ZUDEMA

12023 October 01

I drove to the west on the road, trying to get to the place to the north of us. We were in the rural area, which seemed to be near my parents’ house. I had been on this road before. It seemed to be a back road to get between two towns. I spoke to the other in the car with me as approached an intersection. I remembered that the narrow road cut between this place and the town that we were heading for. Two roads ran to the north from the road that we were on. One ran directly to the north and seemed to be a paved road. The other was a narrow dirt road of two ruts that ran into the forested area. The dirt road headed to the north-northeast from the road that we were on. I remembered that it went directly to the small down. The dirt road had a feeling of uneasiness to it, but i liked taking these roads. I thought about this as we headed north and then west. The sky was pale blue, and the sunlight seemed indirect. I spoke to the other about the town. I could see buildings ahead of us. We were then traveling west as we approached a small village. I noticed that the village was called something like “Wix”. I did not remember that as the name of the town, but i knew that this was the small town that we had been heading to. The buildings ahead of us seemed like small apartments, which were made of brick. They were close to the road. A service station seemed to be on the northwestern side of an intersection, which was about a hundred meters from us. I was surprised that the town was so big. I had thought that it was only a small hamlet with few houses and no commercial establishments. As we continued to the west, i thought about the small town to the south that we had to get back to. It was much later now, and the sky was dark. I knew that we would have to turn to the south at one of the intersections ahead. The other person was now driving the car ahead of me. As we approached the intersection, he turned to the south, into a parking lot. He had a boat on a metal trailer behind his car. The man seemed like $A616. He had turned before the intersection, but i thought that the other road ran southeast from the intersection, and the road that would take us back to the small town to the south was a narrow road just off of that road, about twenty meters from the main intersection. I thought that the man would turn southeast into the parking lot and then cross to the other road to get back to the intersection. I thought that i could get ahead of him if i simply went to the intersection. As i approached the intersection, i felt a little cautious, thinking that i might be going too fast to make the turn. The roads seemed slippery. I focused on the corner. A car was coming from the other direction with its lights on, but it was far enough away that it would not stop me from turning. I was also aware of another car on the road from the southeast. I started to make the turn. As i did turn, i saw the narrow dirt road heading to the south through the dense trees. A thin layer of snow was on the ground, and i felt hesitant. I wanted to take the road, but i remembered that it was tricky to drive. It would be harder to drive when it was slippery, and i worried that i might get stuck. I hesitated in the road, just to the south of the intersection. I was not sure what to do. I finally decided that i should not take the narrow road at night when there was snow on it. I thought that i might get stuck. I looked around me. The car that had been to the east of me had passed me and headed west. The rest of the area around me seemed dark. With no cars around me, i decided to back into the intersection and head down another road. I backed to the east, pulling off to the northern side of the main east-to-west road. A car was coming from the east, so i let it pass as i stopped on the side of the road. I thought that i would have to turn to the southeast and take the main road. I wondered where $A616 was with the car and trailer. I thought that he should have come to the intersection from the southeast of me as i turned around from the dirt road.

I had been pacing around the room, feeling anxious. $F71 was in the room to the north of me, and i was talking to him. The room seemed like my bedroom, and $F71 seemed to be sitting on the southern side of the bed. I moved to the window to the south of me to open up the curtains. As i did, i noticed the black pickup truck in my back yard. The yard was square, and a short chain-link fence surrounded it. A road ran along the northern side of the yard. The truck was parked in the northern half of the yard, facing east. It was an old American truck, and the black on the sides was faded. I felt annoyed that someone had parked in my yard, and i mentioned the truck to $F71. As i leaned toward the window, i also noticed a group of older people sitting in the northeastern corner of the yard. They had set up chairs in a small area and seemed to be having a meeting. I felt annoyed with them. They should not have been in the yard. I told $F71 that i would have to go outside and talk to them. I noticed the wooden fence just to the north of where the people were sitting. It seemed to hold back a thick bush, but i thought that the people had come through the gate in the fence to sit in my yard. I thought that they must be the neighbors from next door. I backed into the room. I would have to get dressed to head out to them. I put on a turquoise shirt or jacket as i moved to the east. I thought that i could ask the people if the truck was theirs. It would be a way to start the conversation. I moved around on the eastern side of the room, which now seemed like a kitchenette. I was trying to get my things together so i could go outside. I kept thinking of what to say to the neighbors.

