ZUDEMA

11998 June 01

I was on the side of the cottage with the others. It was dark out, and we were bringing things to the cottage. I knew that there was a bear in the back of the cottage. The others walked around the back of the cottage. Then three of them ran back towards me. I then saw the bear run out from the back of the cottage, followed by the other two men. I knew that this was part of the television show. I looked at the back corner of the cottage. There was a wooden arch which extended from the corner of the building. It was made of diagonally crossed pieces of wood, and was very thin. The first three men ran around the corner of the building again and through the arch. The bear then ran after them. I wondered how they got the bear to follow the men in such a hurry. The three people ran around the corner of the house and through the arch. I then saw the bear running after them. The bear ran behind the arch, however. I realized that the trainer was off stage to the left calling it. Then i saw the other two actors run from behind the house. One of them seemed like Fred Savage. I realized that they had to run out after the bear because they got caught behind it in the corridor behind the cottage. I turned and walked to the front steps of the cottage. I was worried about the bear. I was in the kitchen of my grandfather’s cottage with my mother, who was about to leave. My parents were on their way out, and i had to close up the cottage. My mother was worried about the bear. She warned me about the bear being around and how it might attack. I thought about the bear, and felt scared. I knew that it was dangerous and that it might attack me. I felt uneasy about staying in the cottage alone. My parents left through the front door. I kept thinking about the bear. I was trying to figure something out about the bear, but i was having trouble with the mathematics. I was frightened that the bear might attack. I remembered that it had attacked something behind the cottage and eaten it. Once it was done, it would attack other humans and eat them. I thought about getting mauled by a bear. I reached behind me as my parents started to walk out the front door and grabbed something from my black book bag. I needed to figure something out. I walked up to the kitchen window and dropped the object on the floor. I then realized that i had carried the white plastic bag with garbage in it to the cottage. The remains of the cassava porridge were still in it. I knew that the bear would be attracted to the smell of food, and i was worried about leaving the stuff in the kitchen. I decided to lock the doors after they had left. I felt very insecure and worried that the bear might come into the cottage. I walked out onto the front porch of the cottage and tried to pull the doors shut. There were several things collected on the porch that i stepped over to get to the front door. The porch was screened in, and i reached for one of the glass doors to pull it shut only to find that it was on the other side of one of the screens. I decided that it would be fine as it was. I turned around and started to head back into the cottage. My blue bicycle was lying in the center of the narrow passage which led to the main door of the cottage. I tried to stand it up. I was in the entranceway to the cottage, though there did not seem to be any roof over me. I then realized that $F10’s bicycle was also on the ground. His bicycle seemed new, and was a white mountain bike with black handle bars. It was lying on the ground in front of the main door. I thought that it would be good to leave the bicycles lying on the porch because it would make it hard for the bear to get to the cottage. I pulled the main door closed behind me as i shifted $F10’s bicycle out of the way. I then carefully walked over the top of the bicycles. There was a metal lawn chair on the left side of the corridor which was behind $F10’s bicycle and underneath the back end of mine. I stepped on its arms to climb over the bikes and walk into the cottage. I walked into the center of the cottage and looked around. I felt as though i should stay away from the windows and easy access points of the cottage. I then realized that i would be sleeping in the downstairs bedroom since i was by myself. I started to feel realized. I knew that most bears did not attack humans. I thought that most of them were carnivorous. I then started to wonder if there was any place in the cottage where we could go where the bear could not go. I thought that we should climb onto the roof. I thought that it would be possible to get to the roof from the balcony off of the front of the cottage. I then thought that the roof of the cottage might be low enough to the ground that the bear could simply climb up. I thought that it would be better if the roof was flat on top so that we would have a place to sit. I remembered that there was a flat roof on the white building. It could be accessed from a small window just below it. I wondered whether the bear would be able to climb out the window. I walked with $Z to the center of the roof. We would be able to stay here for the night. As i sat down, however i realized that the roof was glass. I asked $Z whether it was stable. Just then, the roof started to sag. The supports were not strong enough to support us. I moved to the edge of the roof as the glass done started to invert. All at once, the come sank into the roof. I looked at the edge of the window, where it had been sealed to the side of the roof. There was a black metal rim on the outside of the glass which still stood vertical. I ran my finger along the inside of the black metal, noticing how the water had collected between the metal and the glass. I then started to pull on the edge of the glass. I thought that we should take the glass out of the window so that it would be safer. The glass lifted out as though it was a very stiff material. I placed my hands on the floor between the tear in the glass for balance. I then felt the pinch in the palm of my hand from glass splinters. I carefully let go of the glass and looked at the palm of my left hand. I could see several small sparkles of glass from the top of my palm. There was a triangular piece of glass stuck in my skin. I reached for it and pulled it out. I then noticed that there were several others stuck in my palm. The pieces of glass were very thin, and seemed grey. I started pulling them out when i realized that they were stuck on my hand in layers. There were quite a few pieces of the shale-like material in my palm. I pulled one out and noticed that the several layers of the black and grey material slid from my hand in sequence, as if pouring like a stack of cards. I started to pull on the other pieces that were stuck along my palm and watched as the cascade of shiny pieces fell from my hand. I thought that it looked rather fantastic, as though it were some sort of magic trick. The oddly shaped pieces of material were dark grey in the center, with black edges, and formed three streams as they slid from my hand in sequence. I then finished pulling them from my hand and went back to helping $Z remove the rest of the window. I realized that we could fold up the corners of the glass to keep the rest of the shards off of the floor. I started around the room, lifting the edges of the window, which folded like a heavy canvas, and keeping the pieces within it. I then realized that there were several nails sticking out of the edges of the window. I thought that we should pull them out. There was also a string of light bulbs on the edge of the glass. I thought that we should get them out before we folded up the material. The other man seemed frustrated and did something with the material from the other side of the room, where he was standing with his arms out. I felt frustrated with him, and started to pull the string of lights from the edge of the glass.

I was walking down the hill of the town. $A129 was walking on my right as we headed down the road. I looked out to the right, down the hill to the north, and noticed the line of houses. They looked familiar. I leaned towards the edge of the hill and spotted the long strip of water on the near side of them. I had been down there just a few moments ago. I remembered walking along the path that led from the water. There were two open sections of land where there were not houses. The first was on the west side, where the park spread out like a narrow triangle between the multicoloured apartment buildings. The buildings were old stone buildings, and the one on the end of the block was light blue and grey. The sky was a light blue and sunny, and there were a few clouds in it. I then looked to the large narrow pond to the east, which was shaped like a teardrop. It was connected to the park at the narrow end. I had never known that the reservoir and the park were just down the hill from the road that we were on. I had been walking by them earlier, and it had seemed like a new experience. I remembered being fascinated at the new sight. I then followed $A129 up the stairs that were at the bottom of the hill. They led towards the building that was on the right. I knew that we were heading to the airport. I then mentioned to $A129 that i knew that i could take a bus to the airport, but i was not sure how i would get back to my house. The road curved to the right at the bottom of the hill, and there were large buildings on all sides. On the west side of the road was a short hill that led up to a university building. $A129 mentioned that i should stay in $P57 for the night. I then wondered how i would get back home, and realized that if i stayed at a hotel in $P57, i could simply take the morning bus home. I would not have to worry about getting home in the evening. $A129 referred me to the man who ran the hotel. He asked me for some information. I realized that he was writing out a reservation. I felt somewhat confused, but thought that i should take the room. I looked through the small book as the man spoke to the others. There was someone else with us. I looked at the manager as he flipped through his reservation book. He was heavy and somewhat ugly. He had a rectangular face with a greasy complexion. He said that many of the rooms might be booked because of football. I asked him what football was in $P57. I knew that it was probably for the university. Then i noticed a man walk into the room. He was wearing black running plastics. They others were talking about how i should know which football game people were coming to see. It should have been obvious. I then realized that the man in the black suit was the coach of the football team. I told him that i was not a big fan of football. I then looked back at the flip calendar in my hand. Something felt wrong. I looked up again to see that the one-arm windmill was spinning very fast. It was just down the road from me. I seemed to be at the edge of campus, near $P41. I watched as the windmill spun very fast. The main support pole jerked from side to side every once and a while as the wind shifted. Something seemed to be coming. I felt uneasy, and thought that i should get out of the area. I watched the windmill and wondered whether it would break from the strain. It seemed to be moving very fast. Something seemed to be coming from the right, beyond the buildings. I then turned around and looked out the rear window of my car at the other windmill that was in front of $P41. I remembered that it had been spinning very quickly before. It was now still. It was a two-arm windmill, and hung still. I wondered whether the people had stopped it because of the approaching emergency. I then turned around and drove down the road. I rounded a corner to the left in front of the one-armed windmill. As i did, i thought that the windmill might break, and pieces of the wings would fly into the cars. I looked back at it and noticed that it was no longer spinning. Something was coming.

11998 June 02

I was running with the rest of the group through the trails in the park. We seemed to be on a field trip of some kind. I walked down the grassy slope with all of the other people. They seemed to be students from high school. $A46 was walking with us. I talked to him as we walked down the hill. I seemed to be having a humorous conversation. There was a river at the bottom of the hill to the south. I was then talking to $F4 as i walked. The group started running, and i turned to the northwest. I ran up the hill when i noticed that there were several marks leading off to the right. I could see several people starting through the thicket of narrow tree trunks. I turned left and started into the woods. The trail turned to the right and then back to the left. It seemed very tight between the trees. Then i realized that the trail could not continue that much further and turned around. I suddenly realized that i had passed over a large white mark as i was running up the hill. I remembered that it was the mark we saw at the beginning of the run. That meant that the busses were at the top of the hill. I came out of the woods and turned to the left, heading back up the hill. I then noticed $A46 standing with a few other people at the top of the hill, in the open parking lot. He was waving for us to go into the woods. I did not understand at first. He then said something to us and i realized that he wanted us to run through the woods anyway. Since we were the first runners in the pack, the others would follow us. He wanted the people in the back to check out the long false trail. I turned around and ran back into the woods. It was a little darker. I ran down the corridor and came to the door at the end. As i peaked in, i could hear the sound of someone playing a guitar. I peeked in and saw $A158 sitting at a desk. He seemed to be finish with the guitar. I could not see the instrument as i walked into the large room. The room seemed like the back part of a store. I realized that $A158 was living here. I said hello to him and asked him how he was. I then started to look around the room. The room was filled with several pieces of camping equipment. The floor descended as i walked in and there was a set of shelves on the right side. The top row of shelves had rolls of bedding. One had a yellow lining and a black cover, while the other was green. The lining was sewn into horizontal bands of fake down. Ahead of me, on the west wall, there was a raised section of the room with more equipment. I walked around the edge of the shelves and into the center of the room. I looked back to the east, where $A158 was sitting at his desk, with his back to me. I spoke to him briefly. He spoke only in short sentences and kept his concentration focused on his desk. I asked him whether he lived in this room. He told me that he did. I then thought that ten people lived in the room. I looked again at the west wall of the room where the backpacks were hanging in rows. They were still wrapped in plastic, and i realized that much of the room was used for sales from the store out front. I then decided that i should walk down the stairs that were in the center of the room. They were wooden, and had wooden railings. I was not sure whether i should be on them, but i descended anyway. I walked down them to the east and turned around at the bottom. For a moment, the basement seemed to be empty and dark, but then i realized that there was more camping equipment there. I wondered whether i was supposed to be here. I came back up the stairs and looked towards the door of the main room. Some of the other runners finally started to arrive. I then realized that they had taken a long time and must simply have been far behind us. I also thought that they got slowed down a great deal in the woods. A woman in a white tee shirt came into the room. Her shoulders were slouched forward and she opened her mouth as if panting from the run.

11998 June 03

I was heading out of town on the highway. The road headed west as it ran along the south side of the city. The city seemed to be $P6, and i seemed to be riding through the industrial section. I was driving behind a red utility truck. The truck was rather worn and had dents and scratches all over it. I rode my bicycle behind it, trying to go faster. I was riding between the two rails of the old rail bed. This seemed like the easy way to get out of town, but the truck was driving very slowly. There was another person riding a bicycle ahead of me, but he managed to pass the trucks. I looked down at the large gravel of the rail bed and wondered how i was so easily able to ride on it. The rails then turned south and started heading away from the city. I wanted to get past the trucks, but was unsure about riding by bicycle on the outside of the rails. I knew that the gravel would not be as smooth out there. I pulled up close to the back end of the truck, trying to get by. I then decided to go around the truck. I rode my bicycle over the right rail and started to pass the truck on the right. The ground on the outside of the rails was more bumpy, but not enough to hinder me. I passed the green truck easily. I could then see another truck farther ahead on the left side of the road. It was not riding between the rails like everyone else. I passed the truck and kept pedaling. I then realized that i had caught up to the other biker. I looked down at my pedals and thought that i had caught up with him rather easily. I thought that i must have been going very fast to get past the trucks. I also realized that he was not getting any farther ahead of the trucks. I stayed to the right and rear of the other biker. I did not want to pass him. I decided that i could ride slowly behind him and conserve my energy, as long as i was past the truck. I then looked around me and noticed that i had gone too far. The place that i was looking for should have been back down the road somewhere. I started to turn around to the left when i noticed that the other biker was doing the same. I did not want him to think that i was following him. There were industrial buildings on both sides of us. I then turned right into a large white building. It seemed like some sort of stadium. I realized that the other biker had turned there as well. I wondered what was in the building. I watched as the other biker passed through the front entrance hall and turned into the building down one of the corridors. I realized that this place was a sports arena. One of the managers then appeared from the corridor. I spoke to him briefly, noting that i would not be staying. I rode my bicycle out of the front of the building and continued back down the bike path. There were low shrubs on wither side of the path. It was dark out, and i realized that i would need my light. I reached for the light on the front of my bicycle and switched it on. The surroundings then seemed to be very dark. I could not see where i was going. There was a dim light from the lamp, but it did not seem to be shining off of the path. I then rounded the sharp corner of the path and started to head east again. I turned slowly, making sure that i had come to the corner. It seemed to be in the correct place, but i was unsure. I then realized that there must be something blocking my eyes. I lifted my hat from my eyes and could see the path through the darkness. There were city lights illuminating the sky. The trees now did not seem to have any leaves on them. I started down the road to the east with the light shining down on the worn pavement. There were several clubs around us. I seemed to be looking for one of the dance clubs. The other person in the car kept talking to me, however. I knew that the other person would not be interested in clubs, and i tried to act as though i was not looking for them. I watched the buildings on the right as we drove. Then i noticed a building with large yellow letters out front. I recognized the name. It was a dance club. The other person leaned in front of me, trying to draw my attention to his conversation. I was not really interested in him, and tried to watch the road ahead of us. The road turned to the north again and ended at an intersection with another street. It continued on the other side of the intersection, heading into a city street.

