12002 June 01
I followed my mother and the other woman out the sliding glass door at the back of the small house. The house seemed to be a new house that my parents were living in. The outside was covered with stained wood, and the building seemed to be single level with a flat roof which extended out beyond the outside walls by a metre or so. The house was L shaped along the back, and we had come out of the doors on the south side of the L, just to the west of the corner. The eastern wing of the house extended north, along the eastern side of the stone patio. There seemed to be an old short chain-link fence running along the northern edge of the small yard. Just beyond the fence was a forested area, with young trees and undergrowth. The leaves on the trees were brown and falling to the ground. The stones of the patio and the damp grass along the north side of the lawn seemed to be scattered with many dry tan and brown leaves. I followed my mother and the woman to the northwest, down the path which ran through the planted bushes of the patio garden. I moved quickly to the east, noticing the small house to the west, which looked very similar to the one we had come from. My mother said something to the woman. The woman seemed impressed with the place, and i thought that my parents might be trying to sell the house. I looked down at the large oddly shaped flagstone which covered the ground of the patio. As my mother continued to speak to the young woman on the western side of the yard, i started to drift back to the house. I felt nostalgic about this place. I looked down at the raised paths of the patio, which were set in square stones on top of the base flagstones. There was a small pond in the middle of a crescent-shaped planter which was filled with drying flowers. A small bench stood to the east of the pond. This place was very nice. I wondered why my parents were selling it so soon after my father had finished renovating it.
12002 June 02
I was in the house with the others. I sliced one of the bagels and placed it into he toaster oven which was to the east of me, on the counter. Someone said something, and i replied as i pulled the bagel out of the small toaster oven. I put the bagel on the plate to spread butter on it. I then sliced another bagel and placed it in the oven. I suddenly realized that i had already made two bagels for myself. I looked at the three whole bagels which were stacked on the plate, on the counter, in front of me. I then looked at the one that i had sliced and placed in the toaster oven. I had made too many, and i wondered whether any of the others would eat them. I lifted the plate from the counter and placed it on the shelf to the east, above where the toaster oven was. I started to say something to the maw to the right of me when i saw a hand reach down and grab the plate of bagels. It was the animal which had been living on the top of the bus. I told the others as i looked up at the ceiling of the bus. The driver, who was is front of me, asked about the animal. He seemed concerned that it was on his bus. I leaned forward and told him about the animal which had been stealing the food. As i spoke, i mentioned something about the silverware being stolen. I glanced out the window as i described the problem, looking at the docks and water canal on the right side of the bus. I then noticed the large fork and spoon which were standing against the mountain side, over the water. There seemed to be a narrow section of the channel which headed toward the hill. The hill seemed to lead up to the central section of the small city. It was rough and covered with long dry brown grass. The spoon and fork had something to do with what i was saying. I then backed into the center of the bus, still wondering about the animal. The animal hopped down through the rectangular opening in the ceiling. The opening seemed to lead into a cargo area. The animal was cat-like, with a long tail and a triangular head. It was mostly tan with a dark-brown stripe down the center of its back. It seemed to have white fur on its underside. The animal seemed small at first, and i thought that it was some kind of wild rodent, but, as it stood tense on the ground in front of me, with its spine in an S shape, and its legs out to its sides, it seemed as large as a big dog. It was in the recessed rectangular are in the floor. The bus river said something, and i told him that the animal was in the cargo compartment. He said “Good.” and told me that i should lock it in the cargo area so that it could cause no more trouble. The animal looked at me suddenly, as though it knew what had been said. It showed its teeth in anger, and i was afraid that it was angry that we were going to lock it up. Before i could move to close the doors of the compartment, however, the animal jumped off the wall to the right of me and landed just over my head. It was attacking me. I frantically reached over my head, afraid that it would try to latch its jaws onto the back of my neck.
12002 June 04
I was sitting in my bed, which was on the north wall of the small bedroom. I coughed a couple of times, and it felt as though the cough was coming from my chest. I thought that i might be infected. My mother walked diagonally across the room from the southwest to the northeast. I was coughing as she passed. I hoped that i did not have a serious chest cold. I was then standing on the north end of another small room. My congestion seemed to be gone.
12002 June 05
I woke up in my bed and walked to the north. The double bed was in the middle of the west wall of the large room. I remembered that i had a dream, but i could not remember what the dream was. I turned to the south and walked to the window which was on the south end of the east wall. I looked out to see someone coming in the back door of $P19. I was actually looking into the kitchen of $P19 as the other person walked through the door to the south of me. I could see the food from the previous night’s dinner scattered across the large preparation table in the middle of the kitchen. $F13 passed the doorway of the kitchen as he crossed the dining room to the east. I wanted to talk to him again. As looked through the window from the gravel driveway, i was aware that i was floating over the ground, the sheet from the bed still draped over my head. I could see out through the sheet between the small holes in the fabric, but i know that others would not me able to see in. Someone was then standing to the north of me. He was $A36. He seemed surprised to see me, and seemed a little frightened at the floating sheet. I thought that i should be back in the bedroom, and suddenly, i was. I hovered over the bed, thinking that i had been dreaming in some special way. I tried to remember the dream, and i felt excited to tell someone about the dream. Someone came into the room to the north of me. I wanted to tell him about the experience. I had dreamed about something that was happening outside, as if i had left my body to observe $A36 coming into the house.
