12001 August 01
I walked through the city streets to the west. The city seemed old, with low buildings and wide streets. I had been somewhere with a group of people, but then went wandering to the east. I was now heading back to the west, toward the theatre. I felt as though i had to meet someone somewhere in the city. I thought that i should hurry up so that i would not be late. There was a small brick building on the south side of the road. It was surrounded by a small parking lot. It seemed to have windows just under the edge of the flat roof. I walked across interior of the store. There were shelves of food items. This place seemed like a drug store. Some of the people with me were wandering around the store. We eventually had to get back to the theatre to the west, but there was something in the store that i was supposed to pick up. I walked to the west gain, on the long road which was on the northern edge of the city. I looked to the north and notice that there was a hill which ran along the edge of the road. The hill ran east to west, and seemed very narrow. The side of the ridge that was facing us was very steep, with exposed strata. I could tell that the road sloped up sharply to the west, but it did not seem to climb higher along the strata. There were soldiers at the top of the hill. They stood at the eastern end of the ridge, looking down into the city. They seemed to be guarding something. I was weary of them as i walked along the road to the west. I knew that they might attack us. They seemed to be chinese soldiers, wearing ancient samurai plate armour. I wondered whether we would reach them from the road. As i moved along the road to the west with the woman, i noticed that the same level of strata was running along the road, even though the road was rising in elevation. I realized that the strata must be slanted at a very sharp angle. The lines of rock must be exposed along the top of the hill where the soldiers were. As i reached the top o the ridge, i turned to the east. I wondered whether i would be able to reach the soldiers.
12001 August 03
I stood with the others in the large parking lot near the university. We seemed to be on the northwest side of the campus. The parking lots were divided into small units, which were separated by strips of grass with small trees in them. We were waiting for a bus to come get us. The others stood in a group to the west of me. I started to look at my hands as we waited. There was a small white blister on the index finger of my right hand. I rolled my hand over and noticed more white blisters on them. The blisters were on both of my hands. I wondered whether i had gotten poison ivy. I felt very concerned. Someone when said something. I felt impatient. I did not want to wait for the bus any longer. I walked to the northwest, across the grassy island in the middle of the parking lot. I thought that i should walk back to my apartment. This was my new apartment. I felt excited to be here. It had not been such a long time since i had moved in, and i still felt as though i was exploring the place. The building was tall and brick, with a stone arch around the door. It seemed old and large. My apartment was in the bottom floor. I walked into the large wooden room of the apartment. This place was very nice, and i was glad to be able to rent it. The place seemed to be decorated with old furnishings, but they were nicely kept and clean. The wooden armchairs in the room had bright red cushions. The walls were covered with polished wood and extended two stories up to the arched ceiling. I could see a rectangular opening in the top of the west wall, on the second floor. It led into the other apartment. I felt a little uncomfortable about having the others in the house able to see into my room, but i knew that this was such a nice house. I wondered for a moment whether my apartment would be safe is the others left their doors open. I was not really sure i could trust them. I flew across the room and up to the opening. There was a red tapestry hanging from the lower part of the opening. I flew through the opening and into the other apartment. I thought that i was heading to the back of the building. I had to get back to my car. I had wanted to take the bus to my car, but i did not want to wait for the next bus. I thought that i could simply go there without the bus. As i flew through the other apartment, i noticed that it too was nicely decorated. I then flew out the back of the building and hovered over the paved parking lot. The lot was surrounded by grassy hills on three sides, with the building to the southeast. There were other old brick buildings towering over me as i floated over the lot. The buildings were on the top of the hill in all directions. It seemed that the driveway to the lot ran to the northeast, between two of the other buildings. I thought that there was a side road to the east of where i was. This was the parking lot in which i would have to park my car. As i started to drift out the gravel driveway to the east, i wondered whether it would be expensive to park my car here. I thought that it would, at least, be safer than leaving it on the campus. I thought that i would go to get my car and bring it here before it got a ticket. I knew that i should not have left it on campus, but i did not have a place to park it before. The lots on campus were regulated. I hoped that i did not get a ticket on my car.
12001 August 06
I walked down the hall of the hotel to the west. It seemed as though i had been staying with my parents in the room. I walked out the west side of the hotel and came into a large room. The room seemed like a gymnasium, but the wall to the south of me seemed like the outside of a building. It had several exposed metal beams running horizontally across it. There were many people in the room. I realized that they were all practicing tae kwon do. I stood with them as they stated to practice some movements. $A287 was standing to the southeast of our group, which was lined up as if in a military company. I was standing in the front row of the group, facing east. $A287 called out a command; “G2.” I did not know what the command meant. I saw the people to the south of me turn and do a back kick to the ground. $A287 then said “G3.” I tried to follow the others as they did a high side kick. I decided that “G” was code for a side kick. The different numbers simply referred to the level of the kick. I started to picture the different codes in my head. There was a white sheet in my hand with several different codes on it. One f the codes started with a K. I thought that it must be for a kick. I then started to wonder why a back kick would use G for a code. Some people looked over my right shoulder as i tried to figure out the codes on the sheet. Then i heard someone say that we were lining back up. I ran to the group that was gathering in the center of the room. I looked around, trying to figure out where i should stand in the group. There seemed to be many people whom i did not recognize. Some of the people looked at me as i approached. I wondered what rank they were. Several of them moved back a few lines once they realized that they were not in the correct place. I felt confused at all of the new faces. I then noticed a man with dark brown hair standing near $A278. I wondered whether he had the same rank as myself. He seemed attractive, and i was interested to meet him. He then stepped out of the way to let me stand next to $A278.