I was on the front porch of my grandfather’s house at $P12. We were gathering for the play. We had gotten together to do the play one more time. It felt strange to be gathering everything together again. I wondered how we had all gotten the right stuff together again. I walked into the house and started to wander around. I felt somewhat depressed. I the realized that i had come inside at the same time as one of the other actors. I tried not to follow him as he walked down the front hall of the house and walked back outside again to the side porch. I paced around inside for a brief time when i wondered where he had gone on the side porch. I walked out the door onto the porch and realized that there were several actors collected on the picnic table outside. I realized that they were all gathered together. I knew that they would not stay gathered if i walked out and hung around with them. They all knew each other and hung out together, but would not want to be interrupted by me. I felt upset again and walked back into the house. I realized that i had my backpack on, which must have seemed strange to them. I wanted to pace around inside for a while before the show. I was wearing my black pee coat. I wondered what the others would think of me wearing such clothes before a performance. I then realized that i did not check to make sure that everything was ready. I needed to get into my trench coat. I had left it hanging on the front porch where the performance would be. I knew that the audience might be collecting, however, and i had to get it. I then checked for my sun glasses and realized that i was wearing them. I would have to get the rest of my things, as i would be in the first scene. I walked out of the front door and started to unhang my coat from the rack. There seemed to be a few audience members collecting already. I then turned around and started to head back into the theatre when i noticed that a family had started to enter through the door i had opened. I told them that they were not allowed to be walking through the door. They seemed confused, and did not seem to be paying attention to me. The rest of the crowd watched from my right as i tried to get the family out of the doorway. I walked back into the room and started across the front of the performance area. There was already an audience gathering in the bleachers. I collected a few of my things from the stage when i remembered that i had not set my props yet. I would have to go find them. I hoped that they were not missing. I remembered that i had taken several things home after the final performance of the play. I walked across the front of the floor and into the small booth at the back of the theatre. There was no one else in the booth as i started to sift through the table on the far wall. There were several black things on the table. I then pulled a paper bag from the table and started looking through it. I knew that the scrolls were in it. I then remembered that i had taken one of the scrolls home after the final show. I would have to get something to replace it with. I sorted through the bag, but the contents seemed to be tangled up. I could not see into the bag to se what i was grabbing. I brought the bag over to the table and tried to dump it out. The fake glasses were getting caught on each other. I then got some things out of the bag and looked in again. I could see the white scrolls at the bottom of the bag. I felt rushed and did not think that we had enough things to do the show. I would have to use several props over.

11998 June 04

I was sneaking around my parents’ house. It was dark, and it seemed like the middle of the night. I walked into my parents’ bedroom. My mother grabbed me by the shoulders and started making sexual advances towards me. I tried not to react. She was naked, and had a nice figure. She pulled me close to her and started rubbing her pelvis against my groin. I felt very uncomfortable. I wanted to leave, but did not move. I then realized that she was leaning back against the bed, where my father was sleeping. I thought that she should probably stand away from the bed or she might wake him. My father started to stir. Suddenly, i was lying on the ground and my father was on top of my. He started rubbing his groin into mine. My mother was sitting on the edge of the bed. I felt uncomfortable and thought that i should just remain still. I hoped that i would not get aroused. Then i got up and walked into the bathroom. I was getting something. I felt distracted as i urinated into the toilet. I walked back through the bedroom, passing the large bed on which my mother and father were sitting. I had to get to bed myself. I then realized that i had left my towel on the floor. I turned around and grabbed it quickly. I did not want to leave anything in the room that i would have to come back for. I then noticed two pairs of underwear on the floor. I grabbed the one closest to me, thinking that it was mine. I then realized that they were probably both my father’s, so i threw it back to the floor. I walked out of the room and across the house to my old bedroom. It was very late in the night, and i thought that the sun might be up soon, as it was getting close to dawn. I looked out the east window of the second floor and could see the red sky over the neighbours’ house. I realized that it was already dawn. The sun came up early because it was so close to summer solstice. I thought that i should simply stay awake. It might be easier than trying to get only a few hours of sleep. I walked down stairs and through the cement corridor. I was with a few other people as we walked out into the open plaza. The light was dim, and it seemed somewhat chilly. I then noticed that there was a man sleeping on one of the cement benches in front of us. I looked at him and realized that he was $A146. He looked up at me as i said hello to him. I realized that he might not recognize me right away since i had cut my hair since the last time i had seen him. He sat up and started talking to me. I wondered why he had been sleeping on the cement bench. I picked up a brightly coloured pair of glasses as we spoke. The glasses had thick plastic framed that were a bright yellow on the bottom and blue on the top. They seemed to be separating in the middle. I played with the toy binoculars, snapping the plastic pieces back together. There was a red handle on the right side of the glasses by which one could hold it. I looked over the toy after i got it back to together. It seemed strange. I set it on the ground and started after the others through the supermarket. I then noticed that we were in the cookie aisle. I decided that i should get a bag of the blueberry cookies that were in the large bulk bin. The others were on the other side of the shelves from me. I placed several of the cookies in the bag, noting how soft they seemed. For a moment, they seemed more like pancakes rather than cookies. I wondered whether they were uncooked. The other cookies also seemed to be doughy. I looked up at the yellow label over the cookie bin. It was faded, and the letters were hard to read. I finally made out the words and decided that they were all ready to eat. I then thought that i should also get some peanut butter cookies as well. I did not think that i should place them into the same bag, however, as they might smell up the blueberry ones.

I was in the large room of the building, looking through the drawer at the end of the room for the box of matches. The room seemed to be in the basement of a building, but there was sun light coming in through one of the side windows. I walked through the basement corridor with $A14. We had just lined the cement hallway with new green carpeting. The corridor seemed like the basement of my parents’ house, but it led into a crude tunnel that was cut into the ground. The entrance of the cave was newer, and had square cement walls and a set of steps leading outside. There was a set of stairs on the right side of the hall which led up to the next level. $A14 had set some explosives in the tunnel to try to seal the area off. I was waiting near the entrance to the tunnel, sitting on the edge of the newly carpeted stairs. We were having some sort of trouble with the explosives. They were not working properly. $A14 had lit the fuse, but it seemed as though it had been a long time, and nothing had happened. I thought that it would be safer if we came back the next day to see if the charge had gone off. $A14 was trying to find a way to set off the charges. I knew that he could light a fire near the edge of the tunnel and let it burn inward, but i did not think that we had any fuel to burn. I then started to play with the box of matches. I wondered whether the carpeting on the ground would burn. We could set it on fire and let it burn inwards towards the explosives. I lit a match and held it near one of the stairs. The carpeting melted around it, but i did not think that it actually caught on fire. Then i noticed that the carpeting kept melting away from the center of the area. I could not see any flame, but i knew that it must be burning. I wondered whether it would be hot enough to set the explosives on fire. I lit another match and walked up to the top step. I then lit the carpet there on fire and stepped back. It did not burn to quickly. I thought that i would have to call $A14 from the tunnel. I then turned away from the tunnel and walked out across the parking lot. There was snow on the ground, and i could see my red car sitting on the edge of a parking lot not too far away. My father was in the yard near me, and i thought that it was probably time for me to leave. I was no longer interested in what my grandfather was doing in the tunnel. My car was covered with a light layer of snow. I walked over a mount of snow, leaning over to grab a handful of it. It was dense and packed. I tossed it at my car. I could not see where the pile of snow had landed on my car. I bend over to the small mound of snow, which had very rounded sides, and picked up a chunk of snow from the top. I tossed it at my car and it bounced off of the front bumper, leaving a round bare spot on the bumper. I then turned around and noticed my father and grandfather walking in and out of the tunnel. They had decided not to blow up the tunnel. My father had told my grandfather that the tunnel could easily be insulated with thin sheets of fiberglass. It would be cheaper than destroying part of the tunnel for insulation. I walked into the tunnel to see that they had covered many of the surfaces with thin pieces of a brown material, which seemed like wood paneling. My father was carrying one of the panels over his shoulder as he walked down the tunnel. I looked down the runnel. The right wall of the tunnel was cement, but it had various squares of the insulation tacked up all over it. I then looked up at the pipe holes in the ceiling to see that the sheets had been cut and wrapped on the inside of the holes. I then realized that the carpet did not need to be burned, and that i had ruined it. I started to walk back out of the tunnel when i noticed that the carpeting was missing. It had been removed so that the insulation could be put in. I hoped that it would not be placed back in, but rather replaced with new carpeting. I then noticed all of the water pipes that had run under the floor. I could see them all now that the floor had been removed.

11998 June 05

I walked through the halls of the apartment with the others. We were on out way out. One of the women was talking as the first part of the group stepped through the doorway. The doorway seemed to lead into a very small room. The people had to step over a small ledge to get through the doorway. The inside walls of the small room were yellow, and there was a door on the right side of the room. We were trying to get out, and they were crowding into the room so that they could open the outside door. I then noticed that there was a door to my right, which led outside as well. It was in the corridor, so that i did not have to step into the main room. I mentioned it to the others. One of the men noticed it and stayed in the corridor with me. The others closed the door on the small room so that they could go outside themselves. I opened the outside door on the left and started through it. It seemed like a wide window. The person behind mentioned that he had trouble closing the door again. I looked back as i stepped onto the porch and noticed that there was something hanging down in front of the door. It had several brass coloured tubes and i assumed that it was the light fixture from the hall. The man said that he could not get the glasses out of the way of the door. I was back inside of the room, standing just inside of the door. The dark coloured table took up most of the space in the room. The man stood on the opposite side of it from me, trying to close a cabinet door on the wooden cabinet that ran along the opposite wall. The cabinet was tall and seemed like a dish cupboard. The lower part of the cabinet was wider than the top, and formed a shelf on which various objects had been placed for decoration. I could see that there were a few wine glasses on the shelf which were standing in the way of the open cupboard door that the man was trying to close. I quickly wondered why the man did not simply move the wine glasses to close the door. I asked him about moving the glassed. He tried to adjust them with his hands, but did not move them too far. I was surprised that he was overlooking such an obvious solution. Then he shifted the champagne glasses to one side and closed the door. I was sitting in a chair at the table, trying to untangle my sweat pants, which i was holding in my hand. I thought that i should put them on, as it was going to be cold outside. I heard the older woman talking from the corridor which ran from the end of the room to my right. Her husband was standing in the doorway on the left side of the corridor. She mentioned that it suddenly felt cold to her, and that she was going to turn on the hear, but then she realized that the door was simply open. I stood up and walked through the door, pulling it shut behind me. The woman was out on the porch with me. She started to tell me about her experience, smiling from the humour of it. She said that she thought that it was getting cold in the apartment, and that she should turn on the heat. Then, she said in an exasperated voice, she realized that it was simply that the door was open. I nodded in acknowledgment and continued to untangle my lime green sweat pants. I realized that one of the legs was pulled inside out. I tried to get them untangled so that i could put them on. I was only wearing a thin pair of white pajama pants, which had large patterns on them, as i walked down the stairs of the porch to the city street. The woman reached the street ahead of me and turned to the right. I would have to go to the left to get home.

11998 June 06

I walked across the large room of the bar. There was no one there yet, as it was still very early in the day. I then noticed one of the men who was standing near a table. I said hello to him and bowed. I thought that this might not be the proper thing to do. I remembered that there was a hierarchy to the mobsters, and that it was inappropriate for me to be bowing the man. I was a new person to the place, and it was not proper for me to act in such a way towards the man. The man to my left seemed shocked at my actions. He was higher than i was in the hierarchy, and should not have been stepped around. I walked across the floor of the bar. It was a homosexual club, but it was still daytime, and no one had come in yet. I knew that owner of the club. He was in the kitchen, which was through the wooden doors to my right as i stood facing the side wall of the room. There was a pool table to my right as well. Then i noticed the woman. She was a prostitute. I knew her from before, but i did not really feel comfortable around her. I followed her up the road which twisted through the thin woods. There was a hill going up on the left side of the road as the road wound back and forth across the side of the slope. To the right was a steep forested gorge. I thought about how i knew the woman. The relations seemed to be very unclear. I knew that she was a friend from before, but i did not know how i knew the other people that were walking with us. We were headed to the woman’s house. We turned left into a dirt driveway on the hill and walked toward the run-down apartment. There was another woman with me whom i was unfamiliar with, but whom i seemed to be friends with. I felt very strange about what we were doing as i walked onto the porch of the house. The front of the house seemed unfinished, and had black tar paper over it. The tar paper was missing in some areas. The other woman who was walking with me wore tight denims, and a loose blouse. She was not in shape, however, and did not look too attractive to me. We knocked on the door of the house and the first woman came out. She was the prostitute from the bar. I felt very uneasy about being at the house. She stood in the doorway and talked to us for a while. She could not come out because she had a customer inside. I then seemed to be facing away from the house as we talked. I looked over the people who were standing with us. I then realized that there seemed to be too many people in the group. I tried to figure out who they were and how they were related to the woman. I knew that the woman should only have five children, but i counted the crowd around us and found that there were seven people. I wondered where the extra two had come from. I was confused.

I drove by the large buildings in the middle of the city. There was a large cathedral-like structure on the left side of the car as we drove. It set back a little from the road and had a green lawn in front of it. The lawn was crossed by three paths which fanned out from the main door in the center of the building. The stone of the building was a dark colour, with traces of the original white showing through under the ledges. There was a dome in the center of the building. I then stood in front of the building. The street no longer seemed to cross in front of the building at an odd angle. Instead, there was a cobblestone courtyard in front of the building where the road towards the building ended. There were tall stone buildings on either side of me. I turned around and faced away from the main building. I was looking at the tray of food that i had in my hand. It was filled with what looked like scrambled eggs. My mother did not want to eat them, but i told her that they were good. They simply had to be stirred. I placed the tube into the food and allowed the gas to bubble into the dish. Then i stirred it. I could see the rice in the white sauce roll over the spoon. I thought that the dish had now changed appearance now that i had stirred it. It seemed strange, but i told my mother that it was now ready to eat. She was still a little hesitant.