12002 June 08
I fired the laser to the south, across the large open cement room. The other man to the southeast of me watched where it had hit. We were in this building doing something which seemed police-like. The third man was standing farther to the southeast of us. The large room seemed to be on the second floor of an old factory. It had very few furnishings, and there was a cement half wall which surrounded a small area directly to the east of me, against the east wall of the building. I looked at the laser gun as i fired again. It was a rounded glass tube which narrowed into thin tubes on either end. The light emanating from it seemed to be pale yellow. I looked closely at the tube, which was attached to the gun handle in my right hand. As the other man spoke to me, i noticed that there was a thin liquid inside the laser tube. I could see the air bubble at the top of the glass tube. I moved the tube a little to watch the air bubble shift. I asked the man what the liquid inside the laser was. He said something, but i was not sure that i had heard. I confirmed the word in a question: “Duridium?” He nodded his head in acknowledgement. I said that the substance was radioactive as i lowered the gun to the floor. The liquid inside was slightly foggy with an iridescent yellowish-green glow. We had to dispose of the liquid. I was talking the man as the other man walked around the south of us and to the east. We were finished here and should go. I thought that we should dispose of the laser, but i did not know what to do with it. I looked back to the northeast to see the glass tube from the laser gun leaning against the cement half-wall. It was glowing yellow. It was getting dangerous to be around. I thought that there was a power source within the small cement pen of the half-wall which was affecting the unstable liquid in the laser tube, making it charged. We had to dispose of the liquid somewhere where it could not affect others. I carried the tube in my left hand, to the south. Some other people were walking through the halls of the old school building. This building seemed to have been converted into a small trendy mall. The walls were plain and white. I thought that we would have to take the tube to someplace where i could let it explode, but there could not be any other people around. I turned to the east and walked down the long while-plastered corridor. I thought that there might be a stairwell at the end of the hall down which i could toss the glowing liquid. The explosion would be contained in the stairwell, where it could not harm anyone. As i came to the end of the corridor, however, i realized that there was no stairwell here. The hall opened up to the south into a wide room. On the north wall were old garage doors. They were made of wood and were painted dark green. I thought that this place must have been the garage for the school busses. This would not be a good place to get rid of the tube. The north wall turned at a fourty-five-degree angle where it joined the east wall. There was a green wooden door in the wall. We walked out the door and headed to the north. We crossed the pavement of the parking lot and came to the small grassy area. There was a large bush in the middle. I took the dangerous tube in my right hand and started to throw it over the top of the bush. The bottle seemed to have slipped, however, and fell to the ground just in front of me, at the foot of the bush. There was a flash of sight as the tube broke on the ground. I jumped quickly to the west, toward the others, afraid that the dangerous gasses from the tube might afflict me. I then realized that the explosion was not really that bad. I looked up into the bush to see a few pale-green buds growing on the top branches. I realized that they were shaped like small skulls, with strange grins. I then looked back down at the yellow puddle of liquid to see a shimmering vapour rising from the shattered bottle. I backed away, not wanting to get hurt by the dangerous substance. I then realized that the clouds of glowing colours were forming small skulls, just like the ones which were on the tree. They were really escaping spirits who had been trapped in the laser tube. Their energy had been used to make the weapon stronger. $Z had known this, which was why he had hit my hand when i was trying to throw the tube. I felt as though $Z, who was standing to the west of me, where the other man was, had just played a joke on me. I laughed and poked him in the side. He backed away, but i walked after him, jokingly punching him on the ribs. I then tackled him and started poking him in the ribs with my left hand. He lay on his stomach under me. I had him trapped, so i kept poking him in the left side. As my hand hit his ribs, i thought that his side did not feel right. It seemed too narrow, as though his ribs came to a point on his side.