12023 October 02

I told the other person that i was concerned about the sharks as i headed to the south. I had to do something to the south, but the large tank of water was in front of me, and i knew that it had an aggressive shark in it. The shark was part of a slasher movie. I had mentioned to the other person that the field was on. It would help pacify the shark. The other person mentioned the field and agreed that it was turned on. I jumped into the water to the south and started sinking. I had diving equipment on, and i had to get to the bottom of the tank for something. I saw the shark floating in the center of the tank. It was not moving. I then saw the water of the tank flash red as the sound of a large bell rang. It was the field that pacified the shark. I sank past the shark as a few more flashes appeared in the water. I seemed to be sinking to the south, toward the others side of the room, as if the tank was tipped to the north. I reached the bottom and opened up a door in the center of the southern wall. I now seemed to be in the back room of my parents’ farmhouse. I stepped through the door, crouching down to stay under the low ceiling. I was in the kitchen of the house, underneath an open panel in the kitchen. The panel seemed to be where the refrigerator would be, and it tipped to the east from the northern end of the western wall of the room. It was made of a reddish-brown stained wood. As i crouched under it, my father came into the room through a doorway in the western wall, which was just to the south of me. He stopped just inside the room and bent over to look under the panel at me. I greeted him. He then continued to the east, into the room. My mother followed him into the room as i stood up from under the counter. My parents started doing something on the northern side of the island counter to the east of me, and i spoke to them. We were getting ready for a meal. I asked about my grandmother, and they said that she had gone upstairs for something. I would need to go get her. Something seemed wrong, though. I felt that she would not be coming back down because she was going to die. I felt worried. I turned to the south, climbing the stairs to the second floor. I came out on the western side of a small bedroom. I thought that my grandmother would be in the bed that was on the northern wall of the room, but she was not. I then noticed two brightly colored pills on the floor just to the east of me. One was turquoise and the other yellow. I thought that my grandmother had been heading to the west, into the other room to get to the bathroom. She must have dropped the pills. I thought something had happened. I climbed the rest of the stairs and headed to the west. A bed was on the western wall of the small room, and my grandmother was lying on it. I was surprised that she would have gone to bed so soon. I crouched down on the southern side of the bed and put my hand on her shoulder. She seemed upset about something, and she squirmed in the bed. I knew that something was wrong. She started to say something, but i could not make out the words.

12023 October 03

I hurried to the west, heading down the street that seemed to be on the college campus. The street seemed like Tower Road, but it was on the eastern part of campus, where the dormitories and smaller academic buildings were. The land seemed to slope upward on the northern side of the street. Many people were walking around the street, and $A645 was following me. I spoke to her as we moved. It felt a little strange for her to be with me, and it seemed that we had not seen each other in a while. As we hurried to the west, we spoke about something. I seemed to be concerned about something, and i thought that something was strange about the time period that we were in. We both seemed to be in college, but i knew that we had returned to this place well after we had been out of college. We started to pass through a building on the southern side of the street.