11998 June 07

I was climbing up the mountain side with the group of people. It was cold and snowing outside, and climbing was dangerous. I walked ahead of the others, with the oriental woman. We were both dressed in parkas ad heavy boots. I knew that i should not be continuing up the mountain side because the path was too slippery. The snow was packed, and there would be no way to get a foot hold. I refused to stop, and wanted to get to the top of the mountain. The woman, who was with me, insisted that i not continue, as it was too dangerous. We hiked through the pine forest along the wide road. The road was covered with packed snow, but did not seem slippery. I thought that it was surprising that we had made it this far. The large busses and trucks were following us up the road. We headed down hill through the forest, walking across one of the crests. The road turned at the bottom of the small hill and headed up the steep slope. I watched myself walk down the hill with the woman following me. I made a sharp right at the turn in the road and headed back over the rounded hill of the forest. The corner was very tight, less than a thirty-degree angle. I wondered whether i should head up the last section of the road I knew that the trucks would not be able to follow us. The rest of the way would be too steep and too slippery. I knew that the road, which ran the rest of the way up the hill, ran along the edge of a cliff and was very dangerous. I stated up the second part of the road, where the thin trees were. I realized that some of the trees were bent over. They were used as a catapult to get people part of the way up the steep part of the mountain. I played with a few of the bent trees, trying to figure out how they were able to bend so far and not break. They seemed to have a lot of elasticity to them, and could provide a lot of force.

I was in the science room at $P7. There was a reunion going on, and there were quite a few people that i remembered around the room. I was at the black lab table in the back of the room. The people with me seemed to be part of my lab group. I recognized $A170. I wondered whether he was going to be my lab partner. I then noticed the short man with us at the table. He was injured and bleeding. I started to get worried about him. We had to get him some help. The other person mentioned what the problem was. It did not seem that bad. The others mentioned that they could solve the problem. I then looked more closely at the man. He seemed older, with straight white hair and glasses. I remembered that his hair had turned white during the accident. Then i noticed the other short people around the table. They were midgets. I recognized one of them. He was the person from the camp ground at $P61. I remembered that his torso looked average in size, but his legs were very short. I thought that he had grown since i had last seen him, though his proportions were still uneven. I then looked around the camp ground. There were many people camped out in small groups. Several of the groups were from sports teams. It was night out, and there were many camp fires around the grounds. I wanted to join in on one of the groups, but i felt uncomfortable with the idea. I turned and walked back up the hill to the east. The dirt path that i was on curved to the south as it wandered up the small hill to the other side of the camp ground. The road ran around a mound or bush, which obscured my view of the rest of the camp ground. As i started around the east side of the mound, i noticed the red metallic object buried in the ground. I remembered that it was a car. It had been buried there long ago. It was only now starting to come unearthed. I started to dig out a section of dirt under the small car. The car was only a few metres in length. It seemed nostalgic to unearth the car, as if this was something lost from memory long ago. I then stood up and looked around the camp ground. All of the people were leaving. The evening reunion was over. I walked to the top of the mound and looked around the grassy area. There were a few trees shading the grounds. Only a few people remained, and they were all in the process of packing up. I felt lonely and disappointed. The people walked slowly through the dim glow of the camp fires to the exit, which was on the northwest corner of the camp grounds. I looked over the edge of the mound that i was standing on. I felt very sad. I thought how everyone else must have enjoyed the reunion. I complained to myself, “Yey, fucking yey, fucking yey.” I jumped down from the mound and started walking west again. I then heard some voices from the doorway that was in the side of the mound to my left. It was the entrance to $P13. I walked through the door way and down the stairs to the left. The bar was through a doorway on the right side of the hall at the bottom of the stairs. I saw $F16 standing in the doorway of the bar. I asked him if there was anyone around. I knew that most people had left the reunion, but i knew that the bar was a favorite hangout for alumni. I looked inside as $F16 walked back to his table. I could see $A35 at the table with him. I felt depressed. I did not get to spend time with anyone again.

I sat at the black computer in my office. I was trying to do something, but it was not working. This system was unable to do what i wanted it to do. I got frustrated and shut down the computer. I got up from the desk and started to head back to my cubicle. I had been working on someone else’s computer, and did not want them to think that i was trying to do something that i should not have been doing. As i walked out of the cubicle, i ran into $A129 as i started out of her office. She stated that she was having trouble with the one-half sign on her computer. She had some papers in her hand. I tried to explain to her the problem with translating fonts from one computer to another. I knew that the character was special on different computers. I tried to explain it to her, but was having difficulty. I then decided that i could show her the encoding tables that i had on my desk. I walked into my office. My desk was along the east wall of the office. There was a mess of papers over the surface of it. I sifted through them, looking for my encoding sheets. I felt uneasy searching for them, as i knew that $A129 was waiting for me. I did not want her to think that i was that unorganized. I then found one of the folders in the pile on the right side of my desk.

11998 June 08

I ran through the dark corridors. There was water filling up on the floor, and i had to do something important. The ship that i was on was sinking, and i had to get things done. There was water on the floor of the metal corridor. I looked at one of the security doors as it started to close. We had to seal off the different levels of the ship. I looked through the small glass window in one of the large metal doors. I then realized that the security doors did not have any windows on them. I thought that someone would probably break the windows to yell for help, which would defeat the purpose of the doors. I ran down the hall as the puddle of water started to spread across the maroon carpet. There was water dripping from above me, and i thought that the hole in the ship would let the boat sink faster. I watched small streams of water pour through the white tubes which ran down from the upper deck. I thought that the ship might not really have a hole in it after all, but was leaking from the upper deck. The water in the tubes twisted around itself like a small tornado as it fell down into the lower levels of the ship. I watched the tubes pass in front of me. I could only see the inside of the tubes as i drifted up. I was in the room which was on the front part of the ship. We were on the ocean, and the boat was going to sink. I spoke to the captain urgently about the situation. We disagreed on something. I thought that we had to do something in order to be saved, but he would not listen to me. There were other people in the room with me. I had done these things before. I would have to go down to the lower levels of the ship to do something. I spoke to the girl who was with me. I told her to do something differently this time. I did not want her following me into the lower levels of the ship. I knew that she would survive, but i knew that she would be safer if she stayed on the life boats. I had to get to the lower levels to do something. I started into the darkness of the ship’s interior. I thought that i should do things differently this time. I had to hurry through the sequence of events. I ran down the corridor and down the set of steps into the small room. This place seemed like a basement with several round heating ducts running through it. There was a furnace in the center of the room, which i knew was turned off. I thought about the last time i had performed this task. I remembered that i had died on the ship as it sank. I thought that i knew what to do now, so i could do it faster. I hoped that i could make it out this time. Then i wondered what i had come into the bottom of the ship for. I ran through the narrow corridor, where the water was dripping through the ceiling, trying to remember what i was supposed to be doing in the lower levels of the ship. I then remembered that i had come down here to let the prisoners out of the cell before the ship sank. I remembered that i had to break the lock from the door. I would have to grab the emergency axe on my way down, so that i did not waste time running back to get it. If i did everything efficiently this time, i thought that i could be able to make it out of the ship myself. I watched the water drip from the ceiling of the corridor as i ran. I then realize that all of the water was coming from the decks above, and none of it was leaking into the ship from the hull. I thought that the hole in the hull must be very small. I then thought that there may not even be a hole at all. All of the water could simply be pouring in from the storm outside. I opened a door and climbed down the steep stairs that descended on the left side of the room. The room was black, and there were many objects in it. I was worried that i would not be able to make it through the objects. I would have to spend too much time trying to move the boxes and squeeze through the pipes. I crossed the room and started towards the prison cell, where the prisoners were being held. I could not see it, but i knew that it was on the other side of the room. I then realized that i had forgotten to grab the axe on my way down. I would have to go back for it. I did not have enough time.

I was cleaning out the room, which was very empty. The ceiling was quite high, and the walls of the room were very plain. $A159 was with me. We had just finished cleaning our things out of the theatre. I thought that i would have to get going. I knew that my car was parked on the side street, next to the brick building in which we were. I had to get to the run with $G4. I was in front of the building when i noticed $A121 standing at the other end of the bridge which was on the main road. I started to walk towards her. The bridge was a platform bridge, and had waist-high metal railings on either side. I asked her about the car that i was supposed to bring to $G4. We then crossed the street and walked into the driveway of my grandmother’s house. The old blue car was parked on the right side of the driveway. It sat on the lawn behind $F1’s house. IT was an old, small car, and its light blue paint seemed chipping and scratched. Then i noticed that the left turn signal was blinking. I thought that i must have left it on. The woman with whom i was talking walked over to the car. She mentioned that the passenger’s door on the car had been left open. I was worried about it, as i had thought that i had locked the car up. It was not my car, but i had to return it in good condition. I walked around to the front of the car when i realized that the front blinker on the driver’s side of the car was sitting on the ground next to the car. The trunk of the car was very close to the ground. I thought that something must have happened to the car, and i felt bad that i had done it. I stood over the front of the car, trying to figure out what happened. Then i noticed the rear corner of a red car sticking out from the snow. It was buried in the ground. I realized that it was my car, and that i must have driven the blue car into it when i parked. I looked over the damage to the passenger’s side of my car. The tail light on my car was cracked, but did not seem that damaged. I then realized that most of the damage came from the blue car. I looked at the front end of the car and realized that it was dented, and that the signal light was hanging out of the side. I felt bad for causing the damage, and thought that i would have to give my insurance information to $F1. I asked the other person to help me with the car. I reached into the roof of the car and placed my foot on the brake pedal. I then realized that the brake was not working. I looked down under the horizontal metal bars that were the dashboard and saw the three pedals on the floor. I pressed the tall one in the middle again, but the car still seemed to roll. I realized that there were no brakes. I thought that the damage to the car was not really my fault. The brakes must have gone out while the car was sitting here, and it rolled down the hill at the back of the house into my car. The woman sat in he passenger’s seat of the car. I thought that we would have to roll the car somewhere to put it in a safe place. We did not want it rolling down the hill. The woman started to push and the car rolled towards my grandmother’s garage. I pressed the brakes again, but they did not work. I then pulled the emergency break, but found that it was not functioning either. I remembered that the two were related. We rolled the car over to the back of $F1’s house. I looked at the lawn just off of the corner of the house. It had a dip in it where we stopped the car. The car rolled forward into the dip, but did not roll enough to get back onto the driveway. It would be safe here. The woman stood in front of the car as i looked it over.

11998 June 09

I was in the driveway of my parents’ house, getting ready to gather all of the things into my car. I had to return them to the rental store. My mother had just left with someone else, and i was supposed to get all of the stuff back to the store before they returned. There were several boxes all around the floor. There were also a couple of glass bowls. One of the bowls was very large, and sat on the top of the counter to my right. It was more than a metre in diameter. I lifted the bowl to place it into the car, but it cracked and dropped to the ground. It shattered into many small pieces. I was upset that i had broken the bowl. I tried to pick up the pieces, but i was having difficulty grabbing onto them. I tried to collect the larger pieces, but i kept getting cut along my fingers. I lifted the larger pieces and placed them on the roof of my car, which was to my right. In doing so, i managed to slice the inside of my left hand, along the bone of my index finger. I looked at the cut. I could see a deep cut into the pink flesh below, but there did not seem to be any blood. I knew that i should wash off the cut before it got infected. I grabbed the small bottle of disinfectant and dripped the white, pasty liquid onto my hand. I spread it out with a finger from my right hand. I then spread some on my knuckle, where i had been cut earlier. I started picking up the glass again, but i kept getting cut. I thought that i should get some gloves, but i knew that i did not have any. I looked down the counter of the kitchen to see the dark blue pair of winter gloves sitting on the floor. I thought that they would not be a lot of protection, but i could still use them. I did not want to ruin them, however, I also could not get to them easily without walking over some of the pieces of broken glass. I did not seem to have any shoes on. I picked us another pile of broken glass and felt a shard stick into one of my fingers. I could see that the shard pierced deep into my skin, but still, there was little blood. I pulled the shard out. Then i heard my mother coming back up the driveway. She had returned with my grandmother. I would have to tell her what had happened to the bowl. She started to walk into the kitchen when i told her to stop. I could see that she was not wearing any shoes either. All of the large shards were off of the floor, but i knew that there were small pieces left. I told her that i had dropped one of the glass bowls on the floor. She asked how it happened, and i told her that it slipped from my hand and broke. I said that i then tried to pick it up, but it shattered once it hit the floor. There seemed to be something wrong with the story. I told them both that there were pieces of glass all over the floor. My grandmother sounded shocked. She asked me if there were really pieces of glass all over. I then felt the sharp sting of glass in my right foot. I lifted my foot to see that there was a purple napkin stuck to the bottom of it. I lifted my foot to see several large shards of glass jabbing directly into my foot through the napkin. They must have been hidden by the napkin. My grandmother was distressed at the sight. I tried to pull the angular shaped pieces of glass from the bottom of my foot. I wondered whether they would leave small pieces of glass in my foot.

I walked along the dirt road near where my parents were setting up the tent. I looked around and realized that i knew the place. We were near my grandfather’s old cottage. My grandfather walked up the road in front of me. I mentioned the cottage to him. He said that the new people had redone the cottage, and that he did not like the way it came out. I looked it over. I first noticed that all of the windows had been boarded over. I thought that the cottage must simply be shut for the winter. I then realized that the cottage had been covered with sheet metal. It had been totally refinished. I wondered why someone would have redecorated the cottage in such a way. It seemed like a garage or shed now. My grandfather then pointed out that the people no longer live in the cottage, but use it for storage. He said that they were using the other part of the lot. I looked to the right and noticed that the wooded lot in front of the cottage had been cleared out. The slope of the hill was now covered with grass all the way down to the next road. I then noticed the large structure at the bottom of the lot. It looked like a large airplane. My grandfather said that it was the new cottage. The people had bought the old cottage for the lot. They were now using the old cottage as a garage for the new building. The new building was modern, with square sides and many glass panes. There seemed to be several terraces off of the building. I noticed that the people had also cleared the land around the creek, and had built the new house next to the stream bed. I told my grandfather that this did not seem like a good idea. I knew that the cleared land would flood easier. Then i noticed that the new building was shaped like an airplane. The terraces were really the wings, which stretched towards me along the branch of the tree. The new building was actually a tree house, and sat atop a large tree, as if an airplane had landed in the branches of the tree. I told my grandfather that the house was silly in design. I thought that the tree will eventually wear out and the house would fall. I thought that it was a stupid design. Then i noticed the woman walking to the house with her things. It was $A160. She was wearing a light grey sweater and was walking with a few other people, carrying bags from their car to the house. She looked at me as i made my comment. I could sense that she was displeased with my statement.