12002 June 09
The modern theatre was built inside the ruins of the old church. I pictured the glowing white dome of the theatre underneath the immense stone gothic arches of the crumbling church. I had done a production in the theatre once before. I remembered doing sound in the large viewing booth at the top of the audience. I was standing in the entrance hall of the theatre. The hall curved around the south side of the main auditorium. There were two doors into the theatre. The sound booth filled the space between the two doors. I could see myself and some other people running sound for a rehearsal in the old theatre. I could also see the large stage at the bottom of the theatre, to the north. This old building seemed run down. There was a large control board in front of us, with a wide glass window over it. I turned to the south and walked out the side door of the sound booth, finding myself near a storage area in the back section of $P7. This seemed to be a stairwell. A section of the room was separated by a metal mesh. It was a training room for the sports teams. I would not be allowed into the area. There was a drop off to the west of the caged in area. I looked down to see the stairs coming up to the door of the cage. I would not be able to get through and take the stairs to the second floor. I thought that the corridors on the second floor would lead me back to the sound booth of the auditorium. To the north, on the other side of the stairwell was another set of stairs which led down to the basement. I knew that the stairs down only led to an outside door. There was no way for me to get back into the other section of the building, so i walked back into the locker room. I wandered around the back locker room of $P7, trying to think of a way to get back to the other section of the building. I stopped along the back wall of the locker room, where there was a large wooden door. The door was new. It led into the new music room. I listened to the door for a moment. I could hear music and the sound of people marching inside. I thought that the marching band must be practicing in the room. I did not want to interrupt them, so i walked to the south, to the other side of the locker room, where there was another stairwell. I climbed up the narrow wooden stairs in the back of the old building, but, as i rounded the turn in the flight of stairs, i realized that a ceiling had been put in, cutting off the stairs before they reached the gymnasium on the second floor. This was probably done during all of the recent renovations. I remembered how the stairs used to ascent all the way to the second floor and then up to a balcony where people could sit. I turned around and headed back down the stairs to the first floor. There was another set of stairs leading down. I headed down the old wooden stairs, but they seemed to be is very poor condition. They creaked and swayed with my weight. I descended the rickety stairs and came to the bottom of the stairwell. The doors at the bottom used to lead to the cafeteria, but they were now closed off. I could not get back to the main part of the building here. I looked over the side of the stairs to see that the old stairs descended for many levels below where i was. I knew that they went into the machine room and the basement, but i would not be able to get out of those areas. I turned around and climbed back up the stairs to where the construction was. I had been here sometime in the past. I tried to remember how i had come through this area. I thought that i was trying to get into the cathedral, where the new theatre had been built. I must have gone in the other direction last time. I headed to the east again, trying to remember how i had managed to get there last time. I remembered that it was not obvious from here. I came into the large open room which was free of debris and construction material. There was a door in the middle of the south wall which seemed to load back to the main part of $P7. I was currently in an older part of the building, where the cathedral used to be. I ran through the door to the south and come into the large kitchen. There was a woman in white standing by a counter to the south as i reached the center of the room. I remembered her from before. I had done this in the past. This was a secret house where people could hide. No one would think of going through the ruins of the old building to get to the safe house. I passed through the kitchen and into the living room beyond. The last time i had done this, i had been scared about getting caught in this place. The people here would not want be getting away and telling others of the house. I did not seem as concerned about getting caught now, though. This place no longer felt as real, as though it was part of a television show. I crossed the living room, past the clean but worn furnishings. As i ran out the front door of the house, a man told me than i should me more considerate of others. He was mad that i had run through the house, and he told me not to come back again. I walked away, not acknowledging what he had said. I felt as though i did not have to listen to the people here. After a few steps, i looked back to the house. I could not show my face to these people. I did not want them to know who i was. The buildings around me were old and abandoned. They looked like brownstone apartments, but were very fancy in design. I had to get back to the cathedral. I looked over the tops of the run-down buildings for the tall white domes of the cathedral. I spotted them to the left of the buildings and started heading toward them, down the abandoned streets. To the west of me, i noticed several people riding bicycles down the dirty streets. There was a bicycle race going on. I started after the bikers, floating over the damp pavement. As we turned down a narrow brick alley, i thought that i could fly above the racers so that i would not get in their way. I pulled my hands past me as i flew. There were flip-flop sandals on my hands, and i was using them to push the air past me. I concentrated on pulling the air under my body, as though i was swimming in the air. It was how i could fly. As we came to the end of the alley, the bicyclers turned to the right and continued down the street to the northeast, but i flew straight, over the old stone buildings on the opposite side of the street. It took effort to raise myself over the buildings, but i managed to do it. I looked at the dome of the cathedral in front of me. I had to fly over it to get back where i had started. The city stretched out around me. This place seemed like Eurivvonerga.
12002 June 10
I moved through the small apartment in the old city building, trying to get my things together to leave. I had to go somewhere soon. There was a man in the apartment with me who was helping me move. He was packing some of my things for me. I ran up the stairs on the east side of the room. The walls of the stairwell and hallway were tan, and the wood trim was brown. The man followed me out into the hallway of the apartment building. The apartment was on the second floor of the building, and there was an old rounded wooden railing to the east which separated the hallway from the wide stairwell. The stairs descended and ascended along the east wall of the hall. I flipped over the railings on the second floor and floated down to the hall below. The man with me climbed down the black wrought-iron stairs which curved down from the second floor to the southeast. I turned to the north and headed out the back door of the apartment building, walking into the large courtyard, between the other tall stone apartment buildings of the city. The others were already in the courtyard when we arrived. I spotted $F10’s parents in the group and went to talk with them. There seemed to be something wrong. The people were all talking with concerned voices. I then heard someone mention the news report about the bomb. I suddenly remembered the dream that i had about the nuclear bomb. Someone had set off a nuclear bomb in a big city. I told $Z about the dream and started to worry that it might actually happen. I started to feel concerned about the news report that everyone was talking about, and i wanted to know what had happened. I then started to wonder whether my dream had come true. I also considered that it might not have been a dream. It could have been a memory from some previous time. I looked up and noticed that the sky seemed unnaturally dark and cloudy, though the day was still bright. Something was not right.