12023 October 04

I was running with other $G4 across the area, which seemed like the room of a building. We were heading to the northeast. I felt like i was having fun. I started following the marks on the ground, running from the house and coming to a set of green metal stairs. The stairs descended to the north, and i carefully walked down them, trying not to slip. The ground was covered with fall leafs, but the stairs seemed to have a little snow on them. I felt overly cautious, but i continued to focus on my steps, and though i could easily fall. I reached the bottom of the four or five steps and followed the stone path a few meters to the east, where another set of stairs descended. I became very slow as i started down these steps as well. The steps had a thin metal railing along the southern side. The railing was made of a simple L-shaped piece of metal on two poles, and it was painted light green, like the stairs. The stairs seemed to be simple strips of metal that ran across the width of the stair. There were two strips per stair. This set of stairs only had two steps, and it descended into the lawn. A stone retaining wall was on either side of the steps, and the wall continued to the north and south, forming a short wall at the eastern edge of the lawn. I could feel my feet slipping a little, so i focused on my steps, trying to be very careful. I then felt something tugging at the right side of my shirt. I looked back to see that the black drawstring of my sweatshirt had gotten caught on the vertical pole of the railing. I leaned to the southeast so that my torso was over the pole. Looking down, i could see that the lower part of the string was looped around the bottom of the pole. I felt annoyed, and i pulled it off with my right hand. I realized that no other $G4 were around me now. I thought that i had pulled ahead of one of the groups but was still not near the front of the pack. It seemed suddenly strange to be by myself on the run. I turned my attention back to the east, looking down at the steps. The ground around the steps now seemed to be covered with snow. As i reached the bottom of the steps, i could see that the land stopped. The steps now seemed to be facing north, and they descended into a gap in a retaining wall that seemed to be a drop-off. A ladder ran over the edge, and i could see a city street about five meters below where i was. At the bottom of the steps, i was about a meter below the top of the stone wall that the stairs had descended through. I could see a set of black U-shaped rings set into the stone wall to the east of the stair. The rings faced north on the wall. Something else seemed to be to the north of me, but i reached out to grab the black rings. I thought that the trail must head up to the top of the wall and continued to the south. As i started grabbing the rungs, i could hear the voices of others coming from behind me. I heard $A601’s voice as he chatted with two women. They approached me and came down the stairs just behind me. I pulled myself up on the rungs, focusing on the thick black rings to make sure that i did not slip. As $A601 came to the west of me on the steps, i pulled myself up and looked over the top of the stone wall, seeing the eastern end of a grassy lawn that ran south. The stone wall bordered the northern and eastern sides of the lawn. A large white building, which seemed like a small church or old town hall, sat in the southeastern corner of the lawn, directly to the south of me. The grassy ground was covered with snow, and the snow had many footprints where it had been trampled. I realized that, if i climbed back up, i would be just to the east of the path that i had followed to get to the stairs. This could not be the way that the trail went, because it would simply run back over itself. I started descending the rungs. I focused again on my right hand, which was holding on to one of the rungs. My hand seemed to slip a little as i climbed down and tried to get back to the green metal ladder that was below the steps. I stepped down carefully. A thin strip of grass was to the north of the wall. It was about two meters wide. A thinner strip seemed to run along the base of the eastern side of the wall, and it seemed to be only a half meter wide. A street was to the east, and i ran across it, heading for another building to the east. I was then in the northwestern side of a room of a building. The trail had run through the building. I looked over the ground, trying to find where we were to go. $A601 and the two women were near me, but i could not see them. Others seemed to be standing around the room. The room was bright, with bronzy-tan walls that seemed dimly lighted and a black floor. I could not see any marks on the floor. I moved a little to the southeast, moving away from the others. I noticed that someone had drawn some chalk on the black floor, making a decorative design of flowers in a narrow line that ran to the southeast. The design was worn, as though people had stepped over it a few times. I told the others that this was probably the trail, and i headed to the southeast. I passed through a doorway in the eastern end of the southern wall, coming into a large room, which also seemed to be a hallway. This building seemed like a hotel or government building. I searched the ground for other marks, and i saw another line of decorative flowers running toward the southeast. The flowers were drawn in thin pale-blue and pink lines, forming an intricate curly pattern that was about five centimeters wide and twenty centimeters long. I thought that the people who set the trail must have used these floral marks in the building so that they did not look as out of place as a regular trail marker. The mark was drawn on the black floor just to the southeast of me, just inside the eastern end of the doorway. I called to the people behind me, letting them know that i had found the trail marks. As i entered the center of the room, i was aware of a woman sitting behind a service counter that was in front of the eastern wall of the room. She seemed to be wearing a dull-yellow suit coat, and she seemed slightly hunched. Just to the south of the counter, two people sat cross-legged on the floor. They were dressed up in felt costumes, and they seemed to have puppets or animal dolls with them. The costumes and dolls were brightly colored. The young man on the southern side seemed to be dressed as a green frog, and the woman had a red cap with large yellow spots, making her look like a flower. I thought that they were from $G4, but they were dressed in child-like themes so that the people managing the building did not know that they were here to help the runners get through the building. They smiled happily at me, motioning discreetly to the east as i passed them. I nodded and smiled to them as i headed east, passing through a wide opening in the eastern wall and heading into another section of the lobby. The eastern section stretched more to the south than the section that i had been in, and i headed for a doorway that was in the eastern end of the southern wall. As i passed through the doorway, i stopped suddenly, realizing that i was now in a bedroom. A bed was against the northern wall of the room, just to the east of the doorway. It seemed unmade, with white sheets and a dark blanket bunched up near the southern edge. A desk or table was against the southern wall of the room. I looked at the center of the eastern wall, which was a large closet door. The door was dark-gray, with horizontal lines across it. It seemed like two doors that would slide apart from the center. I realized that i would not be able to leave this room heading to the east, so the trail must not have come into this room. I turned back to the north to leave. As i did, i heard the sound of a door closing. I stepped back through the doorway, noticing a door in the eastern wall, just to the northeast of me. The doorway i was in was in a small alcove on the southeastern side of the large lobby. The alcove was roughly cubical, and the bedroom was in the southern wall, which was flush with the southern wall of the main hall. A heavy door was in the eastern wall of the alcove. It looked like an outside door. I realized that the sound i must have heard was the door closing. I thought that $A601 must have left the building behind me while i was in the bedroom. A dull-dark-green rope mat was bunched up against the outside door. The northern end of the mat was higher against the door than the southern side. I thought that the person exiting must have caught the mat in the door and dragged it to the east. I pulled open the door and stepped outside. I was heading north, from the low stoop on the eastern end of the northern side of the building. The building seemed like a house. I was not sure where the other runners had gone, but i could see that the grassy lawn just outside the door was worn and flattened in a wide path that ran to the northeast, toward the intersection. I started jogging over the worn area, realizing that i had fallen behind the others. It now seemed that i was very far behind most of the runners, and i wondered how i had gotten so far behind. The dirt path led to the sidewalk just to the west of the intersection. As i reached the sidewalk, i started to run a little faster, but i slowed down as a large truck came from the west. I let the truck pass in front of me. It was a boxy tan vehicle, and i thought that it was an armored military vehicle. After the vehicle passed, i ran across the street. The side street seemed to end at the north-to-south street to the east of me. I could see runners running to the north along the sidewalk on the other street, so i thought that i would run to the northeast to try to join them. To the north of the street that i was on was a large field. It seemed to be about a hundred meters wide east to west and about five hundred meters north to south. The grass was green and shaggy, but not unmaintained. The grass on the western part of the field seemed to be taller, as though the grass was cut in different sections. The section near the road to the east seemed very low. I started to jog more quickly, thinking that i would look like a fast runner. I felt good running, and i wanted to catch up to the others. I was then aware of the people in the military vehicle who had stopped at the intersection to the southeast of me. They were turning to the north on the other road. I would not be able to run northeast and cross the main road until they passed, so i veered more to the north and ran over the grass. I felt good running, and i wondered if the people in the vehicle would think that i looked good running. I hoped that they did, and i tired to focus on my form. I continued running on the grass as the vehicle was passing me. I glanced to the northeast a few times, trying to see where the other runners were. I wanted to rejoin the group.