I walked across the grassy field with the other runners. We were heading someplace to the west. There were others wandering around behind us, but we wanted to start moving. I looked across the yellow grass of the field to the east, where the parking lot was. I could hear the rumble of an engine. It sounded like a motorcycle. I asked the others who had just arrived on a motorbike. I thought that it was $A161. I was surprised that he had come back to $G4 after such a long time. I looked through the parking lot from the center of the field, but i could not see anyone on a motorcycle through all of the cars. Then i thought that it might be $F24. I knew that he had a Harley motorcycle, and the sound of the rumble was very deep. I told the others that it might be him because the bike sounded like a Harley. I looked over the cars, but could still not see the bicycle. Then i noticed a man pushing a bicycle into the parking lot. It was $F24. I waved to him. It was good to see him again. I heard the engine rev again and realized that the sound of the motor was not from $F24’s bike. It was coming from the left. I turned to the west and started running across the fields with the others. There were gorges all around us, and we were heading along one of them. I was in a canoe with two other people as we headed down the narrow waterway in the center of the field. Ahead of us was a small waterfall. We got out of the canoe and stood on the shore near the cement building. The building was on out right. To the left was a waterfall. I knew that it was not part of the main fall, so we were safe near it. We gathered our things from the canoe. I looked over the small falls to the left and down into the narrow gorge. This was one of the side gorges which led to the main waterfalls. As we unpacked things from the canoe, i thought about where the water flowed. I pictured the main falls as they poured over the rocks and into the small pool at the bottom. Then i noticed the yellow hat floating over the falls in front of me. $A162 had dropped his hat from the boat. I thought that we would need all of our props and told them that we would have to go after it. I knew that we could not go into the gorge from here, so i told them that we would have to make it back to the other section of the gorge where the water was still and try to catch it after it went over the main falls. $F10 then objected, saying that it was not that important. He then tossed hit yellow paisley handkerchief into the water. It went over the falls as well. I told him that it was a stupid thing to do and was upset at him for being so careless. He did not seem to care and acted as though it were nothing. He asked me why it should matter. I told him that we should not waste anything, and that tossing the pieces over the waterfalls was purposefully wasting items. I said that we would have to go get them. He did not seem interested. I walked to the right and looked over the falls. I realized that the hat and the handkerchiefs had gotten caught on the rocks right below the falls. They were rotating in a small eddy pool at the bottom of the cliff. I moved along the rocks, looking down the side of the cliff to see if i would be able to climb down. I decided that it would not be that hard to get down to the bottom of the falls. It did not seem as though it was that far of a drop. I started to climb down the rocks. I was then having trouble seeing. My vision seemed to become black. I was not worried about it, though. I kept climbing down the rocks, wondering whether it would be able to climb back up. There seemed to be something black over my eyes which blocked my sight as i climbed down the surface of the rock. I could not see clearly. Once i made it to the bottom, i looked at the handkerchief and the hat in the water. I grabbed the bundle of handkerchiefs and walked to the west along the bottom of the cliff. I slapped the handkerchiefs against the rock to get the water out. I then realized that the water on the rocks was a muddy brown. The handkerchiefs had gotten muddy from the water. I wondered how that could have happened in such a short time. I hit them several more times against the rocks to get the dirty water out. I then realized that i had been holding an old dish rag in my hand. It was not the handkerchiefs. I must have picked up the wrong thing from the water. I started to head back along the base of the cliff towards the bottom of the waterfall. I looked over the dirty white cloth and decided that i should probably not save it. I had thought that i could simply clean it up, but decided that it was not worth it and tossed it back onto the water to my left. I made it back to the falls and saw the real pack of handkerchiefs sitting in the water under the falls. They were still a bright yellow.

11998 June 10

It was dark out where i was wandering. I felt scared because there were large monsters wandering around the place. I carefully looked out the window of the house to see the large dinosaur walking down the street. I remembered that this had happened before. I was walking through the sequence again, but hoped that the people would not get killed this time. I walked into the front room of the house, watching the windows for the monsters. I remembered the people being in the room before. There were small monsters which came into the room and attacked the people. I knew that the people could do something different to prevent the monsters from coming in to get them. I remembered that the monsters had ripped them apart the last time and ate them. The larger dinosaur was stalking us from outside of the house. I walked along the south wall of $P19, on the outside. I was hiding under the cars in the parking lot so that the monster could not find me. There was music coming from me, however. I realized that i could appear to be something inanimate on the ground. The dinosaur listed the car under which i had been hiding as the first part of the song played. I quickly moved to another car. I realized that the music had pauses in it which allowed me to move to the next car before the monster could lift up the one under which i was hiding. I hoped that it could not find me. I felt scared. I listened to the music, noting that the heavy guitar part had started. There were even longer pauses between the chords in which i could move.

I drove up the country road with my grandfather. It seemed that we were fairly far from town when we turned to the left onto a smaller road and walked up to the large house. It was a very nice southern colonial, with four white pillars across the front of the house. The man was showing me the house. It was a very large house, and was very nice on the inside. I stood in the entry hall of the house, looking across the green and black tiled floor. I told my father that the house was very nice, but that i could not buy it. He wanted me to, telling me that it was a very nice house. I looked around, but knew that it was not good for me. I told my father that it was too far from the town, and that i would not be able to drive to work. There was a white kitchen in the back of the house, on the north side. To the east of the main room, which had the black and green-checkered tiles on the floor, there was a small den, which had a stained wood desk in it. It seemed like an old pharmacy. There was a large window on the back wall of the den, which had rippled sand-glass panes in it. Light also came in from the east wall of the kitchen. We were then in the back of the house, on the north side of the house, walking up the grassy slope of the back lawn. There was a large field behind house, with trees along the far side. I looked up and noticed that there were bright green high power lines running almost over the house. I told my father that they did not look safe. I knew that they would affect my recording. He said that the lines were not really high power lines. He said that they only carried 750 watts of power. I knew that it was no much, but i told him that i did not want to deal with the interference anyway. We then turned around and started to head back towards the house. There was a large yellow barn on the side of the house. We had just come from looking at it. The house seemed very large and was nice. I really liked the house, but knew that i could not live there. I then stepped onto the side porch of the house. I paused as i reached the edge of the porch and looked around. I remembered that this had been a screened porch, but now it was open, with decorative posts holding up the roof over it. I looked around, trying to figure out where the screen porch was when i realized that it was farther back on the side of the house. We were on the front corner. I looked down the side of the house and noticed the other porch. I remembered walking onto the porch from the inside before. I looked down the east side of the house. I could see the protrusion which was the other porch. The porch on which i was ran out from the house a little to the side. I could see the roof and the wooden deck of the porch as they stretched to the east of the house by about a metre and a half. They also wrapped around the corner towards the north my about a metre. There was a space along the wall of the house about two metres before the second porch started. I noticed a white pipe hanging down from the roof of the porch on which i was. It seemed rather wide and was made out of a stiff plastic material. I realized it was a water drain, but it seemed to be emptying out on the lawn between the two porches. I looked down over the side of the porch to see that there was a dark green cellar door below the pipe. I wondered why the drains for the roof would empty into the basement. I then thought that it made sense, as the basement had a drain.

11998 June 12

I was in the back yard of my parents’ house. It seemed like a summer day. There was a square hold dug in the ground in the back yard at which i was looking. I did not know why it was there, but i was moving the rake over it. I thought about mixing cement as i moved the sandy soil around in the bottom of the shallow hole. I thought about $F4 for a moment, then i wondered whether the cement should be mixed in a wheelbarrow. I thought about mixing cement from the ingredients rather than having a truck deliver it. I stood near the shallow hold with the rake. I thought that the rake should be a hoe. I was in the shed at the back of the yard. I grabbed the old square cement tray from the shelf at the front of the shed. I thought that the tray would be better than the wheelbarrow. The tray was originally red, but most of the paint had been worn away, and its surface was covered with quite a few dents. I thought about breaking open a bag of cement powder and dumping it into the tray. Then i thought about mixing the sand into it. I pulled some sand from the dirt pile that had been sitting on the opposite side of the hole from me. It was the dirt that had been removed from the hole. I moved around the wet mixture in the hole. I then sprayed water onto it. The mixture was very liquid. I thought that i should get the cement powder wet first and then add the sand to dry it out. I started to wonder whether i wanted to ass gravel to make cement, or whether i should just add sand and make mortar. I did not need either. I looked at the square pit, which was filled with water. I decided that i should clean up the area before my father got home. I reached into the water and grabbed the end of the cement tray. I lifted the old tray from the water and dumped what cement was in it on the ground near the hold. I then started to spray the cement off of the tray. I had to get it cleaned before my father got home. I did not want him to know that i was wasting cement. I sprayed down the tray, turning it over to get all sides. I looked at the cement on the ground and wondered whether it would be noticeable. I thought that, once it dried, it would look white. I thought that i should spray the ground to disperse the cement, but wondered whether it would do any good. As i was spraying a corner of the house, i could hear the sound of a car in the driveway. I thought that my father might be home. I thought that i could continue to clean up, as no one would be likely to notice what i was doing in the back yard. I carried the cement tray back to the shed and thought about placing it back inside. It seemed rather large and i realized that it would not fit through the door. I knew that it had come from the shed, so i knew that it had to fit back in. I thought that it was silly for it not to fit and walked away from it. I thought that it would be in the shed where it was because there was no reason for me not to place it there. I walked into the kitchen of the house. My father walked out past me. My mother was doing something by the counter. She spoke to me, and i wondered how they both got home at the same time. Then i looked at the clock on the wall and noticed that it was only noon. My mother said that she had seen people outside somewhere doing work. She seemed surprised that people would be doing work on a day like today. I realized that it must be a holiday. I did not know. I walked over towards the stove, where the other students were sitting. They were people that i remembered from high school. $F4 was sitting at a table to the right, building a model house out of white cardboard. There were many small windows in the building. The others were building similar structures. $A162 was sitting across the table with a similar structure. I asked them what they were doing. I felt as though i was no longer part of the school. I knew that i had already finished my studies, and felt a little out of place being here. Someone told me that they structures were art projects. They were trying to make structures out of a single piece of paper. I looked over one of the structures and saw that it was a set of branching, tightly curved spirals. I thought that it looked interesting and said so. I wondered how one could cut a piece of paper so that the curls run under themselves. I mentioned that i had done similar projects before. $A86, who was sitting on my left, acknowledged my claim, saying that i had done it for “that art teacher”. I thought about $A163, who was the design teacher i had in college. I did do the designs of him. I wandered around the class room. It seemed very strange to be here, but everything was happening as if in a dream, so i did not mind. I sat down in one of the arm chairs and watched the people around me. $A86 was talking to someone in front of me. To the right of him was $A164. I remembered that someone had said that $A164 was very attractive. I looked at him and thought about it. He was wearing a grey short-sleeved shirt and i noticed that his arm looked rather skinny. I thought that he had probably put on muscle later. I then worried about watching people. I thought that i should not be noticing them in high school. I was worried that someone might notice and be annoyed with me. There were many people moving around the room all of the sudden. Some of them were removing articles of clothing. I tried not to look at them, as people would think that i was homosexual. I then noticed $A165 in front of me. He had his pants pulled down and his shirt pulled up. He was out of shape, and i thought that he was not attractive anyway. I tried not to look at him. There were many other people running around the room. I started to get disoriented.

11998 June 13

I stood in the driveway of my parents’ house. It was dark out, and there was someone in the field in back of the house. I looked carefully into the darkness to see a dark brown van driving round in circles in the field. It drove through the grass and then headed out the driveway by the neighbours’ house. I was upset that the van was there. There should not be anyone driving through the back yard. I thought about how the local teenagers were very disrespectful, and did not care about anyone else. I thought that they were probably fooling around in the field quite a bit. Then i saw the other car start to pull in the driveway as i stepped off of the back porch of the house. I told $Z, who was following me out the back door of the house, to be quiet so that the people did not know that we were there. The car hesitated at the bottom of the driveway. I wondered whether the light from inside the house would shine on us. I crouched down at the bottom of the stairs and tried to remain still. The blue car drove up the driveway past me and stopped in front of the garage. I thought that we should charge towards it and attack the people inside. We could scare them from the house. We ran towards the car as someone got out. I thought that $Z should go after the man, as he was bigger than i was and could probably take him easily. I would go after the car. We ran up to the van and yelled at the people. The van started moving around in the field. I started to fly upwards. I thought that i should hang in the air in front of the van and scare the people inside. I thought that i could look like a ghost. They might be scared enough not to come back to the field. I hung upside-down in the air. The brown van passed me. I then thought about filling the field with fog. It would make it scarier. There would have to be pipes running under the field to emit the smog, though. I considered this as i stood by the neighbours’ house. I then heard the crowd moving by the front of the house. I turned around to see the large group of people moving down the street towards the house. It was day light, and i was watching the people from the window of the house. The people were below me, and were all dressed up in costume. I realized that it was all part of the play. They formed a circle in front of the house. At once, they stopped walking, and a man on the opposite side of the circle from me started to walk. He was standing in the middle of the road. A dull yellow station wagon came down the road and stopped next to him. It was trying to get by, but the actors were in the way. The man asked the woman something. The woman was in a formal sixteen-hundreds gown. She replied with surprise, “I don’t care about the king. I’m only interested in the queen.” The crowd laughed at her statement and the circle of actors started moving again in a clockwise direction. The man and the woman started on the opposite side of the circle from me. To the left of the woman was a large red carriage, which seemed like a box. There were several servants in front of it who were dressed in royal red, like the carriage. On the left side of the circle were fewer people. They were dressed in blue and white formal coats. Two people then walked up the steps of the house and stood in front of the window. I could see their heads at the bottom of the window. The circle stopped again. I thought about standing in front of the window and waving at the two actors. The man on the right was wearing a white powdered wig. I then realized that this was all part of the play that i was doing. It had ended a while ago, but we were doing it again as a special enactment. I worried suddenly when i was supposed to be going on. I was not sure that i could remember my lines. I then remembered that my first entrance was with two other people. We stood against the back wall of the theatre for a while before we started to talk. I stood on the stage right side of the group. I only had a few lines with the other two. I then realized that i had never collected all of my costumes together. I was not dressed to go on stage. I became panicked and realized that i would have to run next door, to my parents’ house, to get the rest of my costumes before i had to go on. I quickly tried to put on the black loafers that were scattered on the floor with the other clothing. I hurried out the back door of the house and started around the back of the house towards my parents’ house. It seemed very dark outside and i was having trouble running. I could not lengthen my stride. Something was restricting me. I tried to run, but i could not go very fast. I had to get my costumes together before i was on.

I felt something strange in my mouth and felt around with my finger. There seemed to be some piece of debris on the left side of my mouth. I felt along the top row of teeth and felt something crumbly. I pulled it out and looked at it and realized that it was part of one of my teeth. I was surprised that it had broken off. I thought that i must not have been taking very good care of my teeth. I felt worried about my teeth being fragile and felt around again inside of my mouth. There was someone else standing to my left. I spoke to $Z about the problem. I felt along the top row of teeth on the left side. When i reached the area near my eye tooth, i felt more of the tooth break away. I was worried about the crumbling tooth. Then i felt the tooth next to it and realized that it was very loose. As i moved it, it dislodged and fell into my hand. I looked at it. I felt upset. I looked in the mirror and could see the gap where the two teeth were missing. I toughed the area again and a third tooth fell out. I was distressed that this was happening.

