had been resting. The snow did not stick together well and crumbled into powder as it landed.

12012 May 09

I sat in the small bedroom of my parents’ house, reading the book on the desk, which was facing the southern wall of the room. An old computer monitor was in front of me, and i was resting the book on the table in front of it. I was flipping through the pages of the book, looking for something. $A14 approached the room from the northwest. I could hear him entering the door in the western end of the northern wall. I felt uncomfortable with the book on the table. I should have been doing work on the computer. I quickly closed the book and casually put it on the desk to the west of the computer, behind some things that were stacked on the desk. $A14 talked to me as he looked through several things in his hand. I hoped that he did not notice the book that i had been reading. As i withdrew my hand from the book, i noticed the symbols on the brown leather cover. A red swastika was in a red circle on the spine. The book had something to do with the history of the Nazis. I turned to look over my right shoulder at $A14 as he gave me a stack of books, asking me to scan them. I took some of the books to look over. $A14 had walked back out of the room and headed to the west. I flipped through the books, thinking that i should start scanning them, but then i decided that i wanted to get a glass of water. I stood up and headed out of the room. At first, i thought that i could head downstairs, but then decided that it would be closer for me to get water form the bathroom on the second floor. I followed my father across the middle bedroom of my parents’ house. I came into the bathroom on the second floor and turned to the sink, which was against the southern wall. A tall tin vase of flowers stood on the eastern side of the round porcelain free-standing sink. The tall arcing metal spout stood over the sink, with tall metal spigots on either side. I turned one of the spigots but found that it was not properly connected to the sink. I remembered that something had been wrong with the water in this bathroom, and i decided that my parents must have had the water turned off here so that it could be repaired eventually. I was a little annoyed by this, but decided to head up to the bathroom in my old bedroom on the third floor. My father had walked into the bedroom to the west, at the southern end of the hall. I knew that he would be taking a shower in the bathroom on the other side of the bedroom, so i could not easily go there to get water. I walked to the west, into the bedroom on the third floor of the house. The bedroom was large and white, with tall ceilings and clean walls. It seemed empty, with only a few scattered furnishings. I had not been here in a long time, but the place still seemed warm and comforting. A large bathroom was in the northwestern corner of the room. The doorway was darkened at the moment, but i knew that the bathroom inside was rather fancy. I headed into the bathroom to get a glass of water. As i filled the glass, i thought about my father in the shower below. I wondered if he could tell that i had turned on the water in this bathroom. I then thought that i should tell him that the other sinks on the second floor did not work. I stepped back into the bedroom and started looking around. A space to the south of the bathroom was formed by the large round platform in the center of the western wall of the room. Curved walls extended around part of the platform. The bed seemed to be on the platform. I moved to the southern part of the room, noticing that a car had been parked in the center of the room. The rear fender was just to the west of me. I looked at the rear fender of the tan car, thinking that it was the Mercedes. I wondered suddenly how my father had managed to get the car into the bedroom. It was a strange place to park it. None of the doorways were large enough, and i did not think that he had brought it up the stairs, so i decided that he must have put it in through one of the walls when the house was still being built. I turned around and headed back to the north, looking at the limited furnishings in the room. I then noticed the computer on the desk against the center of the eastern wall. The computer desk was set into the room, at the edge of the stairwell, which ran along the northern section of the eastern wall, with the stairs descending to the south. The screen of the computer was turned on, and it was filled with text. The text shifted as a line of text appeared at the top of the screen. I realized that i was looking at an old chat window. This computer was still connected to an old IRC channel. I wondered how long it had been connected. It seemed like a long time since i had used the computer, so it must have been connected to the chat for several years. I wondered if the messages were simply spam from fake users, or whether they were various real users trying to contact me and get a response. I felt uneasy having the computer connected, and thought that i should shut down the chat connection. I then started to wonder how the computer could have been connected to the internet. The computer was old enough that it required a modem to connect, but it could not have been connected that long. The messages seemed out of date, and i felt that i should disconnect quickly. I looked down at the black keyboard, which was on the floor. I tried typing “stop” on the keyboard, looking up at the screen to see what i was tying. Some of the letters seemed right, but the word did not work. The computer was still connected. I felt confused. I looked back at the keyboard, trying to type the command again, but not really sure what i was typing. I wondered suddenly whether the keyboard was Dvorak. I looked down at the keys as i typed, trying to figure out what i was typing. Small white pictures had been taped over the keys, so that i could not actually see the letters. Many of the pictures seemed to be of flowers. I felt frustrated as i looked back up at the screen. I could not get the computer to log off. I then wondered again how it was connected to the internet. The computer did not actually have the capability to connect from here. The phone modem required a telephone receiver to be rested on it, and there was no telephone in this room. Something seemed wrong here.

I was working on the computer in the small computer roof of the school. I had to get a paper printed for class, and i felt frustrated about it. I could not get it to print. These computers seemed old and outdated, but i knew that i would need an old computer with a text interface. I stood up on the northwestern end of the room. I was no longer on a computer, and i felt frustrated that i could not find one that was open. Only a few of the computers in this room were older Unix systems, which is what i needed. I turned and walked into the small room to the north, but then wandered back. I did not know what to do, so i wandered out of the room to the west. In the hallway, i could not decide what i should do, so i turned back around to the east. I realized that the others in the room had walked to the door behind me. They seemed to be leaving the room. This would be a good time to go back into the room to use one of the older computers. As i tried to re-enter the room, though, the others turned around and walked back in. I knew that they would head to the older computers so that i could not use one. They got on the computers before i could, and i felt upset about this. I was not sure that they were doing it purposely, but i suspected that they were intentionally blocking me from using the systems. I did not have a computer to print from, and i felt upset about this. I looked around the small computer room as i paced for a moment in the northwestern section of the room. A desk of computers ran along the northern wall, and one person sat at the old command-line terminal there. Another counter seemed to run along the eastern wall, and three tables ran from the southern wall into the center of the room, creating rows of tables with computers on them. The only old systems were in use by the three or four other people here. I was annoyed with them, thinking that they were blocking the systems on purpose, even though they did not seem aggressive or ever interested in the fact that i was here. Upset, i collected my books from the northern table, looking at the open computers. None of the open machines were command-line terminals, so i could not print from them. I headed into the small northern room again. I had to get my things printed. A man, who seemed like $K4, moved around in the northeastern side of the room. I turned to the west and headed into the house, which seemed like my parents’ house. I said something to my mother and i crossed the large room on the ground floor of the house. The room was long east to west, with white walls and lace curtains on the large windows in the southern and western walls. I then noticed that it seemed dark outside. It was daytime, and something seemed wrong. I said something to my mother as i looked out the windows to the south, noticing the dark clouds along the southern horizon. I felt that a storm was coming in. I thought that i had heard distant thunder before, which must have made me nervous. Something felt very strange, and i moved to the east, looking out one of the larger windows in the center of the room for a better view. The clouds on the horizon did not seem that threatening. The formed a thin gray line, but i knew that they were somehow dangerous. The clouds shifted suddenly; dark-gray clouds churned suddenly to the north, bubbling up across the sky in thin plumes. The clouds moved suddenly, but then slowed before coming overhead. The columns of dark gray clouds backed away as if bubbling up from the storm and then falling back into the gray mass of the large cloud. I told my mother what was happening, watching the strange shapes of the clouds. I then thought that these clouds would make great photographs, but i did not have a camera with me. The clouds churned, moving swiftly and then slowing down to a creep. Suddenly, long strips of lightning crossed the sky east to west. Several bands illuminated the clouds, and i could see them over the tops of the leafless trees to the south of the house. The tall trees lined the southern side of the street at the bottom of the gradually sloping front lawn. I felt cautious of the storm. I then heard the sound of voices outside. Someone was surprised by the lightning and was talking about it. A child’s voice talked as well. People must be walking on the sidewalk on the southern side of the road. I leaned toward the glass to see them. They were coming from the west. It was not yet raining, but it would start soon. A man walked a child home, but the rain started. Other people came from the east, commenting on the weather as they ran to their houses. It was now pouring rain.