12023 October 05

I was talking to the other person in the room of the building, and i headed to the north to the outside wall. I felt amused with the conversation, but i had to do something. I climbed up a step, thinking that the person would be interested in the narrow window in the wall. The window had some hidden meaning, and i thought that the person, who seemed to be $A643, would find the secret interesting. The wall seemed to be very thick, and the window was set into the wall. The narrow slot was horizontal. I pulled myself up past the window to a second window. I was thinking that i needed to get outside the window, but the window above did not seem right. I lowered myself and looked at the narrow window. It was triangular. The eastern edge was about a deci tall, and the tip of the triangle ran slightly upward to the west. The window was about a meter and a quarter wide. I remembered that i had squeezed through the window before to get out. I could see that the window now had a screen, but, as i lowered myself back to the level of the narrow window, i had my right hand on the wooden frame of the screen, and it was loose. I had moved the screen and started pulling it from the window. Looking at the bare wood frame, i could see small clips near the bottom that held it in place. I removed the screen and looked at the opening. I knew that i had squeezed through it before, but it seemed very narrow now. The center of the window was too narrow to fit through, so i looked more closely at the eastern end. I put my hands up to the opening to gage the width. It seemed too small to fit through, even though i knew i had done it before. I thought that i might still be able to fit through it, but it would be a very tight squeeze, and i did not want to try to fit through the small space now. I started floating, thinking that i could get around the window by flying over the area. I was then hovering outside the building, to the east of the building. A small terrace garden was underneath me, and tall plants grew around the outside of the narrow window that i was now floating to the east of. I felt a little nervous about the height off the ground, which seemed to be quite a way down. I could not see the ground, but i was aware of the tan building to the west of me and another about ten meters to the east of me. The street below seemed more like a pedestrianway, and something about this place seemed like a foreign country. The tan buildings and large leafs of the plants under me made me think that this was somewhere in northern Africa or in the Middle East. I had to do something, but i was not quite sure how to do it. I tried to figure something out with the window to the west of me, but when i could not figure it out, i started floating to the east. I knew that i would be able to fly, but i was nervous about the height. I thought that i might fall to the street if i was not careful. I moved out over the opening, floating easily in the air. I made a small clockwise circle and then headed back toward the terrace. I felt that i had to be careful, thinking that i could only stay floating for a short time. A tall tree with a thin trunk was growing on the southeastern side of the terrace. It had wide round leafs, like a rubber-tree plant. I passed through some of its wide branches and moved toward the wall. I was aware of the large plant under me. It had a pudgy short trunk, like a tropical fern tree, and its leafs were large and rounded. One of the thick dark-green leafs curved over the plant, forming a concave pad that was about a meter and a half wide. I moved over it, thinking that, if i fell, i could land on the cushioning of the leaf. Something about the situation was bothering me. I felt that i was not able to do something, but i was glad that i had some safety in the plant under me.

I felt angry and tense as i walked stiffly to the south, across the center of the room. I was heading to the exit door of the building, which was in the center of the southern wall. The woman had been confronting me, and she move quickly to the eastern side of me, yelling at me. It seemed that we had been arguing about extremist beliefs. I was angry with the woman, because she had been focused on a specific belief, and she had accused me of not following her beliefs. I felt angry with her as she stood stiffly to the east of me and yelled, her head tipped slightly forward. She had shoulder-length blond hair and wore a light-tan or off-white suit coat over a white shirt. She seemed like Adeline from Grimm. I felt angry about her accusations, and i grabbed her shoulders and pushed her to the northeast. I yelled back at her, saying that the others would hate her too: “And you had sex with pagans!” A couch was against the eastern wall, and i pushed her down to the northern end of the couch. She fell backward, landing partly reclined on the couch, with her head to the northeast. As she landed i thought that the others would also hate me, so i added that the men would hate me for having dark hair. I wanted to convince her that neither of us would be fully accepted into her beliefs. As she lay on the couch, i was aware of the sound of someone behind me. I knew that the man had been sitting in the chair to the northwest of me, and i heard him stand up. I thought that he was going to confront me for being forceful with the woman. I felt annoyed, and i turned to look over my left shoulder. The man finished standing up and turned toward me. He was young, but he was bulky and a lot taller than i thought he would be. He grabbed my left arm and moved his left hip close to mine. I thought that he was trying to flip me and throw me to the floor. I lowered my weight as he pulled, resisting his attempt to throw me over his left leg. He was facing southwest, and i was facing north. As he tugged at my arm, i thought that i could kick out his back leg. I had to do something. Instead of kicking him, i fell backward, swinging my left foot between his legs and swinging it all the way to his head.