11998 June 15

I walked down the road through the edge of campus. The land around me seemed very flat, and there seemed to be a commercial district around me. I noticed the cars of the McDonald’s parking lot to my right. I continued down the road towards campus. I then turned my car right onto the campus road. This did not seem like the proper place to drive, but i wanted to go this way. The area around me was grass, and the road seemed more like a driveway. The bright sun lit up the green trees and shrubs. There was a sign on the road which stated that the speed limit was ninety-five miles per hour. I realized that this was some kind of test track. I sped down the length of road towards the fence. There was a large “95” painted on the road just before the fence. The road turned sharply to the left. I drove to the next section of road when i noticed the sign for thirty miles per hour. I rounded a corner to the right and started to head down a hill. I noticed that i was headed down a gravel road towards what looked like a baseball diamond. I could see the road curve around the left side of the field and end on the other side. As i reached the bottom of the hill, i noticed a woman on the left. She was training for some kind of sport down here. I decided that i should head back up. I watched myself walk up the slope of the cement corridor of the stadium. To the left of myself was a large glass bottle. I noticed that it had several bugs in it. I thought that the bottle looked like a gerbil cage. I then noticed that there was something still in the cage and hoped that it was not a decaying animal. It seemed like an apple core. There was a large black bug crawling over the top of it. I realized that it was a sliced apple that was shaped like a gerbil. I realized that one of the students must have shaped fruit to look like and animal and left it in the hallway for the other students to see during as they walked into the stadium for their finals. I remembered that the final exams were held in the stadium. As i came to the top of the hill, where the corridor turned left. I noticed the two other glass boxes. They were old popcorn machines from the stadium games. One was overturned, and both contained large black spiders. I thought that it was strange that the spiders were eating the remains of human food, but then i thought that they were probably eating the bugs that were trying to eat the food. I was unnerved by the sight of the spiders and walked quickly towards the exit of the building.

The man with the long blonde hair walked down the city street in front of the large abandoned building. This is where he was investigating things. He was the nerd from The X-Files, and seemed to be a government agent. I wondered how he had gotten the job. He seemed to be wearing some kind of black uniform with a metal object on the left breast. Then the others approached him. They did not know whom he was and were going to attack him. He faced my direction as he looked at them. I realized that he had some information about what was going on. He had known several people in the area who had helped him. Then i noticed the three young children who were standing to his left. They were dressed in brown stereotyped street clothes. The one closest to him was austral and was wearing a winter stretch hat on his head. I looked in the bowl that i had been carrying. It was filled with some kind of grain cereal. I did not want any more of it, so i was walking to the garage to dump it out. I thought that i should give it to the dog. I stepped over the wire fence of the horse pen and headed towards the main door of the garage. Then i noticed the brown horse on the right. It seemed interested in me and was walking over quickly with its head extended. I realized that the horse would probably be interested in the grain. I thought that i should give it to the horse rather than to the dog. I dumped the wet grain onto the ground just behind the parked car and started to walk away. I then realized that i had dumped the bowl underneath the back end of the car, where the muffler was. I thought that the horse might burn itself on the muffler. I waved the horses head away as it reached for the pile of grain. I belt over and scooped the grain out into the pen, away from the car. There was some porridge still sticking to the large spoon that i was using. I looked at it as i started to walk away from the pen. I started over to the wire fence. I remembered that i had hopped over the fence on my way in, and that i could easily do so on my way out. I then heard the horse trotting behind me. It trotted around the side of the pen to my left. I ran towards the fence and hurled it, thinking that the horse would not be able to pester me about the grain left in the cereal bowl. The horse then jumped over the fence as i landed on the other side. It sailed over my head. I heard a thud as its back hooves hit something near my head. I thought that i had been kicked, and wondered whether i would be okay. I looked at the spoon in my left hand and wondered what had been hit. I did not feel any pain. The horse ran around in the yard. There was another fence around this yard, but the horse should not have been here. I walked to the right to where there was a gate in the other fence. I thought that the horse had jumped because it was mimicking me. If i used the gate on the second fence, it would not be able to get out. I walked out of the fence as the horse trotted around in excitement.

11998 June 16

I was very upset and did not want to talk to any of my family. I had left them and they did not know where i was. I knew that my mother was distressed, but i did not want to talk to her. I was in front of my grandmother’s house. It seemed that i had done something that they did not want me to do. It seemed as though i had been away. $K3 was at the house. I walked around the back of the house and into the garage. It seemed that there were several things stored in the garage. I remembered that i had placed the dirty pot on top of the peak of the garage. It was turned up-side-down over the point in the center of the roof. I looked up at it as my mother walked by. There were several other things piled around the pot, which stood above all of them on top of the narrow peak. I then realized that the pile of stuff was not actually on the roof of the garage. It was sitting on top of something which was inside of the garage. I could see the wooden ceiling of the garage over the top of the pot. I thought that the pot must not have been washed by the weather. It would still be dirty and it would have to be cleaned. I felt very upset. I walked across my parents’ house and looked out the west window of the first floor. My relatives were gathered outside around what looked like a body of water. I moved around the in the window to get a better look. It seemed as though the creek outside of the house had been turned into a pool. I thought that the road crews might have done this. I walked outside and looked at the pool. It was blue, with a diving board and a metal rail. There was a cement patio around it, and my relatives were sitting on the left. I wondered who was going to maintain the pool. I thought that the public might start open swimming in it. I then wondered why it was so close to the house when the creek had been farther away. I looked to the right to see the larger pool. It had many leaves in it. I thought that someone would have to scoop all of the leaves out before the public could use the pool. I knew that it would be hard to maintain. I still felt distant and upset. $K3 asked me how i liked the pools and i shrugged indifferently. Then my mother said that it would be nice to take a bath out here when the weather was warmer. I did not feel like answering. I started to walk to the right. I then noticed the small pool which was shaped like a bath tub. It had a brass faucet hanging over it. The brass was very flat and looked very modern. I felt very uncomfortable. I turned around and walked back to the table. Then the other person came out of the adjoining office. He smiled and told us that he would be going to the conference. I was next to go into the room. $A166 was sitting across the table from me. I stood up and walked into the boss’s office. I did not expect to go to the conference, as i was not really that important around the office. I knew that i would go, however. I turned to the right as i walked into the white room. The man was sitting behind the desk, which was on the front wall of the room. He said that i would be going to the conference. He seemed very stern and started reading a row of information from the sheet. He read the flight number and told me where we had reservations. I asked him questions randomly about the conference. He looked up at me, seeming displeased with my lack of attention to his description. I would have to copy down the reservation numbers that he was reading. I felt confused and could not concentrate on what he was saying. I started to say something, but it did not come out correctly, so i stopped. I walked back to the long table at which everyone had been sitting. I started to collect my things as everyone was leaving the room. I seemed to be sitting at the large desk where the man had read the numbers to me. I looked at my keyboard, which was propped up on two thin white bars in front of me. The bars came up from the table top and tilted towards me. Their ends were covered with a white plastic. I lifted the keyboard and set it down on the desk. There was a woman sitting across from me. I spoke to her about the trip as i gathered my things.

11998 June 17

I had just finished doing something down stairs with my parents, and now i was sweeping up the pavement in front of the shops. It seemed as though i were outside, in an alley after dark. I walked over the small crumbly pieces of debris as i pushed the broom down the left side of the table. There were some other people standing on the left side of the table. They were of a different species than me. I knew that they could shrink to a very small size. They lived in the small house which was on the back left edge of the table. Quark was there. He was cleaning up his shop for the night. I watched as he walked across the front of the table and spoke to the man who was sweeping on the left of the table. Quark asked the man about his species. He knew that they did not accept gifts easily, as it was part of their social structure not to. I knew that the man was expecting a new section of house, however. I looked down $P59 towards the main road. I knew that people were going to bring things from the west along the main road. I then saw the people carrying the rather large yellow object. I wondered whether the man would accept the gift, as it was so large. Quark seemed surprised about it and said, “I thought none of your people accepted large gifts?” The people placed the large box springs and bed on the ground near the table. For a while, it seemed as though the man was upset with the gift. I knew that he and his wife usually would not accept things like that. I then decided that it was a special type of gift. I looked at the adobe house which was sitting on the table near the man. I wondered how he managed to get into the house. I knew that he could shrink to fit in. The bed was on the outside of the house, however, so he would have to sleep on it in his enlarged state. I wondered how he managed to shrink so small. I thought that his density must be very large when he was small. I wondered how he was able to be supported in the tiny house.

I was in the kitchen of my apartment when i heard a noise at the door. I knew that someone was outside. It seemed like the landlord. I could hear the sound of keys and knew that he was unlocking the door to the apartment. I was upset that he did not have the courtesy to knock first. I walked around the kitchen counter and over to the door. They seemed to be having some trouble opening it. I thought that i should put the inside lock on. I told them to hold on a minute in a displeased tone. I then started to open the door.

11998 June 18

We ran down the road in the middle of the country. It was dark out, and the air was somewhat foggy. We had to get away from someone. The road curved around a wooded area, which was down hill from the road. I ran down the slope of the hill with the $Z. Someone was after us. Then we saw the older woman lying on the steep slope that ran down from the road. I stopped to see what was wrong. She looked distressed, and lay by the edge of the road. She was wearing what looked like a white night gown and had long white hair. The man and the woman ran up next to us. They asked about the woman as well. I knew that the troops were coming and that they were after the woman. Someone was after us as well. Then there were lights illuminating the forest. The troops were coming over the road embankment. I turned and ran towards the forest. There were trees in front of me, just before the dense vegetation of the forest started. I thought that i should run behind one. Then the woman ran past be. The lights seemed to be moving in front of us. We had to get to our cars, which were on the other side of the road. There was a patch of cat of nine tails to my right as i headed for the trees. Then the troops appeared in front of us. $Z and myself were trapped. We stood on the road side, wondering what we should do. They questioned us about whom we had seen. They said that they were looking for the man and the woman. I then realized that they did not know about us, and that we could probably get by them. I thought that it was strange that the first group of men were looking for the older woman, but had passed by the man and the woman, and now this group was looking for the man and the woman, but had run across the older woman. We told them about the older woman, and that she might need help. The commander of the troops asked us how he could get to the woman and $Z explained that the road was shaped like a U, an S, and then a J. He said that she was after the J. The commander did not seem to understand, so i tried to explain it to him. I started by telling him that the first curve in the road was like a U. Then the double curve that came after it was the S. He nodded at me with a puzzled look on his face. I then said that you go slowly around the J and the woman would be on the other side. He thanked us for our help and started off. I started walking back towards the section of chairs that were in the airport. There were several rows of black, cushioned chairs, and they all faced the same direction. I could hear the troops talking down stairs. The stairs went down behind the last row of chairs. As i walked along the side of the chairs, i realized that the people who were after us were down stairs talking to the commander that had just walked down. I waved to the other person to be quiet and jumped into the back row of chairs where i thought i could hide. I lay down across the chairs, thinking that the commander would not notice me if he came up to inspect the room. I could see him talking downstairs through the space between the folding seat and the back of the chairs. I looked down through the space in the end chair and watched him talking to the commander. I hoped that he did not see us. He looked us the stairs several times, talking about us, but he did not seem like he was going to come up. Then he turned around and started talking to Bester. I suddenly realized that Bester would not need to come looking for us, as he was a telepath. He simply could scan the room to see if we were here. I looked forward across the rows of chairs to where Lita was sitting with the other people. They tried not to act suspicious. Lita kept looking back. I knew that she was a telepath as well and that she would be able to block anything scan that Bester was attempting. I stayed lying down in the chair as one of the commanders came across the back of the room. I pulled the silvery blanket over my body, making it seem as though i were sick. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I watched myself sleep on the bench as the other person walked around the side of the waiting area. Then i woke up. The area only had a few people in it. I realized that it was some time later. The troops would probably not come looking for us here. They would have thought that we would have left with the crowd. They would not suspect that we had a later flight. I then realized that it was 16:30. Our ride would leave within a half hour. We had to get ready. I quickly got off of the couch in the hotel room and started collecting my things. I wondered where the other person was. They should have woken me up earlier. I quickly tried to get my things together. I then looked out the window of the hotel to see the parking lot between the buildings below. The buildings were cement, and the paved ground seemed wet. I could see the green car driving past the front of the building. I was worried that i might be late. I gathered my things, but they seemed in disarray. I wondered where the other person could be. There were a few people in the hotel room with me. My mother was collecting her things in the other room. I was then outside of the hotel room watching the door open. The girl stepped out. She was grabbed suddenly by the commander. He knew that we were here. He took her to the room next door, which seemed like a great hall. There were several fires burning around the room. He would hold her, knowing that i would come after her. She was my daughter. I then saw myself back in the room. I grabbed the coat but remembered that i would have to have my keys. I quickly searched through the pockets of the coat. I could not find the keys. I started to panic, thinking that we would not make the flight and escape. I thought that i would still have to discover that the man had taken my daughter. I wondered where she was. Then $F6 came over to help me with my things. He tried to help me carry things, but i could not find the keys. Then i looked down to the floor and realized that all of my packed luggage had fallen apart. There were things all over the floor. I had to pick them up and get moving. We would be late and not be able to escape.