12012 May 10

I headed north, into the small room of the public building. The walls of the room seemed to be made of polished stone. Tourists were moving through the room to the north of me, heading east. They were heading into the building for the beginning of the tour. There were a lot of people here, and i realized that i would probably not be able to take this round of the tour because too many people were ahead of me. I felt disappointed, realizing that i would have to wait for the next round. I did not want to be here that long. The room that the people were heading into seemed to be much larger than the small antechamber that i had entered. I turned to the west to head into the waiting room. I was still carrying the white statue in my hand. The statue seemed to be made of white marble, and was a representation of a person with a dog standing in front of them. I had already eaten most of the person, leaving only the wolf left. I approached a man in the western room as i ate another chunk of the statue. He said that the statue would be more expensive because i was eating it. I knew that i had paid eight dollars for it, but he said that i would now have to pay nine dollars. This did not make much sense to me. I ate most of the back part of the statue, leaving only the wolf on the front. I then started thinking about the statue, and i wondered why i was eating it at all. I thought that the marble would break apart into tiny shards, which would be like glass. I headed to the east, down the southern sidewalk of the street. It seemed dangerous to eat the marble because i thought that it would cut up my stomach. I turned to the south and headed toward a small building, which seemed to be an old stone church. I was carrying a large blue canvas bag, and i stopped to look through it. I would enter the church in a moment. Something about this place reminded me of Russia. As i shuffled through the things in my bag, i was aware of a man watching me from the west. He seemed to be in a tower on one of the buildings on the northern side of the street, to the west of me. I felt cautious of him. He seemed to be targeting me. I thought that he was deciding whether or not to attack me. I had to pretend that i knew what i was doing here. I knelt down to the ground to look through the contents of my bag before i went into the church.

12012 May 11

I headed to the north, toward the small building. A man was standing outside the building, and i started talking to him. It was day, but the sky was dark gray, even though there did not seem to be a storm coming. I had been doing something to the south, but i had come to this house for something unrelated. As i spoke to the man, i became aware of the sound of an airplane. I looked up to the east to see the bottom of a large jet flying over my head. The airplane had come from the southwest and was passing to the east or northeast. It was moving very slowly, and it headed toward the open field to the east of me. I knew that it must have been landing at the nearby airport. I watched the tail of the airplane as it moved to the east of me, noticing that the airplane had many intricate tails. Two thin fuselages ran parallel to each other on opposite sides of the tail of the airplane. They ended in rounded cones and had wide tail fins sticking out to the sides. Between them was another tail, which was shaped more like a wedge coming from the central fuselage of the aircraft. It had wide fins on the sides of it, which overlapped the fins on the larger cones to the outside. On top of the central tail was another smaller tail, which had two parallel vertical fins and side fins. As the airplane shifted in the air to the northeast of me, the white central fins tipped and adjusted their position to keep the aircraft level. This seemed to be a military aircraft. It was much more complicated than a passenger craft. I mentioned this to the man, who was now standing to the northwest of me as both of us stood to the south of the house. The airplane was landing at the military air base near us. I then spotted the same airplane to the north of the house. It was now heading west, along the runway. The airstrip seemed to be separated from us by a tall chain-link fence. The airplane seemed to be moving quickly, but it took a long time to pass across my view. As it hit the runway, the large round jet engine on the near wing skidded on the ground, sending up sparks. I felt suddenly worried that the airplane would crash. I was surprised that the awkward design of the jet made the engines so large that they could scrape the ground. I told the other about this as i watched the airplane disappear behind some trees to the northwest. I could still see parts of it over the tops of the trees as it continued down the runway. I thought that the airplane would skid across the runway and crash, but i could not see clearly. I could not hear any explosion or see any bright flame, but i thought that the greenish-gray airplane had skidded to the side as it landed. I then turned to the south and walked back down the road. The field of cut grass was to the east of me. It sloped up near me so that i could not see the flat part of the field in the distance. The road that i was on curved to the west after only a hundred meters or so. A driveway seemed to run parallel to it to the southeast, curving up the hill to the southeast, to the south of the corner in the road that i was on. The driveway seemed to be the entry road for the base. I started walking to the south, across the snowy ground to the south of the corner. The ground here had been grass, but it was covered with something that seemed like snow. I headed toward the tall chain-link fence to the south of me. I was trying to get somewhere, but i suddenly realized that i might not be able to walk this way. The fence would stop me from getting on to the base. I looked down at the ground again. I could see footprints in the snow, but then i thought that there should be no snow on the ground at this time of year. Something seemed strange about the surface. I looked at it again, noticing that it was pale tan. It should be grass, but it still seemed like snow. I approached the fence to the south of me, but decided that i would not be able to get around it. I had hoped to head to the west of it and head into the forest. Instead, i turned back to the north and walked to the northwest across the grassy ground, back toward the road. The road headed through the forested area to the west, where the trees on either side seemed gloomy. I wondered suddenly whether people from the base could see me on the grass. I imagined that they were watching me from a security camera to the east. I hoped that they did not come after me. I came near the road, but realized that a short chain-link fence separated me from the road. I knew that the camera was watching me, so i did not want to hop over the fence. I headed toward the western end of the fence, where the fence met the edge of the trees. A path had been worn on the ground from others walking around the edge of the fence, between the metal end post and the short twisted trunk of the small tree to the west of it. I passed through the weeds of the area and started walking to the west, down the road. The other was with me now. I focused my attention to the northwest, where a large building was sitting to the north of the road. The college campus was to the west, and we were heading for this building. I remembered this building from long ago. The blue sky now seemed very bright with sun, and it seemed like a cool spring day. I looked at the building as we approached. It was a modern building, with a pale cement surface, which was detailed by dark lines of windows and trim. A round overhang extended over a small looped driveway on the southwestern side of the building. This seemed to be the admissions office of the university. We entered the admissions hall, heading north into the small lobby. A wide waiting room opened up to the west of us. This building was new, but i seemed to remember it from before. I felt excited to be here, but i was not really sure why. It had been a long time since i had been here. This place seemed like Lafayette University or Lehigh University. I remembered visiting here when i applied for college a long time ago. A group of people was clustered in the northeastern side of the room, near an information desk. They must be visiting the college. I headed to the west, into the waiting room, where many people were lingering. The seats here were long benches that formed rows running north to south, with a wide aisle east to west cutting through them. I walked to the southwestern side of the room, looking at the things on the walls. The lavatories seemed to be through a doorway in the southern end of the western wall. A man entered as i stood near the western side of the room, facing west. I had to do something, but i felt distracted by the familiarity of this place. I turned back to the north, where i noticed a family sitting on two benches on the northern side of the room. The parents were sitting on the western side of a row, and the two young children were sitting on the eastern side so that they were facing their parents. I moved down a row to the north, listening to the families here. A young man complained about waiting to the northeast of me. The father was sitting to the west of me, and i told him about this college. He had asked me something about it, so i excitedly told him about it. I felt nice in this place. I told him that this place was very nice. The boys to the northeast of me started joking about something. I turned to look at them, noticing that one of them was wearing a tank top. He seemed nicely built, but i realized that he was actually too young to be attractive. I turned back to the father and told him about the college. I told him that i had been to Lafayette for an interview, but, as i said the name, i realized that this might not be the correct place. I tried to remember which college i was at. I wondered if we were actually at Lehigh. I did not want to say the wrong name. I tried to think about it, but then i realized that we were actually in central New York. Both Lehigh and Lafayette were in Pennsylvania. We could not be at either of them. I felt confused, trying to remember where i was. I looked at the large brown campus map on the northern wall. It seemed to have the name of the university over the top of it. The map seemed to say “Cortland”, though the name seemed longer than it should. I imagined that the college was to the south of where i lived, though it seemed to be on the southern edge of the state, somewhere near Binghamton or Elmira. I asked chatted with the man about the school, asking him whether it was a SUNY school. He was not sure, but i told him that, if it was a SUNY school, it would be good because it would be easy to move from one SUNY campus to another.