I was at the intersection of the two roads, which seemed like dirt roads. We were in a rural area, with green fields and scattered patches of trees. It seemed very sunny and bright out. The road that we had been on ran east to west, and we had done something just to the east of where we were. The dirt road was very wide, and the dirt was yellowish-tan and powdery. The road seemed to slope up hill slightly to the west, but from where i was standing, i could not see the hill. A patch of saplings and bushes grew up along the southern side of the road to the west of me, blocking my view. The other man with me was still to the north of me, standing to the west of the car that we had been driving. The car seemed to be a boxy jeep or SUV, and it was facing east. The second road ran to the south from where we were, and it met the other road with wide curving corners. Another truck came from the west. It seemed like a Humvee, and it started attacking us. The man to the north of me tried to defend by firing lasers back at the truck. I yelled to the man, saying that i would move the truck. I was in the truck that we had been driving, and i started driving to the south. I would have to get the truck out of the way. I thought that i could drive it a little way to the south to get it out of view of the people from the west. An old bridge was just to the south of me. Its flat deck was covered with dirt from the road. It had no structure above the road except for the rusty metal railings that ran along the eastern and western sides. To the south, the road ascended a steep hill. The land to the south had many trees. Through the leafs of the trees, i could see another truck descending the hill toward us. I would not be able to stop my truck on the bridge, or i would end up blocking the other vehicle from approaching. I was not sure what to do. I had to go back to help my friend fight the people from the west, but i wanted to get the truck out of the way. I felt indecisive. I drove the truck to the south, crossing the bridge. Just after the bridge, i saw a dirt pull-off on the western side of the road. It was shaped like a teardrop, with a very narrow northern end, about a meter from the southern end of the bridge. It then widened into a rounded area on the southern end. The round area was wide enough to fit a car, and the entire dirt pull-off was about two car lengths. I drove the car to the southern end of it, unsure whether i should park there. I decided that i should, and i started backing the car to the northwest. I looked to the south a few times to see how close the other truck was. I thought that it would have to come down the hill and then cross the small valley to the south of me. The valley seemed no more than a hundred meters wide. I looked over my right shoulder, to the northwest to see where the pull off was. A house was directly to the west of me. It had white wooden siding and seemed like an old house. A very narrow veranda ran across the eastern side of the house, and it seemed to have a short wall on the outside edge of it. A doorway with a screen door was in the wall at the southern end of the porch, and it had a small black wall lamp to the south of it. I had to be careful not to back into the house, which seemed to be to the west and northwest of me. I was surprised that i had moved so far to the south of the bridge. I had not expected to be in front of a house already. I pulled the car forward, driving onto the paved area to the east of the house. I noticed that the pull-off was now covered with small gray birds. They looked like geese or ducks. I hoped that they would move as i backed up, moving to the west even though the car was facing south. I then looked to the south as i moved forward again. Some of the gray birds were now on the hood of the car. I worried that i had hit some of them, but i remembered that i was driving slowly enough that i could not have harmed them. One of the birds looked like a gray pigeon. It lay on the hood, surrounded by a few other birds. Its feathers seemed out of place on its chest. I worried that i had hurt the bird, and i wondered if it was all right. I then thought that this did not make any sense. I had not driven through the birds, so the bird must have landed on the trunk. As i watched the gray pigeon-like bird, it lifted its head and glanced at me. It then adjusted itself and lied back down. I thought that it was acting hurt for some reason. I stopped the car for a moment, aware that i was fully off the road now. I was parked on a paved parking area that ran along the eastern side of the house. I thought that this parking area probably belonged to the house, so i would not be able to leave the car here. I tried to remember the parking area that i had seen. I remembered it surrounded by trees, so this could not be the parking area that i was thinking of. I felt a little frustrated. I thought that the dirt pull-off was still to the north of me, so i would have to back the truck up farther to get to it. I felt confused, though. This area did not seem to be the way i had just seen it. I did not remember the house being so close to the parking area, but i thought that it must have been just to the south of it. I looked to the southeast. A second house was just to the south of the first one. The other house was pale-orange and looked like a trailer home. It had an awning extending from the eastern side of the building, which was tipped so that the eastern side faced slightly to the southeast. The area under the awning seemed to be a carport, but it was filled with junk. I then noticed the small cat sitting in the pile of junk. It was on the northeastern end of the pile, which extended from the northeastern end of the carport. The kitten was fluffy and gray, with dark gray stripes. It sat crouched on the ground, looking in my direction. I then noticed some other kittens around it. I realized that the cats might attack the birds, and i hoped that the birds saw the cats and could get away. I then noticed a much larger cat reclined to the west of the kittens. It had its right hip on the ground and its back legs extended to the northwest. Its forearms faced east as it looked in my general direction. It seemed to have been cleaning itself. It was a slender cat. It was mostly white, but it had a large orange patch over its shoulders and extending down its left side and upper arm. It seemed very relaxed as it considered me. I remembered that i would have to pull the car off of the road. I felt confused, not sure where the house was to the west of me. I then hear the sound of the helicopter. I looked up and to the southeast. I was now standing to the east of my car, with the open driver’s door to the southeast of me. I seemed to be almost to the top of the hill that had run up the southern side of the valley. I spotted the brown helicopter moving overhead. It moved quickly and seemed very close. Its motion seemed jerky, and i thought that something was wrong. It did not quite have the shape of a helicopter. It seemed more like a rounded approximation of a helicopter. The main cabin was shaped like a pill, with a black indent that ran around the center. The tail was almost perfectly cylindrical and stuck straight out from the back of the vehicle. Two narrow cylinders ran underneath the helicopter to form landing skids. The vehicle moved more like a fly buzzing against a wall. I watched it move back and forth for a moment, thinking that something was wrong. I could then hear voices coming from the helicopter. They seemed very close, but i could not make out what they were saying. Someone seemed to be worried about something. I thought that someone must be in trouble. I looked up as the helicopter moved to the east of me. I noticed something hanging from the eastern side of it, and i thought that a person must be outside the vehicle. This situation did not make sense. I could see a person outside the helicopter, but the person seemed to be as large as the helicopter. The man had his arms and legs spread, and two white chords ran from his shoulders to the helicopter. He was suspended from the side of the vehicle, but he seemed worried about falling. He yelled to the others to help him. I started to worry that something was wrong, and i worried that he would fall. This scene did not make sense, and i wondered why it was happening. The person sounded as though he was in trouble. The helicopter moved back to the east, and i watched it, worried that the man might fall. The cables then disappeared, and the man fell. I watched him fall to the ground, landing with a heavy thud to the southeast of me. He landed in the back of a large flat-bed truck. The dark truck seemed to be a construction vehicle, and it had metal poles that looked like scaffolding in the back. The truck was on the southern side of a square parking lot, which seemed to be to the northeast of the intersection of Tower and Judd Falls. The truck was facing west. I thought that the man could not have survived. A man in a white hard had stood up near the front of the bed of the truck, looking east in surprise. I heard a woman say something and then saw her move to the eastern side of the truck from the east. She had a few others with her. I stood in the doorway of my car, not sure what to do. I still had to move my car, but i thought that i should help the man. I felt indecisive for a moment, but i decided i should see if the people who had seen the man fall needed any help. I knew that i could do nothing for the man. I moved toward him, but as i started toward the truck, i saw the man stand up and lean against the railing at the back of the truck. He raised his arms, letting people know that he was all right. This did not make sense. He should not have survived the fall. He wore a bright-yellow T-shirt, which had black writing on the front, and a pair of blue jeans. He hunched over the railing with a smile, as though exhausted but exuberant from his fall. I stopped, aware that something was not right with this situation. I thought that the man must have special abilities that allowed him to survive the fall. I then felt suspicious of the man, thinking that this situation was a set-up for a trap. I thought that the man’s fall was arranged to get others in the area close to the truck. I tried to think of what was going on. I then remembered about the battle to the north of me. I thought that the man or woman was secretly psychic. The man with the abilities who had fallen from the brown thing was unaware of the other’s special psychic abilities. I thought that the two people would battle each other, but the person with the powers, who now seemed to be the Scarlet Witch, did not know that the other person had psychic abilities. The Scarlet Witch was very powerful, but the other person would be able to steal her power because Scarlet Witch did not know about the psychic powers. This was how Jean Grey would become the Phoenix in this version of the story. It was a retelling, and it would end this story and set up the story for Dark Phoenix.