12001 August 07
I spoke with the other people as we moved through the forested area, heading to the northwest. I felt relaxed as i spoke, knowing that i had just had a good time with them. As we headed along the dark road, i noticed the large house between the trees. It was very plain in detail, with bare wood siding, but it was very large and had several levels of dormers. One of the people in the car said that the building was abandoned. The occupants had been very rich, and i thought that the house must be filled with many interesting things. I thought that we should explore it. There might be something useful in it. I felt adventurous, watching the house as we drove past it. It looked as thought there were still lights on in the lower rooms as we rounded the west side of the house. I wondered whether there was anyone staying there. I still wanted to sneak into the house to see if we could find anything good. I walked to the south, across the large room of the house. There were several people there. It seemed as though they had piled many of the things in the house up to sell to people. I noticed a pile of objects to the south, on the edge of the room. The all of the walls and the floor of the room were wood. $F21 looked over the pile for a moment, then headed to the northwest, into the next room. I started to follow her, heading up the step to the smaller part of the room to the west. I stopped when i noticed several guitars lying on the table at the top of the stair to the south. There was a pale green electric guitar on top. I tapped the body next to the strings to see if it was a hollow-body. It had a rounded body, and the glitter-speckled paint was worn in areas. I looked at the head of the instrument to see that it was a Gibson. I felt excited and wondered whether i should take it. It seemed like a very nice instrument. I thought that i really did not want another solid-body guitar, though. I wanted to find one which was hollow. I then noticed that there was a black guitar sitting under the Gibson. I moved the Gibson aside and looked at the rounded black guitar, which had a small slit long the lower side. It was a hollow-body electric. It looked fairly new, with a shiny black finish, and i felt excited to see it. I lifted the head. The guitar said “Luker” on it. I did not recognize the make, but it looked like a really nice guitar. I wanted to take it. I laid it back down on the table and walked to the northwest instead. As i entered the next room, i looked to the north, where $F21 had gone. She was arranging some clothing along the east wall of the room. There was a salesman with her. I wondered whether he had gotten her to work at the store. It seemed strange that she should have been convinced to do work here. I walked past the man, who had a hand full of socks that he was carrying to a cardboard box on the south side of the room. $F21 was hanging some packages from a metal pole on the wall. The other metal poles were already full of packages. As i moved toward $F21, she started pushing the pile of grey socks down onto the racks.
12001 August 08
I left the house and started across the locker room. I thought that i should head to wrestling practice. I knew that i had not been there in a very long time, but i wanted to do the sport again. It seemed that i was in high school. I walked into the locker room and started shuffling things though my locker. $F4 was standing to the north of me, getting something from his locker. I told him that i would be going to wrestling practice with him. I felt excited about it. It had been a long time since i had wrestled for the team. I hoped that we would not be late. I tried to move several of the things through my locker. I told $F4 that i would be along shortly. $F4 walked off to the north. I imagined that i would have to walk into practice and tell the coach that i wanted to wrestle again. It felt like a good things to do. I knew that i was going to be late, though. I had several things that i had do before i could get to practice. I would have to warm up while everyone else was starting. I then realized that i would be later than i expected. I would have to come in after they had already started to do a workout. I imagined that i could ask the coach “Mind if i come in?” I knew that it would feel strange since it had been so long since i was on the team. I considered whether there was a better way to phrase the question to make it seem that i was asking whether they would let me into the practice. As i shuffled through some of the papers, i realized that i would have to do more work for my editing job. I looked over the papers that i would have to do for $A14. I knew that i would not be able to make it to practice. I felt disappointed. I thought that i would have to miss all of the practice. I wondered whether i would be able to make it to practice the next day.
12001 August 10
I came to the top of the hill and walked into the small room where the others were. It seemed as though there was a storm coming. I felt somewhat concerned about something, and was aware that there might be some lightning. I looked at the pictures on the wall as i spoke to the other in the room. The picture was of the top of the hill that we were on. The hill seemed to be in the middle of a suburban area, though there were no houses in top of it. I looked at the picture on the north wall to see the large metal tower which stood in the middle of the hill. I thought that it was probably a radio tower. I turned to the south to explain something to $A54. I then looked at some of the pictures on the south wall. They were all pictures of the top of the hill. I could see the rectangular shape of the tower in each of the pictures. It stood on the right side of the photographs and seemed to be a simple structure made of metal I-beams. I wondered whether it was in danger of being struck by lightning. I then looked at the larger picture in the center of the wall. It had the red water tower on the left side of it. I thought that it was a picture of the entire hill. There were thick trees growing around the base of the two towers. I then noticed that the large picture was set deep into its frame. There was a border around the image which contained parts of the image. I looked along the bottom of the picture to see that the dull red water tower was extended into the border. It seemed as if the border was a larger version of the picture which had been cut to match the visual edges of the picture. I looked again into the center of the picture to see the rectangular shape of the radio tower. There was something significant about it. I mentioned to the other that it must be important because it appeared in all of the other figures.
12001 August 11
I moved to the east through the crowded space. There were many people moving around me. They all seemed to be fighting with each other. I thought that this place might be a large cave. Everything seemed chaotic, and i could not focus on anything specific. I backed through the moving people, seeing several four-legged animals run in front of me. The hall around me was rough and seemed to be made of dark stone. There was then a smooth object to the right. One of the men in dark clothing ran against the smooth object, which seemed to be part of a column. It was carved from black stone and seemed to be a large block with rounded trimming at the bottom. The man was stunned as he recoiled from the object. I remembered that the object was one of the two towers. I thought that they were at the entrance to the city. I wondered whether i was at the East Gate. As i backed away, i noticed the white tower to my left. I thought that these towers had some sort of magical significance. I remembered that they were part of the balance.
12001 August 12
I moved through the large lobby of the hotel. The architecture of the building seemed very modern, with a lot of stone and glass. I felt as though there was something that i should be doing. I knew that i was supposed to be at the reception, but i was not sure whether it had just happened or was about to. I decided that the wedding had just occurred and that i should get dressed for the reception. I was not wearing good clothing at the moment. I ran to the north, across the large stone patio of the hotel. There was a plain white stone building to the southwest of me as i ran to the northwest. $K4 came around a corner and ran past be from the opposite direction. He was wearing a black dinner jacket with pants. I thought that he was heading for the reception. I suddenly felt as though i was going to be late. I had to get changed for the reception. I ran into the small room to the north of me. There was an elevator which was going up. I had taken the elevator, but was not outside of it. I imagined that it did not stop at the floor as it should. I wondered what would happen if i got on and it continued to drop into the floor. I tried not to think about it. I started changing my clothing. I was in the elevator again. It was very small, with a large object along the west wall. The object seemed to be a high end table with a black surface. I placed several articles of clothing on it as i changed. I then remembered that there were no edges to the elevator. The platform rose in the center of the shaft, but did not have sides. I looked over the dresser and down into the darkness of the elevator shaft. I thought that i had to be careful not to drop anything over the edge. I started worrying that i might lose some of my clothing. I pulled on my pants and threw several of my bags out of the elevator and into the bedroom. I then placed my shoes and socks on top of the dresser to the west. As i did, i realized that one of the white socks fell behind the dresses. I felt aggravated that i had placed them on the desk after i had decided to be careful with my things. I looked at the pair of hiking boots on the dresser with two grey tube socks draped over them. There was a single white sock on the foot of the left shoe. I pulled the boots and the grey socks off of the dresser and threw them into the bedroom. I felt annoyed and thought that i might as well throw the other white sock away since i would not be able to retrieve the first. I looked over the back of the dresser again to see if i could see the white sock. I could see part of the shaft below me. The white sock did not seem that far down. I thought that it must be stuck on a beam.