I moved to the north of the room where the others were gathered. We were waiting in this college area, which seemed to be a large kitchen. I started to get things ready as the other two or three people stood near the counter to the east of me, looking down at something they were working on. I got the mop bucket from the floor near me and was getting ready to fill it in the metal sink to the west of me, but my grandfather had taken part of the map and was washing it under the sink. He had a red mob head, which looked like a red rubber octopus. He filled the center of the cap with water as he stood on the southern end of the metal sink, to the southwest of me. I waited for him, thinking that he was not doing it correctly. We had to put water in the mop bucket. It would do no good to fill the head of the mop since it would simply drain through the material. I thought that i should correct him because i was feeling a little impatient. I then wondered whether i really should mop the floor. I could not figure out why we were trying to clean this room. I felt confused as i moved around. I had to do something, but i was not sure what i should be doing. I moved to the southwest, across the room. I should mop the floor, but i thought that i should do it at $P19. I walked to the south, across the eastern end of the gravel parking lot. The eastern wing of the white two-story building was to the south of me, and i headed for the doorway in the eastern end of the northern wall, which seemed to be the kitchen door. I felt uneasy and did not want too many people to know that i was here. As i opened the kitchen door, thought, i saw three or four people inside. I quickly let the door close on its own, and i turned back to the north and started walking back to my car. I felt uneasy around $G3 now, thinking that i was out of place here. I made sure the hood of my white sweatshirt was pulled up over my head so that the people from the kitchen could not make out who i was, if they happened to have noticed that i opened the door. I headed back to my car, hoping that they did not realize who i was. As i made my way across the parking lot, however, someone from the south called my name. I was surprised, and i turned around to see who it was. I stopped to talk with the man, who seemed like $A177, but i felt uncomfortable. I did not want to be here. As the person chatted with me, i realized that i could hear a radio from somewhere. A woman parked a car just to the southwest of us, but i noticed that the music was coming from the blue car parked directly to the east. Most of the cars seemed to be parked facing the east, but the blue car was facing north. It was my car, and the music i was hearing seemed to be coming from it. I wondered why the radio was on in my car, and i thought that it must be the alarm. I pointed this out to the man i was chatting with. I opened my car door and tried to turn off the radio. Others in the parking lot had started talking about the music, wondering why someone had been playing their stereo so loudly in a car.

12012 May 12

$F45 and i were in the room with the young man. The man was standing to the south of us, and i was sitting on a wooden chair, with my arms resting on the back of the chair and my legs straddling the backrest. $F45 was standing to the west of me. The man had said that he wanted to leave, but $F45 was trying to delay him by asking him questions. I felt bored with the conversation and rested my chin on my arms. The man asked me why we were here, and i told him “procrastination”. It seemed to be a reference to the fact that $F45 was simply trying to keep the man here. The man seemed annoyed by the answer, so i tried to make him feel better by telling him that i did not want him to leave either. We chatted more with him as i stood up. $F10’s family was now to the northwest of us. They had some relation to the boy. The boy turned and said goodbye to the father. He still had to leave. I walked to the south of the boy and $A536, heading to the couch, which was to the northwest of them, against the northern wall.

12012 May 13

The bus arrived from the north and stopped on the eastern side of the driveway. I was in the bus, facing toward the front, to the south. $A53 was walking toward the bus from the east. I had gotten on the bus with him. This bus had something to do with a school reunion, and $A53 had convinced me that we should go to the reunion. No one else seemed to be on the bus yet, but, as $A53 got on the bus to the south of me, i realized that people were actually on the bus. I looked at two people, who were sitting in the gray bench seat to the southeast of me. I recognized them as people i had gone to high school with. I was not registered for this reunion, though, and i felt a little uncomfortable being here. I had only come because $A53 had asked me to. I then realized that the others had been on the bus when we got on. The bus was picking up people at different stops, and they had stopped here specifically to pick up $A53. I looked around at the other people on the bus, thinking that the people were actually rather old. They seemed older than i, but i knew that they were the same age. This made me feel awkward.