12002 June 11
This building seemed very much like $P7, but i knew that it was not. It had the same tall white halls and polished stone-like floor. I was on the second floor of the building, in the central stairwell area. There was an old elevator in the center of the stairwell with wrought-iron bars around it. I thought that i could take the elevator down to the first floor. I stepped into the small booth and looked at the buttons on the tan wall to the east of me. I reached for the black buttons to start the elevator, but the panel with the buttons on it was too far away. It was on the opposite side of the stairwell from me, and i felt uncomfortable reaching over the opening in the stairs to press them. I stood on the small platform on the north side of the stairwell, wondering how i could get the elevator to work. I then heard the others talking down the hall, to the west of me. I stepped off of the small platform with the wrought-iron railings around it. I thought that i might be able to take the other elevator which was in the western stairwell. I started away from the elevator, but then heard the woman behind me pressing the button to call the elevator to the floor. I thought that she might be able to get the elevator to move. I turned around as they hopped into the elevator. I quickly jumped into the elevator behind them before the doors closed, but i was having trouble seeing. It seemed as though something was obscuring my vision. As i stepped onto the platform, i felt it sink with my weight. I was a little uneasy with the motion, wondering whether the elevator could really support our weight. A third woman then got onto the lift and it sank some more. I started to feel nervous, but then the elevator started to move, so i could not get off again. We descended to the first floor and then stopped. I opened the door on the western side of the elevator, but the floor of the elevator was not level with the floor of the building. The elevator had descended a metre below the floor. I thought that there must be too much weight in the elevator, which was stretching the springs so that the booth was actually below the floor. I then thought that the elevator should be at the bottom of the elevator shaft, and should not be able to sink below the floor. I wondered if we were supposed to exit through the eastern door of the elevator. I asked the others this as i tried to open the eastern door. I opened the door, but saw that there was nothing behind the door but a blank cement wall. We then heard others coming down the hall on the western side of the elevator. The people were to the south of us. The woman climbed up through the window in the elevator wall and into the hallway to the west. I looked out the window after her to see $A221 coming down the hall from the south. I threw my feet out the window in one easy hop and was in the hall. I was surprised how easily i had jumped through the window. The others climbed out after me as i started walking to the west, out onto the beach. There were already people gathering on the yellow sand of the beach for the high school event. They all seemed like people from my high school. I moved to the east side of the crowd, with the ocean now to the south of us. $A46 said something to the crowd, but i could not really hear what he was saying. There was a sound of people and ocean waves around me which washed out the words. I sat down on the sand and tried to relax. I felt as though i had just been tense about something. I looked to the south, out over the ocean. I then noticed a hole in the beach just to the east of me, just beyond an empty beach chair. There seemed to be some things buried in the sand. I walked around the back of the chair and pulled up some of the objects. There was a canteen in a red nylon carrying case. I recognized the canister. It had been mine from long ago. I wondered what it was doing here. I shook it, hearing some water still splashing around inside of it. I thought that the water must be very stale by now. $A46 was talking to someone near me as i opened the canteen to see what was in it. I wanted to keep the old canteen, but i thought that it might be moldy inside. I could see red mildew still growing after all this time. I thought that i should take it home and wash it out with alcohol. I started to pull some of the other items out of the hole in the ground, realizing that they were mine as well. I pulled out a few of the objects and tossed them against the short stone wall to the east of me, where some of my other things were. I then heard $A46 scolding the others for not helping with something. He was rather upset. I still could not hear him well, even though he was very close to me. There was something obscuring the sound. I acted innocent, as though i did not know what he had said or what he was trying to get the others to help with. After a moment, i finally stood up and went to the west, where the others were standing in a group. They were carrying an orange net to the water. I thought that they were going to skim the foam and pollution from the surface of the ocean. I walked to the western edge of the group, where $A46 was. There were several young women with him who were helping him with the net while the others started to walk back to the east. I felt a little confused and did not know what was going on. I started down the short dirt cliff toward the creek where $A46 and the women were in the water with the net. I felt that i should help them, even if the others would not.
12002 June 14
The large grey elephant was lying on its side on the ground, moaning. I knew that it was trying to hear the other elephants through the small round hole in the ground, but it could not. This was an experiment to find out what the elephant would do if isolated from the rest of its group. I felt displeased with the experiment, because i could sense that the elephant felt sad here. It lifted its head, and i could see that it had a white mop hat in. It looked almost cartoonish. I turned and walked to the east, looking again out the next window in the facility. I could see one of the other elephants in a separate cage. It seemed sad as well. I thought that they experimenters were even blocking the subsonic noises that the elephants used to communicate with each other. I continued to the east and opened the door. There were other zoo animals in this place. I stepped into the doorway and saw a polar bear in the room on the other side. The bear seemed scared of me, so i closed the door to the cage and started to head back down the hall. I realized that i was really in a large boat, which had sections in the center of the hull for the animals. There was a section in the middle of the two sets of stairs which descended from the upper level. The stairs ran to the east and west, leaving a triangular passageway in between them. I looked up from the hall and could see a small animal sitting on the wooden stairs above me. The stairs were not covered on the back, so i could see what was on them. The animal was a small wild cat. I stepped out from between the stairs and started back down the hall. The cat followed me. I felt uneasy, thinking that it was stalking me.