11998 June 19

$G4 had just come back from a run and were gathering at the high school at $P4. They started jogging back down the road towards their cars, which were parked at my parents’ house. I wondered why they were heading back to their cars. They must not have known that the ceremony would be held near where the run ended. I walked along the street towards them as they started to get back in their cars. I told them that the ceremony would be held at the church across the street from the high school. The woman seemed unaware of the information and nodded in acknowledgment. I wondered whether we had gotten permission to use the church for the ceremony. It seemed strange, but i told the person who had asked about it, “I’m sure he must have asked if we could use the church.” I seemed to be carrying something in my hands. It seemed like a blanket that i had picked up from my parents’ house. I seemed to need something before i returned to the ceremony. I mentioned that i could use a ride back to the church and wondered if anyone could give me one. I thought that i could always get back to my parents’ house by myself. I walked towards $A9, and asked him whether he could give me a ride to the church. He had just opened the passenger door of his car. He said, “Sure.” I then realized that there were two other people who were getting into his car. They climbed into the back seat of the car. I wondered whether i should find a ride with someone else. The car was a small boxy car, painted a dull periwinkle. It seemed like a low-line Honda. I looked out the front window of the car as we slowed down to turn right into the church’s drive way. I could see that the parking lot of the church was full. There were even cars parked along the front edge of the lot, which bordered the street. I could see a red car on the corner of the lot. I realized that there must be a church service going on. I walked down the corridor between the buildings and realized that $G4 were walking into the recreational section of the church on the left. The chapel was on the right. I realized that they were probably going to use the banquet hall. I looked into the chapel through the open metal doors on the right and could see several people sitting in the back rows. The church seemed full. We would have to be quiet as we held our ceremony so that we did not disturb the people in the chapel. I walked through the doors on the left and into the dining room. The round tables were covered with white cloth and had silverware and other settings on them. I walked over to the table near the back of the room to put my things down. I realized that the tables each had two glass pitchers. I realized that the ones on the table in front of me were almost over the edge. I went to move them as the woman on the other side of the table reached across the get them. She was worried about them falling over as well. I looked around the room. I said, “Well, i guess we will have to keep the singing down.” The others agreed. We could not disturb the people in the chapel. I was worried that $G4 might get drunk anyway and start singing loudly. I hoped that we did not disturb the chapel. I then wondered whether the settings in the room were actually for us. I hoped that there was not some church function that would be held in here. It seemed strange that the church would put out all of the nice table settings for us. I walked to the west wall of the room, looking at the PA system that was set up on the corner table. The leader of $G4 was trying to start the ceremony and announce a few things. I hoped that it was quiet enough. He could not get the microphone to work, however. They played with a few of the settings, but the radio would only play slow music. I thought that it must be christian music. The station must be set by the church people. I thought about playing with the PA to get it to work, but i did not want to get in the way. I then noticed a few people from the congregation standing in the main doorway to the room. They musty have stopped to see who was using the recreation room. It seemed strange that $G4 was here. I hoped that we were in the correct place, that we had gotten permission to be there, and that we the settings in the room were meant for us. I walked over to the southwest corner of the room and sat down in one of the pews. It seemed as though the church service in the other room was letting out. There were people wandering around the church. Several of them looked in at our group, wondering what was going on. I thought that it must be intermission. I wondered how many people would leave during intermission. I remembered that several usually did. This was when they did communion. I then realized that there were several people sitting in the pews with me. They were older, and were wearing old suit jackets. They looked vacantly out into the dining room. The tables were set up on the east side of the room, and the pews faced north, and had a narrow aisle between them and the west wall o of the room. I looked to my right as i sat on the end of the pew. I seemed to be staring at something on the wall. I was interested in our ceremony. One of the older men in the pews turned around to see what i was looking at. I then realized that i could see into the chapel from here. I could see the priest standing at the alter in white robes with a green sash around his neck. These people must be listening to the sermon. I hoped that $G4 would not disturb them. I started to walk back to the east end of the room when one of the men from the pews stood up and asked about our group. He said, “You’re a convict, right.” I thought that he must have come to that conclusion by looking at our clothing. I told him that we were not convicts, but that we were a running group. He nodded, saying “Oh.” I started back towards $G4 when i realized that they were all getting up to leave the room. They were wandering around the church. I was standing in the corridor between the chapel and the recreation room facing east. $G4 had come out of the room on the left side of the hall and were coming towards me. They seemed happy and mischievous. I was worried that they might do something that they were not supposed to do. They were wearing brown robes, and walked past me. They started up the stairs, into the living quarters of the priest and the brothers. I realized that, with the brown robes on, they could be mistaken for monks. I watched them as they walked up the steep stairs to the second floor. There was a platform halfway up the stairs, where they turned to the left to head up the second flight. I could just see their feet below the ceiling of the corridor as they reached the platform. They took off their brown robes and dropped them on the floor of the platform. I was wearing my brown housecoat. I thought that the members of the congregation that were watching us would simply think that we were monks who were going into the abbey. I did not want $G4 to go into the monks’ quarters. I let my house coat slide off of my shoulders as i reached the top of the stairs. I looked down the corridor of the upstairs. I could not see anyone. I knew that they were in the rooms on wither side of the hall. I walked back down stairs. I did not want to get in trouble with them. I then noticed the priest walking out of the chapel. He passed me and walked towards the stairs. He then turned down the corridor to the north and walked into the dressing room on the left wall. I wondered whether he would find out about the others. Then i heard music coming from upstairs. The people up there had turned on the stereo and were trying to play some music. They kept getting soft church music, however. I walked back down the corridor to the east, trying not to think about what was going on. Then i could hear the bass of the music as they turned up the stereo for a moment. I could then hear the sounds of a party. I felt bad about what they were doing. I then heard the priest walking up stairs. He was upset with them, and scolded them for what they were doing. I felt as though we had been unable to control members of our group.

I took the bread that i was toasting for breakfast and started to put it in the oven. As i opened the oven door to place it in, i realized that there was another loaf in the oven. I remembered that it was the loaf that i had just baked in the bread machine, and that i had placed it there to keep it warm. I wondered whether it would bake, as the temperature in the oven was hot. I then started to smell garlic. I looked through the glass door of the black oven and could see several loaves of bread in there. I knew that the large one of the left was the rest of the garlic bread that my parents had brought. I thought that i should be heating that loaf up for dinner. It would go better with the pasta sauce.

11998 June 20

I brought the pen to the register of the store. The register aisle was somewhat narrow, and had a wall on the right side. The register was on the left, just after a tall set of shelves that were crowded with hanging merchandise. I placed the blue pen on the counter of the register and the woman started to ring it up. There was a man standing in front of me by the counter. The woman told me that the pen was a hundred dollars. I knew that she was joking and asked her how much it really was. She did not smile or admit that she was joking. She simply said five hundred dollars. I was annoyed with her jokes and knew that she would not be serious. I was in a hurry and did not have time to play around either. I had to get back to the cinema where my parents were waiting. I reached into my right pocket and felt around for change. I had a little getting it out and spilled some of it on the floor and counter. The woman said that the pen was a thousand dollars. I ignored her and looked for some quarters in my hand. I could see that there were several foreign coins in the pile. I dropped three quarters on the counter and grabbed the pen. I then turned around and walked out of the store. I did not wait for the woman to complain. I hoped that the pen was not more than seventy-five cents. I thought that it should not be. I crossed the wide corridor between the store and the cinema. The cinema was very large, and the outside of the building was coloured a bright blue with yellow trimmings. I walked into the building, thinking that i could lose the people from the store if they decided to follow me. I wondered whether they would come after me for not paying for the pen. There was a man sitting in the ticket booth on the right side of the corridor. I thought that i did not have to stop for a ticket as i already had one from when i was in here before. The entrance hall of the theatre was very wide and had little detail. It seemed somewhat dark as the walls and the ceiling were coloured a dark grey. There was a dark blue carpet on the floor. At the back side of the hall were two sets of stairs which led down to the other levels of the theatre, one on each side. The stairs headed down away from each other, and had silvery railings and white stone steps. As i walked down the set on the right, i thought about how large the cinema actually was. There were two main theatres on each floor. They took up the entire front side of the building. There was one on each side. I walked down the stairs and across the second floor to the next set down. I thought that if i descended fast enough. The people from the store would not be able to find me. I started walking down the next set of stairs to the third level. The stairs then turned to the right and headed into the center of the building. I could see a large open sales floor in front of me with racks of clothes in it. The floor of the store was a bright white. I reached the bottom of the stairs and turned right, heading across the bottom of the store. I walked into the wide room where my parents were waiting. The center of the room was open, and i started to look around at the shelves which were at the back wall of the store. I then noticed my father standing on the opposite wall in front of a display. He was wearing an acoustic guitar around his next. I knew that he did not know how to play, and wondered why he was interested in it. Then i saw my mother on the right walking over to the manager. She asked about the guitar, mentioning that my father was interested in learning a country song. I thought that the situation was strange, but i still found it interesting.

I was with the group of people in the apartment when someone started shooting at us through the window. I headed out of the room. I thought that i could sneak around to the other room where the gunman was and get him. I walked into the apartment of the tall building. The room was rather large and seemed like it was part of someone’s room. The walls were an off white and seemed very tall. The man inside seemed familiar to me and handed me the automatic rifle. It seemed like an uzi with a long barrel. I thought that it would be amusing to shoot the gun out the window at the people whom i had been with in the other room. I walked to the tall narrow window and looked out. I could see the old brick apartment building across the street and to the right. It had a stone surface, with trimming around the windows and a decorative wooden overhang on the roof which was painted red and white. I could see the other three men in the window on the top floor of the building. I aimed the gun in their general direction and pulled the trigger. Nothing seemed to happen. I thought that the gun might simply not work. I then looked at the building across the street and could see the bullets hitting the wood trim around the window. The three men got down on the ground. I kept firing, trying to aim the gun so that i did not hit any one. I could see the one man in the green shirt slouching down in the center of the window. He kept looking out the window to see where the shots were coming from. The others stood on either side of the window. The man in the green shirt seemed short, but had very wide shoulders. He was wearing a leather flop hat. I aimed around his head, trying to get him to duck below the window ledge where it would be safe. I thought that the stone walls of the house should protect them from the bullets. I wondered why they were not getting down now. It seemed they kept looking and placing themselves in the way of the bullets. I then walked back into the room of the apartment. I had to hide the gun in case they came looking for me. I did not want them to know that i had been firing at them. I walked into the closet and looked up at the shelves where the gun had been. I realized that there was a very wide shelf which was very close to the ceiling. I thought that i could slide the gun on top of the shelf and it would be hard to see. I tried to place the gun on the shelf, but found that there were two packages of curtain rods already on the shelves. I pulled the packages out and placed the gun on the shelf. It did not seem to want to fit. I rotated it so that it fit better into the corner of the wall and placed the long packages back on the shelf. Then i noticed that my grandfather had walking into the door of the closet on my left. I said hello to him and quickly got down from the shelf. He asked me a question. I looked up to the shelves, as though i were arranging things. I saw the small soccer ball balanced on top of the water pipes that ran through the close. I knocked the ball and it fell down into my hand. I looked at it as i spoke to my grandfather. I tried to balance it back on the pipe. I could see that there was a yellow cage around the sprinkler head which had a flat section on the top. I rolled the ball onto the top of the cage and left it there. I then wondered whether the ball would interfere with the water flow if the sprinkler went off. My father then came into the room and spoke to my grandfather. They both left. I thought that the long packages of curtain rods were still sticking out over the edge of the shelf slightly. I thought that they could be pushed back so that they could not be seen from the floor. That way, no one would think that there was a shelf there. I reached up and pulled the rods from the shelf. I then grabbed the gun and pulled the cartridge from it. I realized that it would fit on the shelf better if the cartridge were not in it. I placed the gun in the corner of the shelf and placed the cartridge next to it. I then slid the rods back into place and got down. I walked into the living room where i noticed that the neighbours were visiting. $A29 was standing near the edge of the couch with his family. They had some problem and they had to get back to the city. I felt bad for them, and did not want them to go. There was something wrong with $A29, and they had to get somewhere. They walked out the front door of my parents’ house. I stayed in the front room of the house and started to clean up the couches. I looked at the small love seat which was against the front wall. I picked up the pillow from the floor in front of the seat and went to place it on the couch, but realized that it did not match. I noticed that it was a bed pillow in a dark brown cover. I turned it around in my hand and realized that it was actually two cushions from the couch which had been placed within a pillow case. I looked at the edge of the love seat as i shifted the pillow case in my hand. I could see that there was a lip on the front of the seat. I thought that it was taller on the right side, but realized that the cushion was simply over it on the left. I was uneasy, and was not concentrating on the pillows. There seemed to be something wrong, and i was worrying about it.

11998 June 21

I was in the room, which seemed like a court room. There was a man sitting behind a desk on my right as i faced across the room. I did not seem to be here, but was watching the events as though i were watching them on television. The two attorneys were standing in front of the audience. The crowd sat in rows on the benches in the court room. The two attorneys were discussing something at the front of the room. It seemed to be about the boy who was sitting in the witness chair. They were asking him questions about his relations with the other person. He was being accused of having sex with someone else. I felt defensive and knew that the boy knew that the boy could not have had such a relationship. I was worried that he would have to admit to the court that he was really having relations with the other person. Then i noticed the older woman in the audience. She was sitting in the second row on the right side of the audience. She sat only a few seats in. I was very close to her, as if watching the events through a camera angle. She was talking to the young man next to her. I knew that they had a relationship, and that if they were to admit it, the case against the boy would be over. I seem to have seen this movie before. The woman and boy looked at each other and passion swept over their face. They started kissing. I was then standing at the front of the room with the lawyers. The one in the brown suit was making accusations against the boy when he called for the attention of the woman. Both lawyers turned around to face the audience, catching the woman and the boy hugging and kissing. This was a comedic pause in the story line. I could see the white card which gave the next line. Both lawyers were to say the line together. The card had black helvetica text on it, which was surrounded by a thought balloon. The text read “We would like to drop our case... your honour.” Just as i read it, both lawyers said the words in astonishment. The woman and the boy sat still, surprise and embarrassment on their faces. I turned and walked away from the audience. I was headed to the other part of the show. I knew that the woman and the boy had been captured once before by the bad guys, and that they had been affected in some way. As i walked along the side of the car, i looked through the window. I could see someone lying on the back seat. His skin looked pail with bluish lines running down his arms. The other person said that they had him in the back of the car. I remembered him from before. They said that he had been taken by the bad guys earlier and had been turned into a zombie. I remembered that we had cured him of the problem, and that we were trying to do so for many others. The man was talking to someone else who did not seem to understand the problem. Then the man told the other person that the boy had reverted back to a zombie. I knew that he could be treated again, but i knew that there was going to be some difficulty in the plot. The three people walked toward the car, saying that they could simply treat him again to get rid of the virus. The man said that it would be a problem. The second man said that the boy should be easy to deal with. I knew that the boy had been working out and was now very strong. The three of them might have a problem dragging him in for treatment. The first man told the other that. Then i looked back to the car to see the boy wake up. He was wearing a red tee shirt and stared angrily out the window at me. I could see that he had thick muscle on his arms. He would be a problem to deal with.

11998 June 22

I was driving around on the country roads with my parents. I was in the back seat of the car. We were trying to get away from something. It was rather foggy outside. It seemed as though we had to keep traveling in order to get away. I kept thinking about the mines that were being dug into the ground. They were long narrow tunnels. I could picture one of the miners boring through the ground. There were vertical shafts which had been drilled from the surface. The tunnel of the mine ran from shaft to shaft. We kept driving when we came to the farm house with the large wooden barn. The barn was unpainted and seemed to be falling apart. We paused in the dirt driveway of the house.