I was near the western wall on the northern end of the room. Something seemed wrong, and i felt awkward, as though i were injured or sick. The northern wall of the room was covered with small posters and other items. Something about them seemed important. I moved through a doorway in the northern end of the western wall and stopped just inside the other room. The other room seemed like a small kitchen, with counters on the eastern and western walls. Something was wrong, and i leaned against the eastern wall just to the south of the doorway. I hunched over and crouched down. When i looked up again, i could see the pale-blue northern wall to the northeast of me, in the other room. It was now blank. The papers had been removed from it. Something was wrong. I realized that time had changed, and i wondered how long i had been here. I rested my arms on my knees, feeling uncomfortable. I continued looking at the northern wall of the other room, realizing that it was now being repainted or repaired. A light was shining on the wall, and scaffolding seemed to be up in the room. I could only see part of the scaffolding near the northern wall. I was aware of the others in the room to the east, but they were out of my view. Something seemed wrong, but i could not do anything. I coughed, feeling something in my throat. $F69 then came into view. She was doing something to paint the western end of the northern wall. She reached to do something on the short part of the western wall that was to the north of the doorway, and he looked back to see me on the floor. She smiled and greeted me. I felt uncomfortable. I had a paper towel in my right hand, and i started to wipe the perspiration off of my forehead and face. $F69 glanced at me as she spoke to the others in the main room. She had noticed me, but she did not seem concerned of my condition.

12023 October 06

I crossed the room, heading to the east. My father’s mother was to the east of me, and she seemed to be watching me do something. It seemed that i had just woken up. I moved some clothes from the surface to the south of me to the north of me. I was in the small bedroom, which seemed to be on the western side of the house. I thought about my relatives, who seemed to be downstairs. I was then back in the dining room of the house. My father’s mother came from the east and stopped near me. I looked back across the dining room to the west of me. The southern end of a tan wood table was to the west of me. The table seemed well polished and made of thin wood. A thin chair with a high back was to the south of the table, pulled out from the table. I had set up the dining room for the meal, and i thought this would surprise my father?s mother. She seemed to take in the scene as she stood to the southeast of me. I started back to the west when my father came from the east. He mentioned that we had to take the dog for a walk. I pictured the neighborhood to the south of us, thinking that we could walk the dog there. It seemed that it would take a bit of time, and i wondered if we would really do it.

12023 October 07

I sat down in one of the chairs that was against the southern wall of the room. My mother seemed to be to the west of me. I felt as though we had come here and had been waiting for something. The chair seemed to be a fake wicker chair. Its frame was thick, and instead of natural wicker, it had rough plastic chords wrapped around the thicker wood of the chair frame. The chords were mostly white, but red and blue chords were mixed in, giving the chair a mottled color. Several chairs seemed to be stacked up to the west of me, against the wall, and a few were unstacked to the east. I felt a little tense as we waited. I was not quite sure why i was here. $F71 seemed to be near me, and he said something to me. I shifted in the chair, trying to get comfortable. I was then walking into the center of the room, to the northeast. The room was filled with people who were all waiting to meet the man. I felt indifferent toward the man, but i had been told that i should meet him. I moved through the crowd of people. A group of people started talking to some of the people with me. The others stood to the north of us. Someone then asked me the woman’s name. I tried to remember the woman’s name, but i was having trouble remembering. I pictured her as a short woman with shoulder-length red hair. I then remembered that she used to hang out with $A634, and i remembered her name, but i was not sure. I said her name to the others. I tried to picture her with $A634. I remembered seeing her when we used to do things together. People moved through the room, and someone said something about the man to the west. A person to the north of me had a large painted portrait of a man. The portrait included only his head and shoulders. He had an oval face with very short white hair. He did not smile in the picture, and i knew that he was the important man that the others were waiting to see. Something about him made him seem interesting to the others. We then started moving to the west. The man had said that we could see him. I thought that he had chosen our group specifically, but i felt uninterested in meeting him. I knew that everyone was excited about the man, but i did not think that he was anything special. He seemed very influential and maybe wealthy, but i was not interested in him. I wondered what i would say when i got to meet him, though. I did not want to seem ungrateful for the chance to meet him. Someone then asked about the woman again. I mentioned that her name was Donna, but then i remembered that this was not correct. I thought that her name might be Jennifer, and i pictured her as the red-haired woman who was always in the small group with $A634.