12012 May 15

I walked to the south, across the eastern side of the red wrestling mats. The square room was large, and people were practicing wrestling on the mats. I stopped at the southern end of the room and looked to the north at them. The room was filled with wrestlers in singlets trying to practice. It seemed very unorganized. I then focused on a man who was standing near the center of the room. He was trying to arrange the matches for the finalists. He talked to several of the finalists of the tournament, which had been going on for some time, and he seemed flustered. I knew that the tournament had been going on for some time now. It was getting late, and the man was trying to figure out how he could pair up the finalists and for the final matches. The others in the room seemed frustrated as well, and it seemed like they wanted the tournament to be over quickly. The man talked to six or seven people, trying to arrange matches between them. I though that they should have planned the tournament out better. They should have doubled up the earlier matches so that multiple matches were happening at the same time on different parts of the mats. They had taken so long to get the preliminaries done that they now had to have a large number of people wrestle before the end of the night. It seemed mismanaged. I turned to the east and wandered down the trail. I was now in a forested area. I went a little way until i noticed the man to the north of me. He was standing near the top of a cliff. The cliff was to the west of him. He scooped up a small amount of water from a puddle and tossed it over the cliff to the west. This had some significance. I moved to the southern edge of the cliff. The top of the cliff extended to the north of me, but curved to the west where i was now standing. The man was just to the north of me, on the southern end of the eastern edge of the cliff. He stood on the ground just to the west of the trees, scooping up more water. I was standing on the eastern end of the southern edge of the cliff, which did not seem as long as the eastern edge. I looked down to the bottom of the cliff, which was four or five meters below me. A woman was standing on the ground. She wore primitive animal skins, which seemed more like costumes from a movie that real clothing. The water had fallen on her like rain. It was some kind of signal. The man at the top of the cliff was warning her of something. I watched her brush the water out of her long black hair. I was not standing at the bottom of the cliff. The woman seemed to be living in a cave in the eastern wall of the cliff, and i fire pit seemed to be to the west of the cave. The woman stood between the cave and the fire pit. A man came out of the cave. He was the woman’s husband. He was angry about the man tossing water from above. It seemed comical in some way, but i did not understand the humor. This was all part of a television show, but i did not think that it was that good.

12012 May 16

I headed to the north, toward the open door of the van. It was parked on the northern side of the sandy beach. The ocean seemed to be ten or fifteen meters to the south of us, and the sand formed dense dunes. $A190 was in the van as i got in. We had to head out. We started driving to the east, heading through the small town on the side of the ocean. The paved road seemed very long, and it ran along the beach, over tall rounded hills. We started down a hill, heading to the east. $A190 said that he knew where we were, even though i knew that he could not see the hill on the side of town. I thought that he was actually in the trunk of the car, or just hiding in the back of the van. He could recognize the scenery because of the way the van moved. We would have to drive carefully. He headed down the narrow street, which seemed more rural now. Puddles were in the middle of the road, and they had a green film over them. We drove over them, and i watched the road carefully. I worried that we might skid on the green algae that was over the puddles. We had to be careful. We then came into a tunnel, where the road entered the mountain. When we came out on the eastern side, we were walking into the central room of the building. This did not seem correct. Something was out of place here. I knew that this was not a place that we should be. We would have to go back. I felt very annoyed, and i turned around to head back to the west, dragging the box with me. I felt frustrated that we had come all the way here just so that we could turn around to head back. The other person was with me as i started walking back up the stairs to the southwest, pulling the heavy box with me. The wooden box was packed with something that seemed cumbersome. As i dragged it up the stairs, chunky red stuff started spilling out onto the stairs. This annoyed me more. I did not want to deal with the box. I eventually decided that i was spilling too much of the box, so i decided that i would have to carry it. It seemed very heavy, and i did not want to do so, but i did not want to deal with the mess that i was making on the stairs either.

I stood just to the east of the car, which was parked on the western side of the city street. The street seemed very wide, and the buildings seemed to be apartment buildings with stores on the lower floor. The car was facing to the south, and i was waiting for the others. $F45 and $F43 were with me. They were standing on the sidewalk, to the west of the car. $F43 had been chatting with us, but she was now heading to the north. She had to get to a store for an interview. She was looking for work at one of the places on the street. I looked to the south, at the city in the distance. We seemed to be on a hill, and the main part of the city was to the south of us, in the distance. Something seemed strange about the tall skyscrapers of the city. As i looked at the tall thin white tower in the middle of the city, i noticed that it was tipping to the west. The building had a rounded white top, which looked like a decorative dome. It tipped to the west again, and i thought that it would fall over. I wondered if there had been an explosion. I looked again at the skyline, but i could not see the building at the moment. It must have collapsed. I felt very worried that the city was being attacked. Something was wrong, and i realized that it must be a national attack. My mother would be watching on television, and i realized that she would be very worried if she knew that i was in Philadelphia. I saw the tall white building again over the skyline. It tipped suddenly to the west, but still did not fall. I knew that something was wrong. Something bad was happening. I stared at the building, trying to determine what was happening. A white haze seemed to be around the buildings. I thought it could be smoke, but i was not sure. I stared at it for a moment, but could not tell whether it was really there or not. It might have been an illusion of haze. I still felt that something bad was happening, but i could see that some of the other buildings were also swaying too. This must be a normal way that the buildings sway in the wind. I could not see the domed tower anymore, so i thought that it must have actually fallen down. I then spotted the reflection of domed building in one of the other towers. I then thought that maybe the domed building was not actually swaying as much as it had seemed before. I might have been seeing it in a reflection, and the swaying might have seemed more pronounced because of the warping of glass in the second building. I still felt worried about the city, though. I turned back to the car to put my things back into it. We had to leave this area, but i was still worried about $F43. $F45 was sleeping in the front seat of the car, and i was loading things into the rear driver’s door. The car was now facing to the west on the northern side of the street. I felt tense and thought that we should leave quickly. The car started moving to the west, though. I realized that no one was in the driver’s seat, and i started worrying. The car was rolling forward by itself. I felt panicked, and i yelled to $F45, trying to wake him up. He would not wake up. The car must have been rolling down the shallow slope of the road. I could not stop it because i was in the back seat. I thought that i should get out of the car and walk back up the street to get $F43. I opened the door on the northern side of the car and got out. The car was moving slowly as i stepped out, but it then speeded up as it rolled to the west, down the long narrow street. The area to the west seemed open, with vacant lots and light-brown features. I felt very upset that the car was rolling away. I then realized that i would have to head back quite a way now. I turned the corner at an intersection and headed to the north. I thought that i was now a few blocks from the store where $F43 was. As i rounded the corner, i noticed the woman to the south of me, standing on the southwestern corner of the intersection. She had fuzzy brown hair and wore a denim jacket. I pulled my own denim jacket closed and started heading to the north. I then realized that my flannel vest was in the car. It was getting chilly now, and i did not have anything to wear under my jacket to keep me warm. I felt frustrated by this as i looked down at the front of my jacket. I pulled it closed, noticing the yellow paint on the left breast pocket. I was annoyed that it had gotten the jacket dirty.