11998 June 23

I was running from something. Then i looked behind me. There were two distorted figures standing over me as i lie on the ground, one standing on either side of me. I propped myself up on my elbows to look at them as they contorted. I felt scared of them. They seemed like they were made from a thick black tar that was stretching over me in an arch. Their bodies looked more like inverted droplets about to fall. Their surface seemed wrinkled and streaked with hues of pink and light blue. Their heads were featureless, yet reminded me of wolves howling. They made no noise, but i seemed to think that they were screaming as they plunged their heads towards me and bit into my chest. They pulled away with something bright glowing from their mouths. I knew that the two animals were demons and that they were stealing some of the energy from my soul. I thought about the phrase “demons eating sith”. I was afraid of them at first, but then i realized that they were really not a threat to me. They had to steal energy, but i knew that they were really just part of the life as a whole. I remembered that energy came from the planet we lived on, and that i could simply absorb more from the life around me. All life was connected, so i really was not loosing any. It was just moving into a different section of the life. Then the spirits were gone. I thought about the energy moving around me and how i could stretch out into it to absorb more. I then moved through the large building. It was a very modern church. There was a man standing at the front of the church, preaching to the audience. Behind him was a large glass wall, which had water on the other side. The water was very clear, and had something to do with the spirit. I knew that the water would boil because of the spiritual energy running through it. I could see the bubbles forming along the sides of the glass. I knew that the demons would make it boil vigorously. There was something wrong with what the man was preaching, however. It did not seem correct. He was making claims about the bubbles in the water which were not true. I knew why they were there, and i seemed to be able to control them as i passed through the water. The man told the audience that the bubbles meant something different. I thought about making the water boil heavily. The water started to fill with bubbles. I then decided that they should see what the bubbles really meant. I thought of an image forming along the glass on the inside of the tank. The image would have to be a distorted face, like the one on the demons. It was formed of the bubble patterns. I imagined the monstrous face forming, and the audience gasping in horror. That should set them free of the preacher.

I was walking along in front of the large cement building when i noticed the large brown bear standing to my right, in front of the old green car. I was scared of the bear, and knew that it would attack me if it could. I ran into the opening of the cement building and scurried up the metal structure inside. The structure seemed to be made of rusted cross beams. I looked out the window of the bedroom at the bear. It did not seem angry, but i was still frightened of it. I walked away from the window of the room and looked out the doorway on the back side of the room. There was a large open gap in the building. I could see down to the lower floors, which seemed like they were two floors below me. I was afraid of the bear, and worried that it would come after me. I knew that it could not climb after me, but i still did not feel safe. I felt as though it might come after us anyway. I climbed over the beams which ran across the large shaft and onto the balcony on the other side. I then ran into the empty bedrooms on the back side of the house. The windows on the bedroom were closed, and i wondered how we could get out. There seemed to be no furniture in the room, but there was still decoration on the walls. I knew that it was from the people who had left the house for a while. They were friends of mine, and they had moved out earlier. I ran over to one of the windows and tried to open it, worried that the bear was coming after me. Then $Z told me that if i pushed against the window, it would open. As he said this, i pushed against the lower part of the windows and the entire frame swung up. I stepped out onto the tar-shingle roof and looked down the slope. There was a trash heap behind the house, which seemed littered with white paper and other dry rubbish. I could see the little bear climbing over the pile. I knew that the mother bear would be mad if we were near its cub. I thought that we could always climb out across the roof. The bear would not know how to open the window right away, which could give us time to escape. I was then back inside of the large cement room. The building seemed abandoned. I was standing near the old car, which was inside of the building. The other man was there. I spoke to him about the bear. I told him that i was worried. I knew that the bear would come after us if it wound us there. I then noticed the tiny bear wandering around under the car just outside. I could see the back of the car through the partially open garage door. The ground outside was very uneven, and the tiny bear stumbled over the debris. It did not look quite right. I thought that it looked more like a very small adult bear rather than a bear cub. The man was tall and skinny, and he had black hair which was combed up, into a fifties-style wave. He did not seem concerned with the bear. I had to get away. I knew that the large bear would be coming. I walked with the other into the large open room. It seemed like an office. There was a row of tall file cabinets and shelves on the left side of the room. I ran behind them, in a corridor which ran down the left wall of the room. I then started to climb up the set of metal shelves, where the bear could not get me. I still thought about the bear following. It would be after me. I reached the top of the cabinets and started to jump from one to another, trying to get away from the bear. The cabinets were unstable, and started to fall. I kept my balance on them and jumped to the right, through the supporting set of beams which stood over the large set of cabinets. The book cases that i had been on fell over. I thought that it would make it harder of the bear to follow me. I then jumped off of the tall grey cabinet and onto the wooden table. Then i jumped onto the cabinet across the room. I looked back at the low desk table. It seemed rather low to the ground, and i wondered whether the bear would be able to climb up it. I thought that, if we were faced with the problem of the bear chasing us, we could climb the book cases in the other room and jump over the table to where i was. The bear would not easily be able to follow. We could get away.

I was getting my things together at my parents’ house. I had to go back to school. I felt uncomfortable, and did not want to go to school. It seemed as though i were too old for high school, and that i was being punished in some way by being forced to go back. I grudgingly got onto the bus on the road in front of my parents’ house. I made sure that i had my red bag with me. I checked through it to make sure that i had packed my lunch. I felt very uncomfortable and insecure with what i was doing. There were other people on the bus whom i remembered from elementary school. This did not seem correct. I felt as though i should not have to go back to school here. I should be doing something else. I got off of the bus in front of the high school. There was a security gate at the main entrance to the building. The entrance was surrounded by a glass lobby. The students would be walking through the door on the left side of the entrance hall, where the guard was. I had to go straight, through the doors to the main office. I would have to check into the school. The guard scanned me with the electric wand as i passed through the gate. I realized that i was still wearing a uniform pants from $P7. I thought that the school had given up the dress code a while ago, so it was probably not appropriate for me to be wearing the old uniform. I noticed the door for the main office at the end of the entrance hall and walked through it. The door was made of wood, and was on a spring. I was not sure where i was going. I knew that i had been at this place before, but i did not remember where the office was. I knew that i had to talk with the principal about entering the school. I walked to the desk that was in the office and spoke to the secretary about my admittance to the school. I had papers in my hand that had something to do with my assignment here. I was being forced to attend the school, even though i felt that i had already completed my high school education. I walked out the front of the office and looked back at the door. There was a name in the center of the wooden door which read “J. H. Murray”. I remembered this from before. It was here when i was in this high school a very long time ago. I walked back into the office to ask the secretary what i was supposed to be doing. I wanted to tell them that i was unhappy being here. The secretary handed the principle my papers and spoke to him for a moment. They seemed disappointed in the fact that i was being sent back to high school. I told them that i had been here before a while ago. The principal shook his head as he read over the papers. He mentioned that i must not have graduated from high school. I told him that i had. He then noticed the section on my resume which mentioned that i had gone to college at $P52. He did not understand why i would be coming back to the high school. I felt forced into the situation. I took my blue and red backpack off and held it in my hands as they stood behind the counter reading my papers. I mentioned to them that i had two degrees from the university. They talked to each other, trying to understand why i was being sent back to high school. I felt very anxious and out of place. I did not want to be here.

11998 June 24

I looked up suddenly from the desk and out the large glass window of the building. I realized that i was now in my new office. They had moved me from one place to another. It seemed to be a type of punishment for something i had done. They did not trust me. I looked out the west wall of the office, where i could see the entrance to the building. The building was large and modern. It was made of black cement, which was layered between long strips of window. There was a cement patio across the entranceway, with some type of metal structure in it. The office i was in was very large and was part of a suite. There were other desks around the room. The room was almost square, and had a black wall about a metre and a half tall, where the furnishings were set. The rest of the height of the wall was glass. The cement of the building overhung the top of the window by about a metre. The window ran around the entire room, from the north end of the west wall to the north end of the east wall. The north wall was interior to the building, and was covered with dark decorations. The glass window rounded the northeast corner of the room, but stopped only a metre across the north wall. I was carrying something from the counter on the west wall. It seemed as though i had just walked away from a sink. I could see the silver and black desk along the east wall of the room. I walked over to it. I felt upset that they did not trust me in an office by myself. I looked out the east window of the room. I could not see outside, but there seemed to be an interior courtyard to the east of the room. The floor of the courtyard seemed to be a few floors down from where i was. I poured the water in the sink. I then noticed that it flowed out from the drain and down the cement on the side of the building. I realized that the drain was set up to channel the water into the rain gutters around the edges of the building. I thought that it was a very strange design.

11998 June 25

I felt scared, and knew that something was wrong. There was something off to my right. It seemed like as though i was floating in space, and that i was near some kind of whirlpool. There were clouds of blue and white light spiraling into the center of the object. I was just above the plane of rotation, and could see the white object at the center of the rotation. There seemed to be golden objects rotating around the phenomenon. They seemed like letters, but i could not recognize what they were. I knew that this was something that was going to happen. It was part of the destruction of the world. I was surprised that it was happening so soon, but i knew that it had to happen. I knew that everything would die. It was part of the natural process. I felt scared. I suddenly understood what was going to happen. It had to do with energy. There was a movement of energy into the hole. I knew that i would be taken in with it. I was scared that i was not prepared for the transition. I felt as though i would get destroyed in the process. I hoped that i had been in harmony with the feeling around me. I was still afraid that i was not. I was standing on $P2, looking north. I knew that the event was coming, and i hoped that i would be ready for it. Suddenly, i felt as though i understood what was going to happen. It made sense to me. I could see that it was truly a natural progression, and that it was nothing to be afraid of. It seemed very logical and scientific. I told $F10 about what i was thinking. I wanted someone to understand my thought. I was hiking with people. I noticed that we had come into a diner. There was someone sitting near the edge of the white wooden counter. There did not seem to be anyone else in the room. I wondered why we had come here. The man was wearing a purple sweatshirt which fit rather tightly to his torso. He stood up as we started asking him questions. He seemed confused, and pulled the sweatshirt off from over his head. I then realized that he was Matt Dillon. His shin was nicely detailed and smooth. I thought that the situation seemed somewhat strange, but i knew that it had something to do with the change in the universe.

I was in the car as we drove down the city street between the tall apartment buildings. They were old brick buildings. I knew that something was wrong, and told the person who was driving the car to slow down. Then i saw the car in front of us veer to the left and hit the large red truck head on. We slowed down quickly, but still hit the back of the other car. I thought that we would be injured, but we seemed to be okay. I looked at the front of our grey car as we backed up to pull away from the accident scene. I noticed that the driver’s side of the car was dented. I knew that the other two cars were in more serious trouble, but i was very confused as to why we were not injured more. I realized that we would have to stay near the accident scene. I wandered to the right, into the large apartment building. The front of the building was missing in one square section, and i could see the furnishings of the apartment inside. I walked into the apartment, thinking that i would wait for the police to come to the accident scene. I then walked into the library of $P19. There were many CDs sitting on the table. I wondered whose CDs they were. I then realized that they had been left by someone who had moved out of the house. I wondered if i could take some of the interesting ones. I looked at them casually as i walked by the table. I could see that there was a double album from Yes. There were many good CDs on the table. I thought that i should just take the ones that i liked. I noticed that there was a two-disc set of a Jimi Hendrix concert. It was in a grey CD sleeve. I walked around to the other side of the table and sat down. Someone walked into the room. I looked down the row of CDs and spotted the Yes album. I picked it up and noticed that it was a four-disc set. I wondered what album it was. I did not recognize it.

11998 June 26

I was in front of the house where $G4 was collecting. It was sunny outside, and i felt cheerful to be there. I had not been with $G4 in a while. I noticed all of the people who had arrived. I then noticed $F13 walking towards me from the cars. He was wearing a white tee shirt and was smiling. I thought that it was great that he had come to $G4 again. It had been a long time. I then noticed $F15 walking behind him in a white tank top and blue shorts. I realized that they must have come down together, as they were from the same city. I walked over to $F15 and greeted him. It was good to see him again. I was still getting my things together. Then i noticed that $G4 was starting to leave. They ran off to the west, jogging around the house and into the thicket on the west side of the lawn. I still had to get my things together. I then started to worry that i would not be ready in time to catch up with them. I quickly tried to get my shoes on, but they seemed to be very far away. I thought that i could chase after them and simply run around if i did not catch them. I felt pressured to hurry, but i could not seem to get ready. I then noticed that it was getting dark. I would not be able to find them. I thought that i would have to wait here until they got back. I felt upset and walked into the house. It had been a very long time since they had left. I walked down the corridor in the house and into the back end of the living room on the left hand side. The room was large, and i was on the north end. I tried to putt the long tangle of wire over my leg. It was tubular in shape, and seemed to be some type of brace. I had to get it over my leg before i could go anywhere. It was black and dark grey, with hints of fine yellow wires. I slipped my right leg into one. I then noticed that $G4 was arriving back at the house. I was disappointed that i had missed running with them. I quickly bent over and put on my white tennis shoes. $A79 then walked into the living room and stepped down into the center of the room. The floor of the room was covered with a matted, pale yellow carpet. $A79 seemed disappointed that i did not go running with them. He was carrying his beer mug in his right hand as he walked by me. He said that i would have to drink for missing the run. I looked at the white plastic cup that i had in my right hand. I dropped it. It was attached to me by a black string and swung over the floor. I pulled it back up. I felt upset, and told $A29 that i would not drink any beer. He disagreed with me as he walked back out of the room. There was another man in the room who had been watching television. He was older and was the owner of the house. I said something about fifteen minutes.

11998 June 27

I was in my new apartment. I thought that i would have to cook dinner. My grandmother was visiting me. I walked through the small room. I had to get some things, but i realized that $A167 was there. I thought that he could collect the things for me. I then jumped over the skater that was skating around the room. I walked over to the stove and started to get the food ready. I then realized that i would not have to cook anything, as i already had food prepared. I scooped up some of the pale yellow squash from the pot. I could see the rough grain of the sliced ginger that i had put in the squash. As i handed the white plate to my grandmother, who was sitting at the round table on the east side of the kitchen, i told her that the squash was actually ginger. I remembered making the recipe a while ago. I told my grandmother that it was summer squash and ginger squash.