I walked to the west, along the north wall of the gorge. The north wall seemed to be man made. It was white and smooth, as though it was the interior wall of a building. The southern wall of the gorge was made of reddish-tan sandstone, and was eroded into long horizontal bubbles. There was a stream running right under the sandstone wall. I knew that something had happened, and i felt anxious about it. There seemed to be something important going on to the east of me. I heard a round to the south and turned to look at it. It was the sound of a waterfall. I looked at the rapids in the narrow stream and thought that the water flow must have suddenly changed, causing the sound of the water to appear. I thought about the people in the cave on the east end of the gorge. It seemed as though the water was flowing from the mouth of the cave. I thought that the miners in the cave might have done something. I felt worried. I knew that the people in the cave were preparing for an attack. I wondered whether i would be drafted to fight. I knew that they needed people. I then remembered that i was too old to be drafted on the first round, but then i started to wonder how desperate for troops they were. I did not want to fight. I wondered what i would say to them if they asked me to join. I turned to the north and walked into the small bathroom. Something felt upsetting. I was worried about the impending battle, but there seemed to be more upsetting me. I noticed the dark blue backpack sitting on the black counter on the west side of the bathroom. I wondered why someone had left it there. I then started to wonder whether there was a bomb inside of it. The bag had a black bottom and straps and was made of a heavy laminated canvas material. I turned the mouth of the back to face me and opened it up. There did not seem to be anything in it at first. I then opened it wider and saw a pair of black plastic sandals in it. They were the kind with a single band that crosses over the toes. The band was decorated with white lines along the edges. I felt annoyed and tossed the bag to the ground behind me. I walked out of the bathroom and back to the east, down the gorge. Someone mentioned that the enemies were mounting more troops. I felt that they were going to attack soon. I felt more worried.
12001 August 13
The pilot started to climb out of the cockpit of the old airplane. I remembered this scene from before. There was a grenade on the floor of the cockpit. It would roll into the pilots view as the pilot sat up. I remembered that the pilot would have to grab the grenade and throw it out of the plane. I then wondered whether he would put the pin back in it. I thought that he could simply jump to the rear of the plane and wait to see if it detonates. If it did not, then it would be safe to pick it up and throw it away. I watched as the pilot lifted himself from the cockpit and sat on the top edge of the plane. He seemed to be in a small room with several books and papers scattered around the wooden desk near him. The cockpit was a small hole under him. The man was wearing tan leather pants and a matching flight jacket. He seemed young, and i wondered whether he was one of the good guys or not. He glanced down into the hole and i thought that he would spot the black grenade, but he did not seem to notice. I felt confused. Things were not happening like i expected. The pilot sat casually with his feet up on the edges of the cockpit. He was wearing tall black leather boots over his tan pants. I looked ahead to see the dark city passing under us. The plane seemed to be gliding easily over the tops of the trees and buildings below as the lights passed under us. I realized that there was a war going on below. Bright bursts erupted from the sky around us. The plane dipped suddenly and the pilot leaned forward to catch his balance. I thought that this was where the grenade would fall into his view. I could no longer see into the cockpit, but the pilot glanced down and saw something. He reached for it. He bent forward. As he did, i noticed a few small red oblong beads rolling across the floor behind him. I thought that the grenade would be larger and black but would have the same oblong shape. I was to the left of the pilot, in the back seat of the car as we traveled through the city. I watched the explosions above us. They seemed like fireworks, but i knew that they were part of the attack. My grandfather, who was sitting in the passenger’s seat, where the pilot was, said something to me. He seemed to be telling me to do something. I felt frustrated. I knew that we were traveling a long distance, and it seemed as though we were going to $P26. My father’s mother said something from the driver’s seat. I felt strange. I wondered why i was traveling with my grandparents. My grandfather then told me that i should go back to the rear seat of the car and go to sleep. I had been lying down, but was unable to fall back to sleep. My father’s mother said something about the trip. I looked at her, noticing that her face seemed very smooth, as though covered with a lot of makeup. She smiled at me as she spoke. I then remembered that she had been dead and wondered how she had come back to drive the car. I leaned back into the rear seat, trying to go to sleep. It seemed that we had a long trip. We were driving on a road which turned to the left sharply ahead. It seemed as though we were about to enter an interstate. My grandfather said something which made me feel defensive. He was talking to me as though i was a small child. I did not feel like going to sleep any more. I leaned back and watched the road ahead as my grandfather rolled over to face the window and go to sleep. My father’s mother was leaning forward over the wheel, watching the road intently. I looked ahead as i spoke to her about where we were going. I could see a small flock of birds on the road ahead. The road was just about to pass under a cement bridge. There was a tall cement wall to the right and some old plaza stores ahead. She came to a stop in front of the birds, even thought the birds had cleared away from the road. I noticed that the road was old and cracked. The pavement seemed crumbled. I suddenly wondered why my father’s mother had not continued on. I could see a car coming in the other direction, and i thought that there must be cars queuing up behind us. Our car started ahead slowly, but i thought that we were not really moving that far. I wondered why my grandmother was driving so awkwardly. We started forward again as she said something about the children today. She expressed her dissatisfaction with the younger generation. I knew that i did not find people of my generation to be so bad. She was talking about how sexually explicit people were. She said that it disgusted her. I felt confused and wondered why she would bring up such a topic. I did not feel at all uncomfortable with the views of people my age. I laughed and told her that things are always changing. I said that, when i was older, i might not like the views of the younger generation. I then thought about it and realized that i could not imagine myself being so disgusted with the actions of others. This situation seemed strange and out of place. I watched the road for a moment and noticed that we were still traveling very slowly. I was surprised that my father’s mother was so strongly against the sexual ideas of the new generation.
12001 August 14
I had just come into the large store. I was here to meet $F34. As i entered the store, however, i noticed her leaving. I did not feel that i could talk to her, as she was in a hurry. I felt disappointed that i did not get to spend time with her.
I had to get my things ready to leave. I moved through the kitchen. I had to pack a lunch to take with me to work. I picked up a banana from the counter. As i looked at it, though, i noticed that it was dark along the top. I rolled it over in my hand and realized that the stem had broken. The banana was rotten. I felt annoyed and tossed the banana in the garbage. I had to get the rest of my things ready. I still needed to get dressed. I walked to the east and looked into the mirror over the wooden dresser. I started to fix my hair. I had not yet combed it. My hair was very long, and i thought that it looked good. It had been a long time since i had long hair. I was reminded of the musical Hair. As i combed my fingers through my locks, i started singing the song “Hair”. I was amused with myself. I thought that this was a silly thing to do. I then looked closer at my hair. I thought that it looked really nice this length. I had not really had it like this before. I had forgotten how curly my hair could be. I thought that i should show it to $F12. I remembered that he had really long hair at one point. I thought that it looked very good on him. I wanted him to see what i looked like with long hair. I wondered whether he would think it was nice looking. I then wondered whether it was long enough to braid. I wanted to make many small braids all over my head. I pulled part of my hair from the right side of my head and started to braid it. There was a string in my hand with which i could tie the hair once i was done. As i braded, however, i managed to drop the string. I looked down, but could not see it. I held on to the end of the braid, wondering where the sting had gone. I did not know how i was going to tie the end of the braid.