12012 May 17

I entered the kitchen of my grandmother’s house from the north. My relatives were in the room, sitting around the large dining-room table. I had been visiting this place for a little while, but i felt like i had not had enough time to spend with my relatives. I had been busy doing other things. I sat down at the eastern end of the table. My mother was on the northwestern side of the round table, and my grandmother was on the west. I then looked to the south, noticing the runners jogging down the street from the east. I seemed to be at the front of the house, thought i was still in a room. A short woman jogged to the west with some of the other runners. A small group was jogging just behind her. The woman jogged to the west, slowing and coming to a stop to the southwest of me. She looked down at the ground for a moment, and then she turned back to the east. I realized that she had seen something on the ground, and i wondered if she was following marks on the ground. I moved to the southwest to look at the mark. It was a chalk mark on the ground, so i thought that the runners might be from $G4. I told my relatives about it, saying that the runners were from $G4. I looked down at the mark as i reached it. It looked like a cartoon bee drawn on the pavement. The name of a $G4 group was drawn in a circle around it. I looked up, noticing other runners coming from the east. I called to them, saying “On on” to see if they recognized the statement. Some of the other runners called back to me with the same statement. I was excited to see that these people were from $G4. I told my relatives about the runners again. I then realized that i had been ignoring my relatives again because of $G4. I felt bad about this, but i wanted to know who the runners were. They had started running to the north, thought the parking lot to the east of my grandmother’s house. I jogged to the north toward them. I could see them gathering at the northern end of the lot. I recognized two of the men in the group as i approached. They were wearing brightly colored T-shirts. I moved to the southeast of them, and i started chatting with them. I then noticed the third man to the north of me. He had a darker T-shirt and a frizzy black beard. I wanted to find out about the runners, but i felt bad about not talking to my parents while i was visiting this area. I had asked the men about their group as i introduced myself, and the man with the beard was now telling me that this was the thirty-first $G4 group. He said that this group ran on the thirty-first of every month. I then noticed $F10 to the northwest of me. He had been running with the group. It was good to see him, and i thought that this running group must be closer to his house that where i had been. I walked to him and said hello. I felt good here as i wandered between the runners, chatting with people.

12012 May 18

We were driving to the north, down the country road. It was dark out, and i could only make out the tall weeds growing on the sides of the road. I knew that the lands around us were farming fields. We slowed down a little as i noticed something to the west. Lights were shining from the field, and a small crowd of people were gathered in the field, just to the west of the thin line of weeds and thicket plants that separated the field from the road, All of the leaves were dry, and the grass in the field seemed tan and damp. An accident had occurred, and the crowd was gathered around the car. I talked to $Z as i turned to the west, heading across the soggy ground toward the small crowd. I felt very concerned about the accident. A bloody man stumbled toward us. He seemed confused and upset. I realized that he was $A599. I felt suddenly worried about him. I then remembered that he was just in an accident a little to the south, on the same road. His car had crashed into something. He mentioned it, and seemed very upset about it. I felt worried about him, thinking that he had just escaped the first accident only to be caught in this one. Someone then said that the car here had run over $A599. I looked to the west-southwest to see the small blue car sitting in the field. The crowd had parted, and i could see the crumpled hood of the car. The car was facing east, and the passenger’s front wheel seemed to be pressed into the ground. The hood around the wheel was crushed in toward the cabin, and folded down toward the ground. It must have been driven off the road. It was resting in a set of bushes on the southern side of the field. The bushes divided the field from the one to the south. I turned to $A599, asking him how he was doing. I tried to comfort him. He was too distracted, and he paced back and forth in panic. I did not know what to do for him.

12012 May 19

I was riding in the car as the others drove to the west, down the wide street in the open part of the city. We seemed to be south of the city, and possibly on the western side. I chatted with the others in the car as we drove. Some of the buildings around us had grassy lawns and were set back from the road, but most seemed to be separated from the road by only a sidewalk. I was chatting with one of the others when i noticed the black bear standing on one of the lawns to the north of the road. It seemed very out of place, and i was surprised to see it. We drove past, and the others did not acknowledge that i had been there. I asked if anyone else had seen it. They said that they had not noticed it. I then spotted a brown bear ahead of us, on the sidewalk on the northern side of the road. Something seemed wrong. These bears should not have been in this city area. I started to feel very uncomfortable about driving down this area. I started looking around, thinking that more bears might be running through the city. As we crossed through one intersection, i looked to the north, seeing a large grizzly bear in the distance. It was standing on its hind feet, facing west, and it seemed to be in the center of the city area. I felt very worried now. Several other bears were around it now, and they seemed to be destroying one of the buildings in the city. The bears were actually attacking the city. I warned the others about it and said that we would have to get out of here. Everyone became tense. We then spotted the large grizzly bear ahead of us. It was blocking the road, so we had to turn to the north to avoid it. The bears were trying to block the city area, and i felt that we had to get out before they sealed off the city. We were now heading toward the center of the city, but i worried that we would get caught in the main part of town. We had to head to the west to get away from the town. We turned to the car to the west, heading across a large parking lot. The street we were on seemed to have a lot of shops on it, and the area to the north of the shops now seemed to be covered with parking lots. The land to the west had rolling hills, and i could see the parking lots on the land, separated by the north-to-south streets. We hurried across the parking lots. As we crossed the first street, the car did not slow down. I hoped that no traffic was coming from the street. We crossed the next lot and then another street. I felt uncomfortable about crossing the streets without stopping, but i knew that he had to get out of the city as quickly as possible. I explained to the others that, by crossing the lots, we were actually able to travel faster because the lots had less traffic. I told them that we had to escape.

12012 May 20

I was cleaning up things from the house. This place seemed like $P19. I was living in a room here, even though i had an apartment somewhere else. I was in a bedroom in the northeastern corner of the second floor of the house. I picked up a few things from the floor. I felt out of place here. I wondered why i was living in this house when i had an apartment. It seemed strange for me to be back in this place. I thought that i should take my things out of this room and leave the house. I tried to remember if i actually had anything here that i should take with me. I left the room started down the hall to the east, carrying the bucket with me. I turned to the north, into the bathroom. I had to finish cleaning up before i left this place. The tub on the eastern wall of the bathroom cleaned easily. I was then bending over it, scrubbing it. I had used the hand scrubber on the tub, but i thought that i probably should not have. It was easy to clean, and i did not want to scratch the surface of the porcelain. I headed to the south, heading out of the bathroom and turning to the west in the corridor. I was thinking that i should head down to the first floor to do the bathroom down there as well. $G3 were down the hallway to the west of me as i headed down the hallway of the second floor. I felt nervous about them, but i realized that they should know me because i lived here, even though i felt that i should no longer be living here. I then thought that i really only was keeping things here. I felt very uncomfortable about this situation, thinking that i really should not be here anymore. I had left this place, and i should not be here. I thought that the bathroom on the first floor should be clean, so i thought that i should get my things out of my room instead. I wanted to leave this place. I then remembered that $F14 had said that she needed something. I continued down the hallway to the west. Her room was near the end of the corridor, on the northern side. She was away on vacation, but i thought that she needed her keys. I pictured the geode key ring on the wooden desk on the southern side of the room, to the west of the door. The wooden desk seemed clean and neat. I wondered if the keys would still be there. I had a pair of her pants with me, but i thought that i should leave the blue jeans on the bed for her. The bed seemed like a double bed, and it was on the northern wall, to the north of the desk. She would know that i was the one who dropped them off. I stood just inside the doorway, looking around the room. I felt uneasy and indecisive. I had something to do here, but i was not sure what i should do. Something in the house was making me uncomfortable, and i wanted to leave this place. I walked back to the south, into the hall. The others from $G3 were still to the west of me, down the hall. I realized that the hall now opened up to the west, into a large dining room. $G3 were getting ready for a dinner event. I looked across the large dining room, noticing the many long tables with white table cloths on them. $F12 was in the crowd on the northwestern side of the room. I was surprised to see him. I did not know that $G3 was having a reunion function. I felt uncomfortable and out of place, though, so i was not sure what i should do. I decided that i should go back to the room to the east to grab my things. I would have to leave here. I stepped into the room and grabbed my bags and some other things. I was then outside, to the east of the house. I felt upset as i tried to carry my things to the east. I then noticed a pair of sneakers on the ground to the north of me. I felt frustrated and bent over to pick them up. I had too many things in my hands, though, and could not easily grab them. I then noticed several other things on the ground, just to the south of the street, which was to the north of me. I remembered that i had put my things on the side of the road here. I felt upset about this. I would have to come back to get them because i could not carry them at the moment. They would be hidden from traffic by the short green pine shrubs that ran in a row along the southern side of the road, which seemed like a parking lot. Cars were parked along the southern side of the lot, facing east. As i started to the east again, i realized that more things were on the ground. I felt upset that they were getting mixed up with my things. People were putting things here to set up for a sale. I was upset that they might sell my things, but i was not sure what i could do. I felt frustrated.