I moved to the eastern end of the narrow room, which was a small kitchen with an narrow island counter in the center. Counters ran along the upper and lower parts of the southern wall, and a refrigerator seemed to be to the west. We had to clean up everything that as in the room so that we could move. It seemed that we had to get everything out of this place and move it to another place soon. I looked at the wooden shelfs that were along the eastern end of the northern wall. The shelfs continued along the northern end of the eastern all, and they contained many small books and other items. I thought that we would need to pack all of the items in boxes. It seemed as though we did not have a lot of time to do this, and i felt anxious about doing it. My father came from the west. He seemed to enter the room through a doorway in the western end of the southern wall. He said something about the things that we needed to pack up. I told him that we still had to get everything together, saying that we did not have enough things packed up already. I moved to the east, noticing several cardboard boxes stacked together on the southern end of the counter on the eastern wall. I thought that we could start packing the things from the high shelfs to the southeast in the boxes. I felt frustrated as i moved toward the boxes. As i approached the boxes, my mother came out of the a doorway in the eastern end of the southern wall. The doorway led to a closet, and the closet seemed to run to the east of the doorway. My mother said something to me as i held a box in my left hand. I responded, turning back to the west and walking along the counter. I would have to start parking things in the box. I felt anxious about getting everything packed. I felt that we did not have enough time to get everything together. The counter to the south of me had an open space under it. The counter seemed to be a sink, and the open space seemed to be where the pipes ran. I reached under the eastern end of the space to grab something, but a large white trash bag was hunched over the black thing that i was trying to get. I tried to put something in the black bag, but the white bag of trash kept leaning in the way. I pushed it out of the way, saying something to my mother.

12023 October 08

I walked to the north along the short stone wall that was on the southern side of the street. I was following the other man, who was $A103. We had been talking with some others to the west, but we had to go someplace to the east. It seemed that i had done this quite often, but $A103 was following me this time. The street seemed old and covered with dry crystalline dirt. The stone wall was also old. It was made of flat stacked stones and was about a meter tall. It had a flat stone surface on the top. A small quaint stone house seemed to be on the northern side of the road. I knew that an older woman lived here, and i thought that i had to check her mailbox, which was just to the south of the stone wall, to the southeast of me. I said something to $A103 as i stepped through an opening in the stone wall. A set of stone steps steeply descended to the south on the other side of the opening, and the mailbox was in a stone column just to the east of the top of the stairs. I felt nervous about the stairs, knowing that there was nothing on the eastern side of the stairs. The stairs did not seem to have a railing, and the drop-off to the east seemed very high. I rested my chest on the wall and column where the mailbox was, and i reached into the opening of the mailbox with my right hand. The opening faced south. I could feel a single piece of mail there, so i pulled it out. $A103 had continued walking to the east, so i called to him to stop him. He turned and looked at me. He then commented on what i was doing, saying that i should do it differently. He said that the stone column would tip. I knew that he wanted me to go down the stairs and reach into the mailbox from the front, but i felt nervous of the high edge. I started to tell him that the drop-off was very high and that the stairs had no railing to them.

The man to the north of me put some pirogies on the plate that i was holding in my hand. He placed one on the place. The pirogies seemed rather small, but i knew that we were only allowed to have one per serving. Another person stood to the north of me as the man server. The man was standing to the south of a serving cart or buffet table. The cart had a glass sneeze guard over it. The man serving said something to me, saying that i could have more than one pirogies. He scooped several more out of the tray and put them on my plate. I felt awkward having more than one, and i thought that i could share them with the others. Looking at the pirogies on the plate, i could see that some were very oddly shaped. One was long and thin, running north to south on the northern part of the plate. Two men then came from the east. They were T-shirts that had the sleeves torn off, and they seemed very well built. I knew the men. They were $A849 and $A850. I thought that i should share some of the food with them.