I walked out of the small bedroom through the door on the north end of the west wall. There was a person in the other room who was threatening the small children in the room. I felt annoyed with the person and thought that i should stop the person from hurting the children. I felt somewhat apathetic, though, and did not say anything. I just left the room, knowing that the person would kill the others in the house. Once outside the room, i closed the door behind me and locked it, thinking that i could trap the woman in the room. I was angry with here. I did not feel that i could stop her from killing the people, but i know that i could detain her so that she could not get away. She was $K1. She was enraged with me and started streaming from the other side of the door. She then started stabbing the door with a screwdriver. The door was chipping away on my side as the screwdriver burst through. I had another screwdriver-like tool in my hand that i used to jam the door closed so that $K1 could not get out. I backed away from the door, which was now the cellar door in my parents’ house. I was then in the dining room of my parents’ house. Some time had passed since i locked the door. I felt suddenly nervous, realizing that i had been asleep. I looked at the door and saw that it was open. $K1 had escaped. I was afraid that she would try to attack me. I walked into the kitchen and realized that $K1 was sitting at the counter. I was still angry with her and did not want to speak with her. I walked over to the stove, making it obvious that i was ignoring her. She then started crying, and i started to feel sorry for her. She acted as though she was sorry for killing the others, but i did not really believe her. I walked over to her and tried to console her anyway. I thought that the others might be angry with me if i did not make it seem that i was trying to help her.
12002 June 15
I was in the hall of the hotel with the other people. There were others at the east end of the hall with whom i had been speaking. I followed the young men down the hall to the east. I thought that some of them were quite attractive, and i was interested in hanging out with them. There was a young man with us who was part of the hotel staff. He had short blonde hair and seemed quite attractive in his dark maroon uniform. He was telling one of the other men about the Golden Grill Tavern. I thought that it was a homosexual bar, and i wanted to join them. I felt that i was not part of the group, though, and did not think that they would want me want me to tag along. Some of the others then left the group, and i continued to follow one of the young men down the hall. He turned around and said something to me as we walked. His characteristics were very effeminate and artificial. He seemed like the stereotype of a homosexual. He had short blonde hair and seemed somewhat chubby. He was wearing a shiny light-blue dress shirt. I did not want to hang out with him and asked him about the bar that the others had mentioned. He said that i was guessing at the type of bar. He said that i should not have assumed that the men were really homosexual and really heading to a homosexual bar. I thought that he might be teasing me and trying to distract me from the others.
12002 June 16
The others were getting ready to play the songs. We seemed to be on the stage at $P7, in front of a full audience. I felt nervous here. We were supposed to play music, but i did not know any of the songs well enough. I had not played guitar in a very long time. The man to the east of me started playing a song that i had written. I could not concentrate on the song. I was not sure that i knew all of it. The audience was to the south of the stage. The man then told the audience that i had written the song, and announced it as “Blowing Smoke Rings”. I knew how to play the song, but i was not sure that i could play it well enough to be able to sing the words at the same time. I was also unsure whether my voice was in shape to sing. I looked down at the neck of the guitar, which was in my right hand. I started to play the guitar part as the others played the other instruments, but this did not feel right. I stopped playing and said that i did not know the song well enough to perform it. I was then in the small bedroom of the house. I had been asleep for a while, and the party was already gathering many people in the house around me. I seemed to be on the second floor of the house, which i thought might be $P19. I knew that the people here expected me to play music with the band, but i did not want to do it. I was too far out of practice. I wondered whether the band would have started without me. I walked across the hall to the northeast and stopped in the doorway of the small room. I could hear the music playing and wondered if i would have to play with the band. I did not know the music. I then noticed $F2 sitting behind a table to the north of the door in the small room. He was playing records on the DJ table. The band had gone on without me. I felt bad for not showing up for the performance like i was expected to, but i was relieved that i did not have to play. I wanted to say something to $F2, to tell him that i had fallen asleep and missed the show, but i was not sure whether they would be mad at me or not. I did not know what to do.