12012 May 21

I was walking down the narrow corridors of the office for $G6. The area around me seemed different than i remembered. I had not worked here in awhile, and things had changed. I wandered through the corridors, trying to get to someplace. I had to get something here. I was uneasy being here, thinking that i no longer belonged here. I headed to the west, in to the next large room of cubicles. This room did not look familiar either, and i started to feel lost. I was not quite sure which room i was in because everything looked so different here. I turned to the east and walked into a corridor. Someone was approaching me from the east, and i said that this corridor did not look correct. I told the person how the office had changed over the years. I remembered the entry to the office being light blue and tan, but the corridor now seemed black. I mentioned this to the other person.

I was with the other people in the large room of the school. I felt uncomfortable here, thinking that something about the place had changed. We were attending the school now, but it seemed incorrect. We had graduated from this school a long time ago, and it did not seem right that we would be part of the class. I then thought that we had gone back in time somehow. We were still children, as we had been in the future, but the others were now also children. Somehow they had been adults in the future, but we had slipped back into the past to join them as children, even though it seemed that we were children in the future. I felt upset about this. I did not want to be here. We were in the area with the spears. The class was learning how to throw spears and use other primitive weapons. The gym coach was coming toward us from the south. We seemed like middle-school children, but i thought that the seniors would now be our classmates. Something had happened here, making reality change in this iteration. I complained about the seniors being in our class to the girl to the west of me. She was my sister. The coach was talking to the north, showing us how to use the dart guns. I already knew how to use the guns. I turned to the west and shot the dart gun at the wooden post, hitting the post with the dart. I then had to reload the gun as the coach watched me. I felt a little nervous about having him watch me. I then said that i was upset, saying that i did not want to join the class in this place. I mentioned Tabitha Stevens, hoping that the name would mean something to the coach. I thought that she was our older sister. I then realized that we had gone back in time, so it would not make sense for us to have an older sister. I was disappointed, and i begrudgingly walked to the north to join the gym class. They had dark rods too, which seemed to be some other kind of spear weapon. I felt upset about the time change. It had made things more complicated, and i did not want to deal with them.

12012 May 23

I headed into the small room of the house to the east, walking along the southern side of the larger room to get there. My mother seemed to be to the north in the larger room. As i came into the small bedroom, i noticed $X14 lying on the bed to the east. The bed was on the eastern wall of the room, which seemed to be crowded with furniture and stacks of clothing. I moved close to pet $X14. As i stood near the western edge of the bed, i noticed that there were actually two black cats on the bed. This surprised me. One of the cats seemed larger than the other, so i thought that the fat one must be $X14. $F45 must have confused the cats and let the wrong one into the house. I felt annoyed with him for doing that. I looked at the face of the darker cat, which seemed to be smaller cat. The face was not right for $X14, so i knew that this cat was not $X14. I headed back to the west, into the main area of the house. I told the people in the living room that two cats were in the house, and that one of them was not $X14. I walked to the north, to the back door of the house. I wanted to let the smaller cat out because it did not belong in the house. As i reached the door, i realized that both of the black cats were following me. The bigger one must be $X14, so i would simply let the smaller one out. I knew that the smaller one was not $X14. As i opened the door to the north of me, though, i noticed that the larger cat had a white face. This cat was not $X14 either. I felt confused, and i bent over the larger cat to get a closer look at it. It had white fur on its belly as well. Neither cat was $X14. I was not sure what to do, and i wondered how these two cats got into the house. I was going to say something, but then i noticed the calico cat on the floor to the east of me, near the young girl. I felt annoyed that so many cats were in the house, and i wanted to know how they had gotten in. I felt that someone must have let them into the house.

12012 May 24

I was with the wrestling team in the small area, which seemed like a bus. They moved around me in the area, and i felt excited to see them. $A600 and $A622 were in the group, and i chatted with them, interested to talk to them. I was then aware of the walls of the bus. We were heading to the southeast, across the flat land. I then focused on the land in front of the bus, noticing that the road we were following went over a dirt edge to the south of us. I felt suddenly worried about the cliff. The bus tumbled over the cliff, rolling over its side. I was upset about this as i watched the bus fall. I knew that it was done on purpose, though. The bus had rolled over a cliff in the past, and the team had been traumatized by the experience. The coach wanted to help the team get over the experience by recreating the accident. It was a way to toughen the team up. I was now looking down at the cliff, which was now to the northwest of me. I could see more of the land around us, and i knew that the bus would be rolling down the hill soon. It was a way to condition the team. The bus was approaching the cliff from the northwest again. I looked to the west. The land around us was hilly, with dark dirt and bright green vegetation.