12001 August 15
I was in $P7 wandering through the halls. It seemed like it had been a long time since i had been here. Everything was empty. I wandered through the halls, trying to see how things had changed. I climbed up the stairs on the east side of the main hall. Once i reached the top of the building, i turned around and came back down. I felt depressed that there was no one here. I wanted to see something that looked familiar. I wondered what i should do. I had already walked up and down the stairs twice looking for someone. I thought that i was getting good exercise. I turned around and walked back up the stairs. As i got to the second floor, i stopped, looking at the doors to the library. There was a white curtain in front of the doors. I thought that they had redecorated the school. The curtain seemed strange and out of place. I parted the curtains and saw the white doors on the other side. I thought that the library must be closed, since there were no people in the halls of the building. As i approached the doors, though, i noticed movement through the crack. I could only see shadows blocking the light that was shining through the space between the two doors. I looked through the crack and saw a woman in a yellow button-up sweater sitting at the desk. The desk was in the center of the room, just beyond the door. I thought that i should go into the library. I stopped just in front of the door and combed my hair. I thought that i had to look respectable. I opened the door and walked into the room. I was facing east after in entered. The room inside was modern and clean. Everything seemed to be white and made of marble, as if it was part of an old greek temple. There was a round area in the center of the room which was slightly elevated from the rest of the room. It was surrounded by railings and had several curved tables along its edges. Some of the tables seemed to be topped with small card catalogues. There was a librarian standing on the western side of the circular area. She seemed to be looking something up in a large book. I then spotted someone walking toward me from the south. It was $A96. I remembered that i had run into him outside of a store. I told him that i would write him an e-mail, but i had forgotten. I felt bad about forgetting and did not want to have to speak to him. I was sitting on the floor by the door as he walked past me. I was glad that he did not recognize me. I then remembered that he was not able to see well. He was having trouble with his eyes. I walked to the south, looking around at the large polished wood tables of the library. I then looked to the north and noticed $A305 sitting at one of the tables on that side of the room. He was talking to several of the students at the table with him. I watched them for a moment. The room was then oriented differently. The door of the room was on the south wall, and i was facing the windows to the north. The room was smaller than it had been, and the walls were now dull yellow. The students suddenly stood up from the tables and started to leave the room. I thought that the bell must have rung. I noticed that one of the students was wearing a black uniform. Someone said something. I said hello to one of the students on the west side of the room. I told him that i was just about to leave. I paced to the east side of the room. Something felt wrong. I then noticed a wooden chair on the east side of the room. It was charred in the center. There was a pair of boots on the floor in front of the chair. The boots stood where a person’s feet would be if they were sitting in the chair. I wondered whether there had been a person in the chair. I thought that it could be like spontaneous combustion. I asked someone what had happened. I felt as though something had gone very wrong. I looked up at the ceiling above the chair. The wall on the east was wood up to my eye level, but then turned to plaster. The plaster ceiling slanted inward, as if the roof was on the other side. There was a dark charred spot on the ceiling. Some of the students spoke to me about the event. It seemed that this was something that people did not want to talk about. I turned to the east again and asked the student, who was sitting in a red leather chair against the wall, about the fire. I thought that a student had set it. I felt uncomfortable being here. I thought that i should have left already. I walked over to the large desk in the center of the room and opened the middle drawer. There was an old brown piece of paper in the middle of the drawer. I read it. It said that $A306 had died. I wondered whether i should console his family. I did not feel right here. I no longer belonged here. I thought that i should have left.
12001 August 16
I walked across the large room of the house. The floor was polished wood, and all of the white furnishings were clean and bright. The room seemed hazy, as though i was looking at it through a filtered lens. The sun shined into the room through the large windows on the northwestern and southeastern walls. It was a warm summer day. I thought that the windows of the house were open so that the summer breeze could blow through. There were others in the house with me. I thought that i should take the dog downstairs and let it go outside. There was something wrong, however. I thought that there was something outside. I moved through the rooms of the house, heading for the lower floor. I felt strange, as though anticipating something. I heard the sound of an animal in the distance. I thought that it was just over one of the hills near the house. It sounded like a bull snorting. I thought that there was something dangerous out there. I opened the door of the house and let $X3 out. He wanted to go running. I knew that the animals would not bother him. I was standing on the north side of the house. I looked to the north. It was warm and humid out, but the sky was dark. I thought that there might be a storm coming. The field to the north of the house was filled with yellow dried field grass. It seemed like the field on the north side of my parents’ house. There seemed to be the ruins of an old stone wall between the field and the lawn of the house.
12001 August 19
I was at the party with the small group of people. It seemed as those these people were part of the theatre. $A307 was sitting on the edge of the large white couch, which seemed to be outdoors. The area around us was covered with snow, and there were dark pine trees all around. The house was to the northeast of us. I felt strange, as though i was not engaged in the party. I started to walk around the back side of the couch. It seemed that the party was ending, and i thought that i should clean up some of the wrappers and things on the floor. Others started to get up from the couch and slowly move to the north, toward the house. $F7 seemed to be on the couch with $F18. They both got up and started in as i started to float over the snow near the wooden bench. I felt unfocused and dazed. I then noticed that i was hovering just above the ground. I thought that it was something special. I knew that i could fly in my dreams, but in reality, i was only able to hover just above the ground. I wondered whether anyone else would find it special. I then wondered how i could concentrate and simply float. It seemed very strange to me. I leaned my head back onto the countertop of the small kitchen. There was a narrow corridor which led from the kitchen to the north, where everyone else was. Light shined from the living room to the north down the short hall into the dark kitchen. I let my feet lift from the floor as i relaxed. Someone walked into the hall, noticing me. I wondered whether they would think it special that i could hover.