12002 June 17
I drove down the street of the suburban area, heading up the hill to the north. This area was in black and white, with a slight blue hue, as though it was taking place on an old television. It was night, and i seemed to be on the east side of the small housing complex. Several people walked the sidewalks past the parked fifties-style cars. I rounded the curve in the road to the northwest when i noticed the woman whom i was looking for. I had already passed her in the car by the time i realized that it was her. I could not turn around, so i thought that i would have to drive round the block again. I passed the cemetery on the north side of the road, at the top of the hill. I drove fast around the corner, turning to the south on the western side of the housing complex. I tried to turn back to the north, to get back onto the road at the top of the hill. I remembered passing a smaller road near the top of the hill which, i thought, might lead back up the hill quicker. The road turned to the southeast and i rushed down it. I saw a turn to the northeast, but realized that it was just a wide sidewalk. Several black-and-white pedestrians in long coats walked up the walkway as i passed. I felt as though i was traveling very fast up the path, and i thought that i might actually be traveling on a walkway myself. I turned to the north and came into the dark room of the house. The others were in the room, playing games. These people seemed to be from my high school. I thought that they were playing some kind of war game with water pistols. I was standing behind the group on the south side of the room. There was another group on the north side of the room who were trying to spray the first group. I packed out the front door of the house as the others played. I felt strange, as though i was not really part of this game, but i knew that we could sneak around the outside of the building an attack the others from behind. I felt out of place as i turned to the west and started around the house. I imagined that there were others sneaking around the house with me, but i was really the only one. I came to the parking lot on the west side of the large old building and stopped. Something seemed wrong. I felt suddenly very distant and distracted. I walked through the parking lot to the northeast, spotting the man walking down the path from the north. He smiled at me as he approached. He was tall and thin, with black curly hair. I thought that i should show him that i was lying here. As the man came near me, he lay down on the ground. I too lay down, pulling the mound of red and pink blankets over me. I had been sleeping here. I then saw the woman lay down on the pavement to the north of us. I thought that this was a strange situation. I should be sneaking into the north side of the house. I pictured the large open room just inside the house. I snuck across the room with the others, picturing several variations in my mind. I watched as we simply charged into the dark room at the center of the house where the battle was taking place. We could surprise the others inside. I also saw the scenario where i crept slowly across the large open room to the leather covered door eon the other side, peering through the crack of the door to make sure we could sneak into the next room unnoticed. The large room that we had to cross seemed to be a dining room, thought there were no tables in it. The doors on the south side of the room led into a smaller intermediary room which seemed to be part of the kitchen. $A151 was standing in the smaller room. He was part of the group that we were trying to sneak up on. I imagined that we ha d not yet entered the room yet, but were crouched near the leather door. We should turn off the lights in the dining room so that the others in the main room did not see us sneaking in behind them. I then diverted my attention to the southeast, where there was a stage at the south end of the large dining room. I was standing in front of the stage as the trap door slid open under my feet. I had been standing with we feet on either side of the door, so i did not fall down. I looked down into the rectangular opening to see the wood floor about a metre below me. I also noticed the blue running sneakers that i was wearing on my feet. I hoped down into the hole, thinking that this was part of the initiation of the group. I was becoming part of this group. I knew that the initiation was supposed to create fear in the initiates so that they could be more receptive to new ideas. Once i was down the hale, i looked to the south to see the black board which had been covering the top of the hole. It was being held against the ceiling of the narrow tunnel which led into the lighted room to the south. I started to crawl down the tunnel, but found that i could not fit easily between the board and the floor. I was glad that i was thin, but i wondered how fatter people would be able to make it down the corridor. I knew that the board pressing on my back was held there by the others. I then felt the pressure of the board increase, and i could not move forward any more. I looked to the south, thinking that they would eventually let me through. This was all part of the initiation. I was then in the large room on the other side of the tunnel. I moved to the south end of the room, noticing that there was an opening to another room just to the south. The other smaller room seemed to be a small storage space, but i noticed that it had windows to the front of the building. I thought that it was not a good idea to leave the windows open. People would be able to look in at the initiation ceremony. I then remembered about the others in the room to the west of us. They were still playing the war games with the water pistols.
12002 June 19
I backed into the small cave. I was in the middle of the wilderness, and there seemed to be someone following me. The forest around me had many open spaces where the pine trees did not interrupt the hilly snow-covered ground. The cave seemed very small, almost like a tunnel. I had to stay in here for shelter. I backed into the small space, climbing over the rock which was in the middle of the narrow shaft. I pushed my feet into the tight space of the back of the hole. It seemed as though i had just woken up. I felt warm and was surprised. I thought that the winter weather outside would make me cold. I decided that the rock, on which my stomach was resting, must be keeping me warm. I then realized that the pink and orange blanket was over me. I hoped that the rescue crews came soon. I stood up to adjust the covers. There was a large blue tent over the top of the place where i had been sleeping. Someone else was with me. She was a character from a television show. I adjusted the tent, hoping that it would not be too long before the others came.