12012 May 25

$F45 and i moved with the crowd of people that were headed into the building. We walked east, through the doorway in the cement wall of the cinema. We seemed to be entering a mall area from the back side of the building, and everyone was in a queue to get into the building. I felt a little nervous here, thinking that we really did not have a ticket to see the movie. We came into a small oddly shaped room. The walls seemed to be made of cinderblocks, and a wall to the southeast cut diagonally across the southeastern corner of the room, coming almost all the way to the western wall on the southern end, and leaving two or three meters of the eastern wall on the northern side of the room. The queue moved to the northeast, along the wall, before heading to the north, into a doorway in the eastern end of the northern wall. A man in a dark uniform was standing to the north of us now, in the open northwestern part of the room. He seemed to be an usher for the cinema. He was watching $F45 and i as we walked in. I knew that we did not have the proper tickets for this movie, but i did not want the man to catch us. I pretended that i was not worried about getting into the show as i followed along with the rest of the crowd. I then realized that the man had glanced down at my hands. I remembered that i was still carrying the metal plate in my right hand. The man would not be able to see it fully, but i realized that it would make him think that we belonged here. I followed the crowd past the man and through the doorway, still nervous that the man would try to stop us. I came into the wide room, which was the cinema. The ceiling was only three meters tall, and it seemed white. Several large columns ran along the southern side of the room, about two meters from the southern wall. I followed $F45 to the west, walking around the western side of the theater. I was not sure where we should sit. The floor was not sloped, and the white screen in the center of the northern wall did no seem that large. An aisle ran east to west through the back of the audience, separating three or four rows of seats at the back of the auditorium from the rest. I moved to the northern side of the southern section of seats, on the western side of the room. I then realized that $F42 and $F46 were sitting in the back section, just to the east of me. I said hello to them as i sat down in one of the chairs. I still felt nervous here because we had snuck into the theater, but i did not want it to show as i spoke to $F42 and $F46. $F45 had sat down to the west of me, but, after a moment, he got up and headed to the front of the theater. I felt annoyed with him. He wanted to get better seats, and he did not care that we could not join our friends to watch the movie. I was still talking to $F42 as he walked away. The lights in the house then started to dim. My cell phone buzzed, and i knew that i was receiving a text message from $F45. He was telling me where he was in the cinema. I was still annoyed with him, but i tried to find him. As i moved through the theater, i started to worry that i would be drawing too much attention to myself. I did not want the ushers to question us because i did not have a ticket to show them. I looked at my cell phone, but could not see the screen properly. I had to cover it to keep the light from distracting others in the theater. I walked to the north, near the front of the auditorium. I then heard $A606 talking from somewhere at the front of the audience, to the northwest of me. I knew that $F45 would be with him. I felt annoyed with them, and i tried to make my way to them, nervous about drawing too much attention from the ushers.

12012 May 28

I walked to the east, along the southern side of the apartment building. I had been talking with the other people in the brick apartment building to the west, and i was still thinking of them as i moved along the sidewalk. The building on the northern side of the sidewalk to the east of me seemed to be a gray stone church. I was heading there as i thought about how special the people from the apartment were. They had special abilities, and i felt excited when i thought about their abilities. I wandered into the gray stone church, looking around the small chapel within. I kept thinking about the special people, though, and i felt excited about them. I imagined what they would be able to do, and i wanted to be with them. I turned to the south and wandered back out of the church. I then started to fly down the street to the west. I remembered that the fifth person from the apartment could also fly, but his abilities seemed to have more to do with physics. I knew that my ability to fly was less scientific. It seemed to be based on dreams, where as the fifth man could fly because he was able to enact forces through the laws of physics.

I left the house and drove to the south. I felt that i had to get something. I drove down the road, which seemed to be on the outskirts of a small town. I was approaching the town, which seemed like $P125. The buildings here seemed old and run down. A large white wooden building towered over some of the smaller buildings on the eastern side of the road. A railroad track seemed to cross over the road on an old metal bridge just to the south of me. On the eastern side of the road, just to the north of the tracks, i noticed a small tourist shop. It was set back from the road, and it seemed to have a narrow street or narrow parking lot between it and the street. The shop had a plain white front with a porch that ran the length of the building. Thin wooden poles held up the roof of the porch at regular intervals. Merchandise and brightly colored signs decorated the porch, making it look like a gift shop. A median separated this street or lot from the road i was traveling on. I thought that i should stop at the small store, but i felt nervous about something. Something in this town did not seem right. I passed the store and started to go under the railroad bridge, but i decided that i wanted to get something from the store. I turned the car back to the north, thinking that i would have to drive past the store to turn into the lot of drive at the front of the store. The store was actually on a small dirt road, which ran parallel to the main road. The sidewalk on the eastern side of the main road separated the main road from the dirt road. I had to go north of where the store was to reach an intersection. The cross street headed off to the east from the main road, but immediately turned to the northeast, heading through some large old white buildings, which looked like old factories. I turned to the south from the intersection, onto the dirt road to head to the store. However, i started to feel more unsure of this place, and i was not sure if i should stop here. As i slowed down on the western side of the store, i heard a voice speaking over an intercom. I felt suddenly nervous, and i looked up at the black loudspeaker that was hanging from the brown utility pole near the southern end of the store. The police of the town were announcing that a man was missing. I felt nervous, and i looked to the north, up the sidewalk at the pedestrians. They did not seem to pay attention to the announcement. I felt very nervous about the store, but i headed to the east, into the front door. I found myself in a small crude waiting room, with wood paneling on the walls. I was surprised to see a waiting room here. I had expected to see the gift shop. Several people were sitting in chairs around the room, all waiting to go into the back room to the east for treatment. I thought that this place had to do with hair replacement. I noticed an older man with gray hair sitting just to the north of the doorway in the eastern wall. It seemed strange that he had gray hair, but then i realized that he still had a full head of hair. I looked around the room, noticing that not many people were bald. It seemed strange that they were all here. I realized that the tourist items on the porch might disguise this place to people who were unfamiliar with it. I started to feel nervous here, so i headed back to the west, into the next room of the building. This was not the way i had come into the building, and i found myself in a large fancy dining room. The dining room was to the south of me. The center of the room was filled with a large well-polished wooden table. China cabinets lined the southern and eastern walls. I felt suddenly like i was intruding here. I had to get back out. I wanted to find the gift shops that i had seen from outside because i need to pick something up. I headed to the north, back into the hallway. The corridor ran to the north. I was aware that the waiting area was to the west of me, but i thought that the shops might be on the northern side of the building. Polish woodwork ran across the lower sections of the walls of the narrow corridors. This building was nicely designed, even though it seemed old and worn. I came to the end of the corridor, only to see office doors to the north and east of me. The doors had frosted glass on the upper halfs. I felt a little confused, not quite sure where i should go. A woman came out of one of the offices to the north of me, talking to someone else ash she walked toward me. I tried not to seem out of place as i looked at the wooden railing of the stairway that ascended to the south, along the eastern wall of the hallway. I headed to the south, away from the woman. I opened the door on the eastern end of the hallway, at the end of the hallway, and saw into the large library. The walls were painted brown, and the room was detailed with dark reds and greens, making it a nice color combination. People were sitting at the northern end of the long wooden brown table, talking. I did not want to disturb them, so i backed out of the room and closed the door. I then wondered about the gray-haired woman to the north of me. I started to worry that she would be suspicious of me, and i wondered if she was still watching me. If i continued to wander around the building, i might look suspicious. I was probably not supposed to be in the back corridors of the building. I thought that the building was very nice, though, and i wanted to look around. I moved to the southern end of the corridor and opened the door to the south. I could see into the library again, noticing the men sitting at the eastern end of the long wooden table. I suddenly realized that i was looking at exactly the same view that i had seen from the other doorway. Somehow, both doors opened to the exact same spot. This seemed very strange, and i suddenly felt that i had stumbled on something secret. I worried that people did not want me seeing these things. I started to back out of the room when an alarm sounded in the building. I became worried that the people here knew that someone was wandering around in the back corridor. I had to pretend that i knew what i was doing here.