12001 August 20
I walked into the middle of the intersection and bent over to pick up the large stack of books. It was dark out, but the street lights were bright enough that i could see everything. The stack of books was quite tall. All of the books looked similar, with pale greenish-white hard covers. I lifted the books and started to the north, up the sidewalk on the west of the road. The hill was very steep, and seemed to be in a rural town. The sidewalk seemed to be old and cracked, with uneven stone slabs. As i climbed several metres up the hill, i saw a man and a woman walking toward me. As they neared me, the woman said something about a “Harrier weekend”. I knew that she was referring to $G4. They passed, and i turned around and asked whether they were referring to $G4. They stopped, and the woman told me that she was talking about $G4. They then started walking up the hill with me. They passed me as the hill got very steep. I started to feel tired. The woman kept speaking to me as she passed my on the east. She walked ahead, looking over her left shoulder at me as she spoke. I started to feel worried that the hill was too steep for me to climb with the books. I grabbed onto the metal rungs of the ladder that was the hill. I was still carrying the books in my left arm, so i was only able to grab onto the ladder with my right hand. I felt unstable, and worried that i might fall backwards. I also felt tired and was not sure that i would be able to climb the entire way. I focused on the metal rungs in front of me as the woman spoke. I felt confused and was having trouble concentrating on what was in front of me. I looked at the small picture. It was of a person wearing something fluffy and white. The image was faded, though, so the white looked more yellow. I looked up from the picture. The woman had walked over next to the large brick building. I was in an alley at the back of an old building in the city. There were buildings crowding in from all sides. I then realized that the picture had something to do with the people who were standing behind the building. I looked to the south, down the alley to the man who stood on the metal stairs. The stairs descended from a dirty white metal door. The door was slightly ajar, and there was a clothes line across the alley near it which had blue and white rags hanging from it. The man stood with his left hand on his hip and his head tilted slightly forward. He seemed to be from the 11920s, with baggy slacks. His pants were grey in the picture, but i knew that they were tan in real life. I turned to the east and started down the brick hallway. This place was familiar, though i knew that it had been redesigned. I realized that this was $P7. I had not been here in a long time. I walked down the corridor to the north end of the building. I wondered where all of the students were. It seemed that they would be back for the semester. I felt slightly out of place. It seemed that i was back here to take classes. I felt too old for this place, though, but i did feel good to be back. I turned left, to the east and walked down the long brick hall. I thought that i must be in the back wing of the building. I did not recognize where i was, but i could see a junction of corridors ahead of me. I thought that it must be the min hall which led across the basement of the building. The floor of the other corridor was cement and appeared to be newly renovated. As i walked down the hall, i noticed the glass window on the left side of the hall. I could see clothing inside hanging on metal racks. This was the new book store. I thought that they must sell a larger variety of clothing than they did when i was here. Everything in the store was red or grey with black lettering. I could see some grey tank-tops hanging above the other clothing. This place felt new a fresh. I came to the end of the hall and turned to the right. There was a short set of stairs going up to the next level. As i walked up the wooden stairs, i noticed the red and black clothing which was stacked on the wooden ledges to either side of the stars. I felt excited to see the changes. I then walked to the south in the corridor of the second floor and turned to the east into a room. I had to change my clothing before class started. $A175 seemed to be on the south side of the room. The room was narrow and seemed to be a library. I pulled off my old shirt and looked down at the clothing at my feet. It was the new school uniform. $A175 then asked me something through the thin white sheet which was hanging up around me. I reached down and picked up the new shirt. It did not seem to be made of a good material, though. I thought that it was rather ragged and flimsy.
12001 August 21
I lied on the floor of the apartment. It was late at night, and i was trying to sleet. There was a small yellow fish on the floor just under my face. I knew that it was one of the pets of the house. I felt fond of it and was trying to protect it from something. I was then facing the other direction, looking down at the fish. I was concerned, but i felt sleepy and drifted back into sleep. I woke again in a different position. There was a wooden chair in front of me. The fish was lying under it. I then started to wonder why the fish was not in water. There was someone in the room suddenly, and i spoke to them. When i looked back to the fish, it was actually a worm. There was a small kitten playing with it. I wondered whether the kitten would hurt it, but i started to feel as though i no longer cared about the animal. I felt that it was someone else’s problem. I looked back at the large black caterpillar again and realized that the young girl had places the large white plate on top of it. I instantly tried to caution her, but realized that it was probably too late. I thought that the caterpillar must be crushed under the bowl. I set the bowl on the wooden stair, which was the chair. I thought that i could scrape it off on the edge of the stair. The small white kitten batted at the bowl and looked curiously under it. It was trying to figure out what happened to the fish.
I turned my car onto the dirt road and started to drive in. There was a parking area to the northeast, but the road continued into the dense woods to the east. I was heading to my job t the construction site. I thought that i should probably park my car here because it might be hard to drive it into the area where the people were working. I turned the car into a parking space to the left of a red pick-up truck. I glanced over my shoulder and looked down the road. I wondered how far i would have to walk to get to the construction site. I was not sure that i wanted to leave my car all the way out here. I backed out of the space a little, but then i noticed the large metal spikes in the dirt road. They covered the road to the site. I thought that the spikes must prevent any smaller vehicles from going into the site without permission. I thought that i should not drive my car over them because them might pop my tired. I then realized that the rest of the driveway was covered with smaller spikes. The spokes seemed to be coated in yellow or blue plastic sheaths. I thought that they must bend when a car traveled over them in a certain direction. I felt cautious and did not want to drive my car over them. I let my car roll back into the gravel parking space to the west. I noticed that the gravel was pushed into the space to form the parking area. There was a sharp drop off at the edge of the parking area. The woods were dense and green to the west. I let my car roll near the edge, thinking that i had to get it away from the spikes. I felt distracted and was not sure what i was doing. I then realized that my car was too close to the edge. It rolled suddenly and slid down the gravel slope and into the woods. It landed on its roof. I looked around, thinking that i had just damaged my new car. I then thought about the situation. I did not really want to have to fix my car. It was new and i thought that i should keep it safe. The man then leaned into my window and said something. I looked over my left shoulder to see the man standing on the sidewalk, leaning into the read driver’s-side window. There was a man standing behind him. He seemed familiar. I felt attracted very interested in him. He had shoulder-length wavy brown hair and a green jacket. I spoke to him very interested in him. I stood up from the driver’s seat of the car. We were in the middle of the small city. My car was parked on the side of the left street. The man smiled and started to walk away. I felt very interested in him and wanted to talk some more, but i was not really sure whom he was.