12002 June 22
The room seemed to be on the front of the old college building. It was long east to west and had long wooden tables along the north and south walls. The entrance door to the room seemed to be in the center of the south wall. I sat in front of one of the many computers in the room, on the north wall. I was just to the east of the center of the room, doing some work on the old machine. I was standing up in front of the small black computer. It seemed that i was about to leave, but i had to finish what i was doing on the computer. I then heard someone saying something from the west of me. It was the voice of an older man, and i thought that it belonged to one of the administrators of the computer lab. I looked at the young woman who was sitting in the chair just to the west of me, in the next booth over. I suddenly realized that the administrator of the lab was watching us through the cameras on the computer. I looked at my laptop, which i was now carrying in my right hand. It was still plugged into the small camera of the booth in front of me. I pulled the silver USB cable from my machine and tossed it back onto the desk. I felt foolish for not realizing that the cameras in the lab were on. I thought that i should ignore the man, though, pretending that i did not know that he was talking to me. I glanced at the screen of the computer on the table as i adjusted the laptop under my right arm. A bleached image of an old man was looking to the west. He was looking at the young woman next to me. She said something back to him. I wanted to get out of the building before the security people came. I opened the door to the south and looked out into the large entrance hall of the gothic building of the college. The ceiling of the room arched high above, out of sight. The main hall was dark, but sight from outside shined i through the doors at the south end of the hall, reflecting off of the shiny polished floor. A man had walked into the hall from the front door and was heading our way. At first, he was only a silhouette, but then i realized that he was one of the security guards. I had to act calm, as though i belonged in the computer lab. He asked me a question, and i looked behind me to see the images on the computer monitor where the old man had been. I replied to the guard as i watched the .mov file on the machine open up. It was a video of a man and a woman in their bedroom. It had been recorded as they were getting ready to go somewhere. The image then focused on the man, who took off his shirt. He was nicely built, but i thought that the guard might thing that the video was pornographic. I quickly closed the door behind me, leaving $A103 in the room while i spoke to the officer. I had to pretend that there was nothing special going on. I thought that i should watch the rest of the video later. After the officer left, i turned to head back into the room. The video was still playing, but it was only showing the couple talking to each other. I said something to $A103 as i looked at the computer along the north wall. I said that i had to do something on the computer that i had forgotten to do earlier. I turned around and walked over to the computer in the booth against the south wall, just to the east of the entrance door. I reached out to put the ZIP disk into the computer when i realized that the black computer was too old to have such a drive. I laughed and told $A103 that i had tried to place the ZIP disk into the small floppy drive, which was on the right side of the machine. I then side something about having old five-and-a-quarter-inch disks. $A103 glanced behind the machine to look at something on the back of the computer, and i mentioned the dimension of even alder disks. I remembered the seven-and-three-quarter-inch disks, though i was not sure that the measurement was correct. I thought that it sounded good, since it was not a common number. I turned to the north again. It seemed as though i had just returned to the room i the middle of the large college building. This was my dorm room. My roommate was here. He walked in front of me as i walked to the computer table that was along the north wall of the room. I realized that he had changed things around while i was gone. My things had been moved to the side. I felt annoyed with him as i realized that he was trying to take aver the room. He had moved to the western side of the room to work on his computer. I knew that he was trying to ignore me. I put something down on the floor and looked at my desk, which was along the north wall. The room was divided into two sections by a partial wall, which extended from the north wall. The other man was sitting at a desk on the western side of the wall, and i was on the east. There was a black shelf which extended the length of the eastern park of the room, along the north wall. I had set up my things on the western part of the shelf, but i noticed that the man had moved all of my things aside to make room for his own things. He was acting as though i did not belong in the room. I noticed that my computer had been unplugged and shoved to the side. I was angry, and tried to put my things back where they belonged. The man had filled the center of the counter, where my computer had been, with bottles. I shoved all of the bottles back to the east side of the room, not caring whether i broke anything. I moved the monitor of my computer back over the opening, where there were no drawers under the shelf. I then backed up, thinking that i had put rugs down on the floor. I wondered what had happened to the large grey occidental rug that i had. I walked back around the foot of the bed. The bed was now against the north wall, just to the east of where my computer had been. As i came into the center of the room, i noticed the large red oriental rug which had been folded up into the center of the room. I picked up the grey rug, which had been forded on the top of it, and carried it back to the western side of the room. I then realized that i had left the stereo playing in the other section of the room, to the west. I walked around the partitioning wall and walked to the northwest, into a long room at the back of the house. I was aware of the other person working on his computer on the floor below me. I could hear the repeating piano pattern of the music. It was one of my experimental recordings. It seemed that something in the house had stopped, and i could now hear the music better. I thought that i should turn the stereo down so that it did not disturb my roommate. I then remembered that he had been so inconsiderate, and i thought that i should not bother to accommodate him. I turned around in the middle of the long room and headed back to the south, to the bedroom. As i reached the door to the bedroom, i heard the man downstairs call out in annoyance. He said that he could not concentrate with all the music. I smiled with amusement.