12012 May 29

I carried the cello to the north, across the back foyer of $P19. People were playing music to the west, in the pool room of the house, but i was heading toward the living room, where several people had guitars. A man was standing by the grand piano in the southwestern corner of the living room. I made a comment about the music as i brought the cello into the center of the room. I had to put it in the case, which was on the floor against the eastern wall. I bent over to put the cello in the case, but realized that someone had left a winter jacket in the case. This annoyed me. I had to take the jacket out to put the cello in. Others then started coming into the room from the south, and they started talking about music. One person was talking about a song that he could not quite remember, and he started humming part of it. I recognized it, and i thought that it was a song by Steely Dan. I then thought that this was not correct. I thought that it was actually by The Animals. The song sounded like “Come Tomorrow”, but, when i told the others the name of the song, i said something different. This seemed strange, and i thought about why i had said the different name of the song. I then realized that many people were now in the living room of the house. They were putting things on the western wall of the room. The couch had been removed from the living room, and small square baskets had been hung on the wall in rows and columns, forming a large rack. I thought that these baskets were for bicycles. People would simply take the basket off of the wall and hook it on to their bicycle before they rode to class. I looked over the rack, thinking that it looked rather impressive. The baskets were the right size for a bicycle. Most of them were empty, but several seemed overloaded with objects. I then looked to the south, down the length of the sun room, which was to the west of the living room. Bicycle racks had been installed on both sides of the room. All of this had been done during the last work project for the house. I sayed that it was nice that the bicycle racks were now indoor. The southern end of the room was open to the back foyer, and i could see a group of people coming into the house from the west. They entered through a set of glass doors, which looked new and nice. The house had been fixed to look very nice in the work project. Several dogs came in with the people and started running through the doorways of the living room. A light-gray standard poodle ran into the southern end of the room that i was in. It had pink coloring splattered across its fur, and it looked sick. Something was not right with the dog. I followed it into the living room to try to figure out what had happened to the dog. Several people mentioned the work project as they chatted around the dog. The dog then vomited onto the gray carpet. I felt very concerned for the dog, and realized that the vomit was pink or red. Something very bad had happened to the dog, and i worried that the dog was very sick. I looked out the window to the west, from where the others had come from. Another poodle was still outside, but it was dead. It had caught its hind legs on something and was hanging in the air with its head down. Its head was dipped into a shallow puddle of water. Something was wrong with the dogs, and i felt upset about it. $A221 was standing to the northeast of me, and i asked him if any cans of paint had been left open. The bright pink color that the dog had vomited seemed to come from an artificial pigment, and i told this to $A221. We walked across the living room to the north, exiting though the door in the northern end of the eastern wall. We came outside to the small porch. I looked around at the junk pile that was against the short stone wall to the east of the house. The junk was stacked against the eastern side of the wall and seemed to be near the road. I looked over the junk for open cans of paint. $A221 was walking with me. We noticed a can of paint that had a loose lid near the southern end of the wall. I pointed out the loose lid to $A221. I then started looking around in the junk for a cinder block, thinking that i could use it to pound down the lid of the can. As i headed back to the north, along the wall, however, i saw another can of paint near the northern end of the wall. This one was open too, but this one had pink splatters of paint on the ground around it. It also had foot prints from a dog in the paint. I felt upset, and i told $A221 that this was the can that the dogs drank from.

12012 May 30

I was running with $G4 as we headed to the north, across the open grassy field. I was looking along the ground for trail marks, but i could not find any. I could not figure out where the trail went. Some of the other runners around me were saying that the trail goes into the mountains, which seemed to be to the northwest of us. The mountains seemed tall, and i wondered if the trail would actually go that far. It seemed too far to travel, and i thought that it would be getting dark soon. I walked to the north, along the eastern side of the open area. I then noticed a long streak of flour on the ground to the west of me, heading to the edge of the area. I turned toward it and stated following it, but i thought that the others must have checked this mark already. They were confused and were wandering around in the area, which now seemed like a large quadrangle. I came into the building, heading to the northeast as i passed through the entrance. This building seemed like a pub or restaurant, though it was very empty. The walls were dark, and few people were inside. A woman was standing to the north of me as i came in. She was standing to the east of what appeared to be a service counter or bar. She watched me as we came in, and i realized that she would probably not know why i was here in running clothes. I talked about this possibly being the end of a run that i had been doing. I then noticed that she had a blue flower-shaped thing in her hands, which she was holding in front of her chest. I realized that it was her symbol, and that it was the same symbol i had seen before on the trail. This woman must have been the one to set the trail. This must be the end of the run for $G4. I greeted the woman, and i told her that the others were wandering around, confused by the marks. I told her that the others could not find the end of the trail, and i said that some of them wanted to head out into the mountains to find the rest of the trail. This did not seem like a good idea. If they went into the mountains now, they would be gone into the night, which would not be a good idea. It seemed to be getting cold, and i knew that they would be lost in the mountains in the dark.

I woke up in the middle of the night and started moving through the house. Something felt ominous in the darkened house, and i was aware of something out of place here. I was dragging a body through the living room, and i knew that the body was i. A large window in the western wall let the bright moonlight shine into the room. I looked down at my body as i dragged it across the floor, hoping that no one outside the window would see it. The light was bright enough that it illuminated the body, so people outside might be able to see it. I dragged the body to the east, toward the bedroom that i had been sleeping in. My bedroom was in the northeastern part of the house, down a short corridor that ran from the northern end of the eastern wall of the living room, flush with the northern wall of the room. I started down the corridor to the east, but then remembered that i had left something outside. I was a little hesitant to get it, but i knew that i had to. I thought that the moon was bright enough that i should be able to see outside without difficulty. I opened the screen door to the south, but realized suddenly that in just went into another room. I remembered this room from before, and i had been confused by the door before as well. I crossed the room to the east. The exit door was in the eastern wall of the room, facing south. I would be able to get outside, but i was still weary of something else outside watching me.

I entered the house from the west, coming into the small living room. $F18 and her children were in the room, but i was talking to $F7. We chatted as we walked to the east, into a small room of the house. $A608 had done something awkward, and we were talking about it in the smaller room, where it was more private. $A608 was to the west of us, in the other room, and we did not want him to hear what we were saying. We sat on the floor near the northern wall of the small room. We chatted for a moment. I then told $F7 that i should visit him more often. I felt bad for not stopping in to see him more often. I told him that when i was in the area i was usually visiting my family, so it was harder to see him. $F18 came up the stairs from the south, coming into the room. I pointed her out to $F7.