12001 August 23
I walked to the south in the large house. The house was old, with wooden siding on the inside walls which was covered with several layers of thick white paint. I had just moved into this house. It felt exciting to walk through the halls of the large house. I imagined what i could do with the place. My mother was in the room to the north as i crossed the main hall of the building and headed into the smaller rooms to the south. I was speaking to someone as i moved. I thought that i might be talking on a telephone. I stepped across the entrance hall of the old house and into the large open room. The walls of the room were white and seemed to have many layers of old paint on them. The room almost seemed like an outdoor patio. There was a white wall to the east with a large stairway running up the center of it. There did not seem to be a roof above me, but i knew that there were several cement highway overpasses which stretched over the open space. The patio was brightly lit from above, and there was a large cement wall to the south. The wall seemed to be part of a retaining wall for the overpasses. As i spoke to the person on the telephone, i started to feel unsafe. I was concerned that the weather outside might be getting worse. I walked to the south until i was standing under the overpass, near the cement wall. It seemed as though it might start raining. I wondered whether it was raining heavily. I thought that i would have to get into the house where it was safe before the storm started getting bad. I crouched down to the ground as i talked to the person. I felt unsteady and worried that the storm was already here. I reached out my left arm, feeling the air to the left of me. I was trying to see if there was any rain falling on the section of the patio which was not under the overpass. I could feel a heavy downpour on my hand. I then noticed that there was a very strong wind blowing the rain onto my skin. The wind seemed to be blowing at a fourty-five degree angle to the ground. I thought that the storm must be really bad if the wind was that strong. I pulled my hand back in, realizing that the wind was only blowing in the unsheltered area of the patio. I reached my hand back out and felt a strong gust of wind blowing it to the ground. I realized the weather was already bad. I started to wonder why the wind was only blowing in the exposed areas. It seemed strange. I thought that the steep angle of the wind should blow the rain under the overpasses. I had to run to the north, to get back into the house. I was no longer safe here. I ran to the east, up the large white stairwell to the second floor of the house. I seemed to be in the entry hall of the old house. The walls were old and worn, but still seemed well kept. As i reached the second floor, i looked out the large window at the top of the stairs. It was tall, with narrow panes. I could see dark grey clouds to the east. I noticed a dark bubbling cloud to the south and tried to get a good view. I could see a small town in the valley below. It seemed like $P4. I then noticed that there was a thin tornado just on the other side of the town. I thought that it was going to pass through the center of the village and destroy things. I leaned against the glass to get a good view, but what i was trying to look at was too far to the south to see from this window. I quickly ran to the south, around the small jog in the wall and into the small white room with the low ceiling. There was a large window which stretched from the east wall to the south. The window was composed of thick square panes of plate glass. This room seemed like a cupola, but i knew that it was part of the second floor. I had a better view of approaching storm and the village. The countryside was covered with sparse woods, and there seemed to be many small houses visible through the fall-coloured trees. The image seemed like a picturesque New England town. I then noticed that there were more funnel clouds in the distance approaching the town. I thought that the storm must be very bad, and i worried that it might hit the house in which i was. I felt panicked but tried to figure out which direction the tornado was moving. I could tell that the cloud was moving, but i could not tell whether it was coming toward me or not. I decided that i should run to a safer part of the house. I ran back to the west, thinking that the windows in the room that i was leaving would be dangerous in a tornado. They could break easily and scatter broken glass into the room. I felt worried and had to get some place safe.
I stood at the bottom of the main stairway of the old house. The stairs headed up to the east, toward a large multi-pane window. There was someone to the north of me, to whom i had been talking. I felt unsafe in this house. I knew that there were some ghosts here. I looked up the stairs again. They seemed old and decrepit. It seems as though that house had not been lived in for a very long time. I then spotted a white figure floating on the south side of the landing at the top of the stairs. I suddenly felt nervous. I knew that the ghost could not hurt me, but i was cautious of it. I remembered that i could not be frightened of the ghost. It would use the energy of strong emotions, like fear, to make itself strong. The other person said something about the ghost, but i was not worried about it. I started to walk toward the ghost, but it jumped suddenly at me. I felt scared and jumped back. I knew that i could not control my fear enough. I was surprised that the ghost could affect me so much. I walked out of the house, stepping onto the small wood porch to the east. The land around me was flat, with several other small cubical houses. This place seemed like a military base. I could not let the soldiers catch me here. They had come to hunt down the ghost. They wanted to hide the existence of a ghost and determine its source of power. I thought that i would be safe because i had special powers, but i knew that i could not let them find out that i was here. There was a cubical house directly to the east. All of the other houses in the area seemed to be in rows and columns. The ground was dry and covered with reddish-tan dirt. I then noticed the bulldozer to the north of the building across the yard from me. IT was here to destroy the evidence. I had to get out of here without letting the people see me. A group of soldiers jogged down the road to the north of the house. I started to float out over the lawn. I thought that i could be invisible to the soldiers. I was not physically here. I floated across the lawn and hovered just off of the southwest corner of the house to the east. The roof of the light-blue house was brown, and overhung the wooden siding by about a metre. I tucked my knees to my chest and started to tumble forward. I rotated in the air. I then noticed the young girl standing on the ground between the two houses. She has seen me. She also knew about the ghost. A soldier ran up to her and asked her what she had seen, but she told them that there was a ghost in the house to the west. She did not tell them that i was here. I felt that i could trust her, even though i could see that she was able to be very deceptive. She acted very innocent to the soldiers to lead them off my trail. I had to float away before the soldiers captured me.