I explained that i had seen the terrible tragedy which destroyed the world. I was from the future, and i had slipped back in time only slightly. I knew that the meteor had fallen just after the solstice in the year 12012. I turned to the other man as i explained the tragedy. I felt upset by the thought of the event, but i knew that i was making up the story. The other man was standing at the corner of the sidewalk, at the northeast corner of the large featureless cement building. I stepped up onto the sidewalk and paced to the west, describing the disaster as i walked. I told the man that the meteor had fallen into the Pacific Ocean. The heat from the collision had caused a heat blast which burned everything from California to Australia. I was not really sure of the damage caused, but the surface area that i told him sounded right. I had to make the disaster sound horrific. I was then inside the cement building. This time period now seemed more like the fifties. The room was filled with round tables which were covered with white table cloths. There were many people at the banquet, and i felt as though i was someone special here. I spoke to the man at the table with me as i glanced out the large glass window in the west wall. There was a short stretch of nicely cut lawn just outside, with a row of thickly leaved trees which ran from the southern corner of the building to the north-northwest. As i watched the trees, i saw a large red object rise from behind the trees. I thought that it must be a balloon, but, as it lifted, i realized that it was a zeppelin. I pointed it out to the others in the room, feeling a little uncertain by the sight. The zeppelin drifted sideways toward us, rising out of sight above the window. I then heard the deep thud as the tail dropped back into view far a moment. I told the others that the zeppelin had run into the building. They watched the zeppelin as it drifted away again, heading to the northwest. I then said “Hey, that must be the red zeppelin.” I was not sure whether any of the others had gotten the pun. I then remembered about the disaster that had happened in my time. I started talking about it again. I was then standing on the top of a ridge, looking to the south. The disaster was happening. There was a great wind blowing down the pine trees as it rushed to the west. The comet must have just hit. I remembered this story, and wanted to be with $F12. This was the end of humanity on Earth.
12002 June 23
I jumped into the elevator shaft in the middle of the old dilapidated house. I started to fall down the shaft, thinking that it was a good way to escape from the other. I remembered that, in the movie, Robocop, the hero grabbed onto an elevator cable as the cable broke, allowing the bag guy to fall with the lift while the hero rose with the cable. I landed in the bottom of the elevator shaft, amidst the rubble and broken boards of the house. I watched as the bad guy fell to the bottom of the shaft and stopped in front of me. I had been running from him. He started to approach me menacingly, but i knew that the lift was still falling. A man fell down the shaft and hit the bad guy on the head. The bad guy was stunned for a moment, long enough for the metal frame of the wooden platform to fall and hit him on the head. His head bent sideways and he collapsed to the ground. Several other people fell down the shaft, one of them knocking over a board, which hit the man near me on the head. This was part of a scene. Several people were knocked unconscious by the single action.
I walked out of the small convenience store, which seemed to be in the front of an old gas station. The building was cement, with thin metal-framed windows. This place seemed to be in the western United States, in a rural town. The other people around me seemed empty. The land seemed dry and flat. I felt unsure about something as i moved over the gravel parking lot, heading to the north-northwest, away from the front of the store. The paved road ran over the land to the north of the store, heading to the east-northeast in one direction. I was in the car as i noticed the man moving toward me. I drove to the southeast, around the side of the general store. The building to the east seemed to be a car wash, with the garage doors open. I drove in front of one of the doors, wondering where i should go.
12002 June 25
I walked into the garage of our old apartment building on $P2. The place seemed a little run down, but it felt pleasant to be back here. It felt as though i had bought this place and was now walking through it to see how it was. I was renting one of the apartments here. I walked into the back stairwell which led up from the garage to the upper apartments. The wooden stairs were worn in the centers of the steps, where people had stepped. I walked up the narrow flight of stairs to the third floor and into the apartment where i used to like. I could hear people talking from the other room. There were still people in the apartment. They had not yet moved out. I was surprised that they were still there and then upset that they had not left. I wanted to move in and be settled, but now i would have to wait. I was disappointed to see that there was still furniture all over the living room. The amount of furnishings seemed too much for the room. The place looked like an antique store, with chairs and tables placed close together in spots around the room. The place also seemed dirty. I thought that the people must not really rent this place. I thought that they might be gypsies, and i started to feel uncomfortable. I knew that they would be defensive of any place that they had claimed as their own. Some of them were in the room while i was there. I would have to be careful of what i said so that they did not get mad at me. I asked where the wall between the living room and the back room had gone. I told them that i used to live here long ago and was now coming to see the place again. They seemed skeptical. I was then standing at the front of the living room, looking out the large ballroom window. The glass in the window had been replaced with plexiglas. I felt disappointed that the building had become so run down. I then noticed that there were large white columns on either side of the window. I did not remember them being here and wondered when they were added. I tried to remember what the window looked like when i was younger. I could not quite tell if i had a memory of myself running around the columns in play. I then wandered to the entrance hall, remembering the balcony which used to be off of the bedroom window, at the front of the house. The front hall seemed to be much wider that i remembered, and i wondered if the walls had been changed. There used to be deep closets on the sides of the hallway, that i thought could have been taken out to widen the hall itself. As i rounded the east end of the hall, though, i noticed that there was still a deep closet running along the stairs. I then realized that there were now two sets of stairs descending into the front hall of the building, one on each side of the stairwell. I thought that many old houses had this design. I then remembered that the gypsies were getting suspicious of me. I tried not to act suspicious and started down the front stairs of the building. I wanted to get away before they realized why i had really come to this place. I hurried down the stairs to the lower floor. Once i reached the lower landing, i remembered to take the other set of stairs to the south because the white set would lead into the basement. I could hear the gypsies coming after me. I hurried down the last set of steps and made it to the outside door.