I was supposed to act as a doctor, but i did not really know what to do. There was a patient lying on the bed when the other doctor came in. I knew that i was supposed to check out the patient, but i did not look official. I realized that i could not tell whether the patient had liquid in his lungs unless i could hear him breath. I did not have the stethoscope with me. I told the other doctor that i had diagnosed the patient, but that i had not yet listened to his lungs. I fumbled around, acting like i was looking for something. I told the doctor that i was having trouble finding my stethoscope. I walked over the desk in the southeast corner of the room along the east wall. I rolled up the front of the old wooden desk and looked through the shelves inside. I could see the blue and grey stethoscope coiled up on the desk. I walked over to the patient, who was standing in the center of the room. He was a very young man, and was wearing denims and a torn white tee shirt which was heavily soiled. I could see the skin of his chest and thought that it was smooth and nice. I knew that he had a cold, but had to pretend that i was examining him. I placed the end of the stethoscope just under the center of his left pectoral muscle. He then pointed out to me that his heart was higher in his chest. He tapped the top of his chest with his left hand, indicating the area just under his left collar bone. He then moved his hand over to the center of his right chest, telling me that part of his heart was there. I told him that i did not need to listen to his heart. I said that i was listening to his lungs. He said “oh” and nodded. He was taller than i was, and seemed rather skinny. I could not hear anything as he breather, and i wondered whether i was using the stethoscope correctly. I worried that i would not be able to give a good diagnosis. I then turned him around. He was no longer wearing a shirt. I placed the stethoscope in the center of his right back and listened. I could still hear nothing. I then pressed the scope into his skin. I started to hear the sound of him breathing. It sounded a little distorted, as if there was fluid in his lungs. I listened closely to him, and started to hear music, as if there was a distant radio playing in his body. I listened for the harsh sounds of the stuff in his lungs. I then stopped listening and told him that he had a cold. I had to find the other doctor. I did not want him to go without getting a real check-up. Then the nurse, who was in the side room to the east, said that i did not have to wait for the other doctor. She told me that i could simply let him go. I could see her through the doorway on the south side of the east wall. There was a curtain drawn part way across the entrance, but i could see her standing to the left of the table. There was a patient lying on the hospital bed, face down. She was rubbing something on his back. She told me that the boy should simply get some rest and drink a lot of fluids. I was not so sure whether he should simply leave. I wanted a real doctor to check him out. I did not feel like i knew what i was doing. The man started to walk to the north. I followed him into the main section of the department store. I realize that i was in the music section. I looked around at the CDs on the racks, but knew that there was nothing that i wanted to buy. I then walked back to the south, toward the racks of clothing which were hanging on the wall. I knew that my mother would be around here soon. She would come to pick me up. I then realized that she was already there. This was the discount section of the store, where the sale was being held. I looked to the left, down the back side of the store. I then spotted my mother walking out the end of one of the aisles. She was wearing a tan trench coat with a matching tan pair of glasses. She walked back down another aisle. I looked over the clothing that was hanging along the back wall of the store.

I stepped out of the store and looked around the front of the plaza. The plaza was made of brick, and made an L-shape. I was near the center of the row of stores on the east side of the plaza, and i looked to the north to see the other wings of shops. I then noticed the large black dog sitting in front of one of the stores. I knew the dog, and realized that it belonged to a friend of mine, though she did not know that i was here. I looked at the dog and wondered whether it would come over. A woman then walked out of the store and looked at the dog curiously. She knew that there was something odd about it. The dog then stood up and started towards me. It walked over to me and i started petting it. It was very friendly. I asked it how it managed to get out of the car. I knew that it had been in the car while my friend went shopping. I told the dog that i hoped that it did not tear up the car to get out. It laid down on its left side in front of me, and i started scratching its side. It was wearing a tan bandanna around its neck.

11998 June 28

I was standing on the road side with the other people. We were in a foreign country. Something had happened to one of the people. I was worried about his as the man from the other country checked out the situation. He told us that things would be all right. I worried that the injured member of our party would not be able to continue with us. The official assured us that he would be fine, however. I walked along the country road. We were in Deutschland. The area around us was grassy, and seemed to be very mountainous. It was a very bright, sunny day. I then started walking up the hill on the other road, which ran parallel to the one on which the rest of the group was on. I looked off to my right as i walked up the hill. I could see the deep valley and the purple mountains beyond. I could not see the hill below me as it sloped away, and realized that there was a very steep drop off on the side of the road. I was felt scared to walk close to the edge. There was only a thin wire railing along the edge of the road, and it did not seem safe enough to be close to. I noticed that there was a section of the railing where the roadside had eroded from under the support poles. Cars passed behind me as i walked up the hill. I felt hesitant to approach the edge for fear that i might fall over, but i wanted to know what was down in the valley. The bottom of the valley seemed a few kilometres below me. I cautiously walked over to the edge of the road. I then noticed that i could not see the hill side sloping away from me. I thought that there must be a cliff directly off of the road. As i got closer, however, i noticed that there was a stone and cement structure just below me. I looked over the edge to see that it was a staircase leading down the side of the cliff. It ran down from my right. It must have connected to the road that i was on down the hill a little. It did not seem that far below me, and i thought that, if i fell over the edge, i would not fall that far before hitting the stairs. I guessed that the stairs zigzagged down the side of the hill to the valley below. I then noticed a large body of water just beyond the edge of the cement wall that ran along the outside of the stairs. I thought that it must be a very large body of water to look so close from this distance. I then realized that it was pouring over the edge of the wall and down onto the stairs. I was suddenly aware that the water was not off in a distant valley, but part of a lake right in front of me. It was spilling over the cement wall and down into the space between the hill and the wall. I then realized that the wall was the outside edge of a roadway. The road was covered with water, and i saw a green van driving through the water. I thought for a moment that this must be the way they do things in Deutschland. It was a type of water canal for special travel. I looked at the cars, though, and thought that they seemed like normal cars. There was nothing special about them. Down the canal to the right i noticed that the water came to an edge, the road underneath continuing from the bridge and traveling away through the small town. I realized that the bridge must simply be flooded from the rain. The sky did seem somewhat grey. I turned around and walked along the front of the small shop. The cobblestone sidewalk cut into a section of the small store as it spread along the side of the narrow road. The road seemed to be made of an uneven yellow cobblestone. There was a truck in front of the shop, sitting by the curb.

I walked into the bedroom of my apartment and found the landlord standing in the center of the small room. I realized that he had moved the furniture around. I looked at the space in front of the window and realized that he had disassembled my recording equipment and placed it between the bed and the dresser on the right side of the room. I was upset that he had done this. I did not want him fooling around in my room.

11998 June 29

I crouched down near the floor as i looked at the bass that i was playing. It was my bass. I was now part of a band, and they were thinking about letting me play bass. I knew that i did not have equipment good enough for actual performance. Then i tried out the other person’s bass. It seemed more technical, and had thicker strings. I played several notes when i noticed that there were white squares on the fret board, near the middle of the strings. They were tilting buttons which adjusted the electronics of the bass. I thought that they were in the way of the strings. I would not be able to play high on the neck. I remembered that i had played the other bass as well, which also belonged to someone else. I tried to play a low melody on the bass, and then tried to play over the top of the buttons. I kept hitting the edges of the buttons and flipping them from one side to the other. I decided that it was not a convenient bass to play. I started to play some harmonics in the center of the strings. I thought that they sounded really nice. I wondered if i could play the really high harmonics, as they were over the buttons. I moved up the neck and realized that the neck was really short. The higher part of the strings had no frets under them. There was simply a silver plate with white markings on it to indicate where the notes were on the strings. I played several harmonics over it, but decided that it was not an easy bass to play. I thought that mine had more range, even though a bass was meant to carry the low notes. I put down the instrument, realizing that the bass player for the band had returned. I would not need to learn bass. I put on my guitar and started to play. There was no sound coming out of my amp, but i decided that it was warming up. There was a man sitting at the drums to my right, and someone standing on the left. We all faced each other. The other bass player was just to my left, fixing something on his instrument on the ground. Then the man from the other side of the room told me that they had broken my amplifier. I was sitting on it. I stood up and tried to play something on my guitar. No sound came out of the amp. I felt distressed that it did not work. Now, i would not be able to play with the band. I leaned the amplifier back and looked into the front of it. I did not know whether they had blown out the circuits or whether they had simply torn the speakers. I thought that a torn speaker should make some kind of sound. I could see the metal brace on the back of one of the speakers. I could not see what was wrong with the amp. Then i noticed that the trumpets on the speakers were collapsed. They had been torn. They looked like pale green cobwebs hanging over the black dish of the speaker. I told the others that the speakers had been blows. I wondered whether they had tried to play bass through it. That might have wreaked the speakers. One of the other men did not understand what i was talking about, so i tried to explain it to him. I showed him the small black speakers in the radio. I showed him how there was a round dome in the center with a cone behind it. I then explained that my speakers did not have cones in them any more because they had been blown out. The drummer on my right then described what we were going to do as a band. He was directing the group. I realized that the band was organized, and that this was sort of a meeting to decide what to do. I wanted to play, but i knew that i could not. I wandered back over to my amplifier and sat down on it, listening to the other people talk. One of them mentioned that he would like to get back to being a rock band. He said that he was not interested in the keyboard sound. I understood what he meant. I knew that he was referring to $A47. Then they started to play. I realized that the only sound i could hear was a slow piano. I looked to my left to see one of the band members playing behind a black console of keyboard equipment. There seemed to be something missing in the song. I then realized that $A47 should be playing the piano underneath the melody. The other person called to him, trying to get his attention. The keyboardist then mentioned that someone should make a note to have the piano play a low solo in that section. I looked over my amplifier again. I thought that i could finally talk to $F20 about buying one. I thought of the one that he had shown me in the store.

11998 June 30

I was walking around with the large group of people. $F4 was with me as we walked across the grass. I also noticed $F5 as well. We were trying to figure something out, as if we were with a class on a field trip. We looked down at the large symbols on the ground. They had some hidden meaning that we were supposed to figure out. This was some kind of game that we were playing. I looked over the symbols on the ground as we walked towards the road. They seemed familiar, but i did not know to what they referred. We crossed $P45 and came to the athletic field. I noticed that there was an image painted on the field. The rest of the people were gathered around it. It was an image of California. There were smaller images of faces around the main image. I then remembered that we had previously seen images of hockey sticks at one of the earlier clues. I thought that the images of faces that were at this clue looked like people in hockey masks. I wondered whether the clue had something to do with hockey. I mentioned my guess to the others that were around me. $F4 looked at the image with me, thinking about the clues. Then i noticed that the map on the ground had several faces around the larger cities. I wondered whether they represented the hockey teams of those larger cities. I looked at the faces and noticed that some of them resembled hockey logos. I then noticed that there were lines across the map from the major cities which seemed to represent highways. I pointed out to the other person who was standing on my right how the highways left Los Angeles and headed east. I also noticed the highway running from San Francisco to Los Angeles. The pointed out that the highway from Los Angeles ran east across Arizona first. I noticed the small city at the edge of the state. I knew that it was Needles. I showed the other person how the highway ran from California to the city in the center of Arizona before it turned north. I then noticed that the others had already started walking to the next clue. There were only a few people with me as i discussed my ideas. Then the guide came over to us. He would be directing us from one clue to another. I looked at him and noticed that he was $A175. I said hello and continued talking to $F4. I talked to him about the hockey masks. We looked at the two faces in California. They were hockey insignias. There was a third team insignia farther up the coast from the California. $F4 knew which insignias they were, and that they were definitely hockey teams. I tried to figure out what the clues meant. The others around me were on my team, and we were trying to figure out the puzzle before anyone else did. We then decided that we had to get to our cars and head to the next clue. We started across the road towards $P63. $F4 and $F5 walked together. They would be taking the same car over to the next clue. I was in the back of the large pick-up truck. We headed down the long driveway across the open field towards the large grey cement building. I suddenly realized that the building was the local homosexual bar. It was a very large dance club. I thought that it was interesting that we were heading there, as i had not been there in a while. I wondered what $F4 would think of going into such a bar. I also wondered what he would think if he knew that i had been to the bar before. The truck on which i was riding pulled into the front of the building through a large black garage door which had been rolled up. I looked around the bar inside. There was a bar which stretched along the back of the building. There were few people there at the moment, as it was still day time. Light rigging hung from the ceiling with blue and red lights on it. I could see some men standing along the bar to my right as we entered the building. They were wearing leather vests. Then the truck turned left and started to drive into the other section of the bar. I could see the dance floor at the far side of the right-hand section of the building. I then noticed the men in bathing suits on the left side of the truck. They were very well built, and had nice detail. I thought that they were attractive, but tried not to stare at them. The truck then turned to the left again and headed into the side room of the building. There seemed to be a gym there. I heard someone calling to me from the bar, but i did not pay attention to them. I was interesting in where we were going. I could see military men inside of the room. They were doing aerobics. I realized that we would have to join them as part of the game. It was a quest that we had to participate in. I walked down the left side of the room, past the men in grey uniforms who were working out. There was a set of weight racks along the back wall. I stopped in front of them and stretched out. I was getting ready to join the people in their aerobics. I felt good about getting a workout. Then the men in uniform started to leave and the aerobics class came in. The instructor called to us and asked us to line up. We formed into two lines. I noticed that $F4 and $F5 were in the same line as me, just ahead of me. Then the instructor mentioned a game of tug-of-war. I realized that the competition would be between our line and the other one. I was glad that i had $F4 and $F5 on my team. $F4 also seemed happy that we were getting to do some physical activity. I walked around in front of $P7. I seemed to be waiting for the others to catch up with me. We had to finish the game. I paced around on the pavement of the front walk as i looked down the driveway into $P7. I wondered where $F4 had gone. Then i saw the two people on bicycles come into the driveway. They turned around the circle in front of the building. I watched them with interest. The man on the first bicycle then scuffed the outside curb in front of me as he passed. He cursed and looked down at his tire. I could see the inner tube hanging out the side of this wheel. It must have been ruptured. The woman on the second bicycle slowed down so as not to run into the man. She stopped behind him and looked down at his tire. He complained that he had run into the curb. He told the woman that he would have to take his bicycle back to the shop to get it fixed. He got off of it and started to walks the bicycle along the curb. I turned around towards the building and looked over the things that were on the edge of the front stairs. There seemed to be a garden in front of the stairs filled with brightly coloured flowers and heavily leafed shrubs. There were two students sitting on the front steps of the building above me. They were talking about something. Then i noticed the man from the bicycle walking over to the students. He hugged one of them hello. I seemed to remember some of these people from before. Then they started talking about the clues. I told the man about the hockey things that we had found on the ground. I also remembered that there was something about the number thirty-seven. I remembered finding that number important in the clues. The man asked me whether it was divisible by seven. I thought about it. Then man then seemed to hint that the number seven was important. The other man slapped him on the shoulder and told him to be quiet. They were not supposed to be giving away clues to the game. I told them that we had already considered the number seven. I knew that we had not and wondered whether it was the answer to the puzzle. I started to wander away from the front of the building. I was thinking about the number seven as i wandered across the room where the others were gathered. I kept thinking about the other clues as well, trying to figure out the puzzle. Then $F4 walked into the room. I complained about the number seven to him, saying that it had appeared all through the day. I knew that someone might realize that it could be a clue. I did not want to state that it was, however, in case i was not correct. Then i noticed $A176 standing near me. He seemed interested in my mentioning of the number seven and acted like he had discovered something exciting. He thought that he would keep it a secret from me, to make me think that i had given away something. I kept trying to figure out the clue on my own, however, wondering whether the answer to the puzzle was as easy as the number seven.