12001 August 26
I walked into the living room of the house. I pointed the remote, which was in my hand, at the television and turned it on. I did not feel like doing much and thought that i could watch television. I then saw someone moving on the tan couch to my right. I looked over to see someone under the light-blue wool blanket. I thought that i was intruding on this person. I turned down the volume on the television so that i did not wake the person up. I then heard some of the others talking in the room to the north. I turned off the television and walked to the north. I spoke with the others for a moment. I told them that i had turned on the television before i noticed that there was someone sleeping on the couch. They told me that $A129 was the one on the couch. As i spoke to the others, i was sitting on a bus. I was in a seat on the left side of the bus, facing into the bus. There was a young man sitting to next to me on the left. I looked at him as i listened to the others talk. I thought that the young man was rather attractive. He seemed hispanic. I talked to the others, trying to act as though i was not looking at the man. I looked out the windows on the right side of the bus as we pulled up to a bus stop. There seemed to be a gravel pull-off on the side of the road for the bus. The area to the south of us was grass. I was then outside the bus, even though i knew that i was still sitting on the bus. I could see a man crouching low to the ground. He was on the cement sidewalk, stretching out his left leg. He was wearing shorts and a tee shirt. I knew that he was getting ready to go running. I thought that he was the person who had been sitting next to me. I wondered why he had gotten off at this stop. I knew that it was not his stop. I wondered if he was going to run to the next stop. He leaned forward and reached for his foot. I noticed the detail on his right biceps. I could see one of the veins cross over the muscle. I then glanced up and across the large field of cut green grass. I could see the man running across the field as i moved down the road. He ran through a hole in the white rail fence which surrounded the field. On the other side of the fence was a gravel road. The man crossed the road and then passed through a space in the white rail fence on the other side. I wondered whether this man was the same one who had been on the bus with me. It seemed that he might not be the same one, but i was unsure. The man then slowed and stopped in front of the rail fence where the animal was standing. The animal was on the other side of the fence, with several more standing in the field on the other side of the fence. This place was a farm. I knew that the gravel road, over which the man had run, led to the main part of the farm. The woman started talking to the man near the fence. They were discussing something about the farm. There was a dog with the man. The llama, which had been chewing grass on the other side of the fence, leaned its head over the fence and shorted at the dog. The dog jumped back in alarm. I then noticed the cheetah running toward the llama on the other side of the fence. The cheetah jumped at the llama, but the man was able to catch it in mid air. The cheetah was really a small kangaroo. The woman was upset that the man had interfered with the animals. She started to yell at the man. I was sitting on the bus, watching them through the side window. The dog, which was really two small children, started to run around on the grass. The older boy yelled back at the woman, who was his mother. They argued over the animals. I slid open the window of the bus so that i could hear what they were saying. The mother yelled back at the boy. I then realized that there was someone on the floor in the back of the bus. I wondered what had happened. I looked back to the front of the bus. We were in motion. I realized that we were near my stop. I quickly packed by things. I had to get everything ready to get off of the bus. As i put a notebook into my bag, i realized that there was a grey laptop computer in my bag which was no mine. I looked around at the people near me, wondering whose computer i had taken. The man to my left said that it was his. I pulled the computer back out of the bag, explaining to the man that i had taken it in my rush. I continued to put my things into my bag, but i realized that the bus was already past my stop. I felt frustrated. I pressed the black strip near the window to get the bus to wait. I had to get the rest of my things before i could get off. I hurriedly pushed some things into my bag, but the bus started to pull out of the stop. I pressed the signal again, annoyed at the driver. I had to get off of the bus.
I was on the bus as we traveled down $P99. I could see the sign for the drive-in cinema pass by on the south side of the road. It was dark out, but i could make out the features of the sign. I then looked down at the small screen which was the front window of the bus. I could see the tail lights of the large blue car ahead of us. I was trying to figure out where we were. I knew that i had to get off of the bus soon. I then realized that the bus was facing west. It had been traveling to the east. I felt confused and wondered where we were. I wondered whether the bus had traveled all the way through its loop and was now heading back. I looked to the back of the bus. There was a small round table in the back of the bus, and there was someone lying on it. I realized that the person was $F4. He looked very young. I asked him why he was on the table, but he did not answer. The bus then started to slow down for a stop. $F4 slid off the front of the table and landed on his feet in the aisle. He walked down the aisle in front of me. We both had to get off here. He stepped carefully over the large ground hog which was in the middle of the aisle. I knew that we had to be careful around the animal because it might attack. I felt hurried to get off of the bus, but i did not want to annoy the animal. Once i reached the front of the bus, i apologized to the bus driver for taking so long to get to the front of the bus. I told her that i was delayed by the beaver. I then felt uncertain and told her that it might have been a ground hog. She looked concerned. I turned and stepped off of the bus and onto the street in the small city. It was daylight. The bus was on the street which ran west to east. It was facing east, and i walked to the south, down one of the side streets. I was heading to the theatre. I thought that the bus was not able to make it all the way to the drive-in, so i would have to walk the rest of the way. The buildings on the street were made of stone, and seemed to be from the early part of the nineteen hundreds. The theatre was in an old building at the end of the short street. I thought that it was on the east side of the street. As i looked at the shops on the sides of the corridor, i noticed that there was a homosexual shop to the west. I had a large glass window with a rainbow flag in it. I was interested in the store and thought that that i should come back to it once i had gone to the theatre. I glanced back down the corridor to the street. I realized that i was still in view of the bus. I thought that i should not go into the store now because the bus driver would think that i was not really heading to the theatre. I came to the end of the hall and turned to the east. The theatre was the last door one the east wall. It was not a sci-fi shop. I walked in. The store was very long east to west. There were many comic books in racks on the north wall, and several bins of things on the table along the south wall.
12001 August 28
I had hitched a ride in the sports car. I was mad at the others, and did not want to drive home with them. I walked across the large parking lot. The others had been having car trouble. I kicked the large red gas can in frustration. I then heard the car to the south of me start up. I wondered whether i had done something when i kicked the can. I thought that i might have done more damage by being angry again. I ran to the north, away from the moving car. There was a large shopping plaza on the north side of the lot. I thought that i had to get away from this area. I knew that the others would be following me. I thought that i could hop over the top of the buildings and fly to safety. The others would not be able to fly over the buildings and would be delayed by having to go around. I came to where the others were. $A84 was with the. They seemed to be construction workers who were working on part of the parking lot. I started to jump up, but $A84 jumped onto my back in jest. He did not know that i was trying to get away from the others. I felt annoyed with him and jumped into the air anyway. I thought that i could scare him with the sudden height. He would not expect me to fly with him on my back. I quickly rose above the roof of the large shopping building. I could see the flat grey roof shrink below me. I then started to fall. I wanted to let $A84 off safely. As i descended, though, i started to wonder whether i would be able to control my flight with the added weight of someone else. The ground seemed to approach too quickly. I landed heavily on the pavement of the lot. I had forgotten what the added weight could do to my flying ability. I was glad that i was able to control the descent. I thought that i should not have jumped into the air without realizing the dangers in landing. $A84 was off of my back and i started to walk to the north, into one of the buildings. I opened the glass door on one of the shops. The place was a restaurant. I thought that i cold hide in here.
12001 August 29
I traveled to the west, high over the large city. I seemed to be driving on an elevated highway, but everything seemed to be very far below me, to the north. I thought that the road might be on the side of a very steep mountain. As i moved, i noticed that there was a small dark-grey train car moving on a track below. It was speeding very quickly to the west, passing me. I wondered whether i would be able to keep up with the car. I knew that it did not have the same speed limits as the highway in which i traveled. I thought that it might be a high-speed train. I did not think that i would be able to match its speed in a car. I tried to fly faster, though. As i watched the train car, i realized that it was on a track which sat between other tracks. The north side of the city seemed to have a space to the north of it where many train tracks ran. I could see other trains moving along the tracks. This place seemed like $P100. I watched the trains move. They seemed to be moving artificially fast, as thought the scene was in fast-forward. As i moved along the highway, i started to notice that i was coming to the end of the valley. There was a large mountain to the west. The road on which i was driving curved to the south along the ridge. The train tracks seemed to be cluttered in the corner of the rocky hills. The plain below seemed very flat, and the mountains seemed to jut up abruptly. The highway seemed to break apart into several roads, all of which curved on elevated bridges in different directions. Some of the roads went into large round tunnels in the side of the mountain to the west. I was now driving to the west, along the west side of the large mall. The mountains were still to the west of me. I thought hat this was another part of the town’s valley, but it was separated from the main part of the city by a smaller ridge. I knew that the road passed the mall and ended near an industrial park just outside of town. I drove into the entrance of the factory and turned around. I could not let the others find me. I walked to the west on the elevated roadway. The road ended just a few feet in front of me. The bridge seemed to be unfinished. I knew that this was a part of town which was still under development. I stopped at the edge of the bridge and looked down. The investigators were behind me. I knew that they would have been able to follow me to this point. I could not turn back now. It would be too noticeable for me to walk through the business area to the east and to the mall. They were too close to me, and would be here any minute. I had to climb over the edge so that they did not spot me. I carefully sat on the edge of the cement deck and tried to lower myself into the factory yard below. The yard looked like a lumber or supply yard, with many stacks of items on pallets. I thought that i might be able to reach the top of one of the pallets with my foot, or at least get close enough so that i could jump. I then felt one of the piles under my right foot. They were closer to me that i had thought. I let go of the bridge and climbed down the tower of boxes to the ground. I found myself in the middle of several piles of old lumber. The woman was with me. I had to get away from here before the investigators arrived. We had to find a place to hide so that they could not see us from the bridge. I knew that they must be on the road above us by now. I crouched over as i moved through the stacks of supplies. The woman ran with me. I felt that she was a very close friend of mine. We were on still on the side of a very tall cliff. I could se the city to the south, below us. There were several tall office buildings near the edge of the cliff. I started to flirt with the woman. It felt good to have escaped. We climbed down the cliff and came to the old large stone building. It seemed to be an academic building, and i wondered whether it was part of the university. I pulled the woman’s hand as we ran across the short grass lawn to the building. We had to hide. I wondered whether anyone would spot us fro on the hill. I knew that we had to be careful. There was a murderer around. I was then watching the scene from above, watching us running to the building. The view zoomed in on the cluster of old stone building. A voice started to talk of the murders. It cautioned the viewers that the murderer could be anyone. I knew that we would have to be careful in this area. Someone then said that $A308 was dead. I felt suddenly upset. I looked around at the other people who were walking through the grassy area between the buildings. I felt unsafe in public, but i did not feel afraid. We walked to the west, down a foot path which passed between two large grey buildings. I then realized that the person with me was $A85. I was surprised to see him. I thought that he was the one who had been killed. Something seemed wrong. I started to wonder whether i was dead as well. I did not know how i was able to talk with $A85 if he was dead. I then remembered that $A308 was the one who had been killed. I felt bad, and tried to feel upset for $A308. I realized that my emotions were not working properly. I knew that i should be sad, but i did not feel it. I liked $A308 a lot, and knew that i should be upset by his death. I walked down the aisle of the bus and looked for a seat. I tried to figure out why i was not feeling the emotions. I then remembered that i would not be able to feel sorrow in this body. I thought that emotions were only mental. I then remembered that this was wrong. Emotions were biochemical. They were part of the body, not part of the mind. Something was wrong, and it tried to figure out what it was.
I walked through the large crowd in the room, speaking to a few people as i went. This seemed to be some kind of social event, but i did not feel as though i knew too many people here. I then noticed that there were two people wrestling on one side of the room. It seemed to be a planned match. The people were gathered around, watching the match. The wresters were austral. I recognized one of them from before. I had spoken to him at the party. He was thinner than the other wrestler, and did not seem as well built. The larger man was obviously stronger, and seemed to be winning the match. The larger man was toying with the smaller man. He trapped the smaller man is several tight holds and then let him go. He said something to the smaller man. I could tell that he was trying to pick on the smaller man. He then challenged the smaller man to do something. I moved through the crowd, trying to get a better look at the match. I then saw that the smaller man was on top. He had thrown the larger man to the ground. The large man had his face in the mat. The smaller man had him in an arm bar with his right arm. He used his left arm to cross face the larger wrestler. He moved his hand across the larger wrestler’s face. I knew that he was trying to get back at the larger man. The bigger man then threw the other man off of him. It was obvious that he was much stronger. I watched his muscles flex as he lifted the smaller man and threw him down again. The smaller main strained to get free, but the larger man easily trapped him. The larger man wrapped his legs around the smaller man, holding him to the ground. I turned to the man and woman who were standing next to me and said something. We were actually standing in a large locker room. The rows of metal lockers stretched to the southeast of us as we stood near the northwest corner of the room. I looked at the skinny man near me. I knew that he was shy about meeting people. He replied to me hesitantly as he stood in front of the opening to the shower room, his towel wrapped around his waist. The showers were to the west of the locker room. The western wall was covered with small pale-green tiles. I asked him whether he was going to go into the shower room or not. I thought that he might have been hesitation because of the match. He seemed very nervous. I then realized that i was still dressed. I was not yet ready to take a shower. I thought that the man must be nervous because he was undressed while i was not. If i were in a towel as he was, then he would not be so nervous about talking to me. I looked at the woman near us and realized that she was dressed as well. She was wearing a green tank top with blue gym shorts. I suddenly wondered why she was in the men’s locker room. I asked her whether she would be going to the women’s locker room to change. She nodded and turned to leave.
12001 August 30
I rolled the large grey laundry bin through the narrow halls of the hotel. I was trying to sneak something through the hotel. I felt nervous and hoped that no one saw me. I rolled the bin carefully down the stairs and into the utility room. I thought that i could sneak out of the hotel through the maintenance entrance. I would have to hide behind one of the large machines if someone came. I could not be found. I then came to a hospital stretcher, which was standing in the center of the corridor. I moved the stretcher to one side so that i could get through. I then realized that there was a body on the stretcher. I felt nervous. Someone had killed the man and left him here. I worried that they might still be around. I then realized that someone was coming. I could hear them moving through the halls. I had to get out of here. I ran out the back door of the hotel. It was night out, and the parking lot outside was dark. The lot was narrow, and ran along the north side of the building. The hotel was only a few stories tall and was made of white stone. It was on a slight hill, with thick green plants growing all around it. The maintenance door, out of which i had come, was a cement tunnel into the bottom of the hill. The basement of the building was level with the parking lot, but was covered with dirt around the rest of the building. I ran to the small car, which was to the west of the maintenance entrance. The car was grey and seemed to be a hatch back. $F34 was there. I quickly told her about the body. I said that i had put the real body in her car. I had rolled the grey laundry bin out to the car, but it contained the fake body in it. I hurriedly folded the fake body and tried to hide it. We had to get out of here.