12023 October 10

I stopped as the change occurred. The area around us became confused, and different people seemed to swap places. As the effect faded, i realized that the two location had overlapped in space and then shifted back into place. I told this to the person standing to the east of me as i faced north. I tried to focus on the areas, picturing them in my mind. The areas were square rooms, and one was to the east of the other. The rooms had people in them, so i knew that the people must have overlapped as well. I stood near the western wall of the eastern room, looking to the north and trying to figure out how the overlap worked. It seemed that i had been to the northwest of me, in the next room to the west. I remembered doing something. I turned to the east to try to figure out how the overlap happened. I described to the others that the things in the room had merged and then separated, but the details of the room had been affected. I thought that the overlap should have caused small pieces of the room to get mixed up. I imagined that patterns would form in the room where the overlap occurred. I moved around, wondering what this would be like. I then moved to the west. A group of people was now to the north of me. They were huddled together as if posing, and they were facing south, toward me. The men in the front of the group were crouched down. Two of the men on the southeastern side of the group were wearing shorts, and i could see that the skin of their legs was a mix of different shades. There seemed to be no pattern, but their skin and even their clothing was mottled with small rounded oddly shaped patches of shadings. I thought that the overlap would not only affect the things in the room but had affected the people. People of different skin color had been in the room, and their skin colors had mixed together. I thought that this was a nice effect, but then i wondered how we would keep this effect up during the rest of the show. It would be hard to constantly have to keep track of the makeup required to create the effect. I stood back up as people started to transition again. Sam Beckett was to the northeast of me, but his figure was ghostly. I realized that the people had shifted out of their bodies again and were moving around between the two areas. I could see the images of people leaving bodies that were not their own. A woman was to the northwest of Sam, and the ghostly figure that came out of her was not the same person as the woman. I watched the ghosts move around the room. I then noticed a body to the north that matched the woman. The woman’s ghost moved into the body, just as another woman to the southeast of her moved into her own body. I realized that the ghosts had been mixed up, but it was also possible for them to switch back to their normal bodies. I watched some of the other ghosts move back to their own bodies. I was now in a corridor that ran to the north. The corridor seemed to run through the center of a building, and the rooms to the east and west of me seemed to be small shops. I saw Sam move into his own body to the northeast of me. I then moved backward to the south, moving down the corridor. A woman to the northwest of me moved to her own body, but she seemed surprised when she got there. Someone else had already moved into the body. I thought that she would have to find another body to be in, because the shift was settling back to a normal state. I stopped near the southern end of the corridor, which seemed to open up to a wider brighter area to the south. Two people moved into their bodies just to the north of me. A woman came down the corridor from the north. She had been heading to one of the body of the eastern person to the north of me, but someone had just moved into that body. She seemed distressed, not sure what to do. She was a tall thin woman with rounded hair that came down to her chin. She stood for a moment, not sure what to do. I knew that she would have to go back to someone else’s body until the next shift. She turned to the northeast and started moving toward the shop in the eastern wall. The shop seemed to be a pub, and i could see Sam Beckett standing at the western end of the bar than ran along the northern wall. He leaned on the bar with his elbows as he held a glass in his right hand. I thought that he had been here before the shift, but i remembered him moving during the shift. I thought that he must have been returned to this location. This did not make sense, though. I thought i remembered him moving back into his own body, so there would have been no reason for him to shift back to his original position. He wore blue jeans and a heavy button up shirt, which seemed to be light blue. I could tell that his body did not have anyone in it, and the woman was heading toward him. This seemed strange. I moved to the northwest with the woman as she entered Sam’s body. I then saw two other ghosts come out of a wall to the northwest of me. They seemed surprised and distress. I thought that they were trying to find bodies as well. The seemed to be dressed in old Victorian dresses and hats. Their white images suddenly shifted to the northeast and disappeared through the wall. I wondered if they were being dragged back to the nearest empty bodies as the shift settled back to normal. I turned my attention back to Sam’s body, which was now standing erect and looking to the west. I suddenly wondered if the two woman could be thrown out of the area because they had not been in bodies in time. I wondered if this was something serious.

12023 October 11

I stood up from my desk and walked to the window in the western wall of the small room. I had just taken a break from work to look out the window. I looked to the southwest, noticing a group of people in red robes walking down the street, which ran along the western side of the narrow yard. My driveway met the road just to the southwest of the house, and the people turned into the driveway. They wore scarlet robes with matching hats. The robes had thin pleats down the shoulders and had black trim running down the chest. The hats seemed to be of different shapes, but most seemed puff. Some were round, and some were oblong. A few seemed like mortarboards. The man leading the way was large, with a square face and white hair. He wore a puffy hat that seemed like a mushroom cap. A person just behind him had a round cap that had thin pleats running up the sides of the hat. I knew that these people were from the local church, and they were walking in my driveway to knock on my door. I felt annoyed. I quickly backed away from the window and moved into the center of the room. The room seemed to be an attic room, with sloping ceilings on the southern wall. The wall to the south was pale tan and seemed to be covered with wallpaper. My desk was along the southern wall, and it seemed like a simple wooden table. A crane-neck lamp was in the southwestern corner of the room, attached to the western side of a small set of shelfs. The shelfs were held up by thin dull-black metal curves. The light was dim, so i though that i did not have to worry about the church people seeing it from outside. I felt panicked. I had turned off the music as i finished work, so there would be no sound to let them others know that i was in the house. I did not want to have to talk to them, so i thought that i would stay in the room and not answer when they knocked. I moved to the doorway in the center of the eastern wall and listened. I tried to think of anything that would give away my presence in the house. I thought that the people would be arriving at my door, which seemed to be on the eastern side of my house, but i did not hear them. I listened carefully, thinking of anything else i might have left on in the house. I thought that the only light i had on was in the room where i was working, and that was not bright enough to be seen outside the house. I then thought i heard the sound of faint talking. I wondered if i had left the radio on in the lower room. I felt nervous about this, and i cautiously walked to the east, out of the room. I stepped out onto a deck, which seemed to be on the second floor of the house. I thought that i could hear singing, and i wondered if the people were a chorus from the church. The deck below me had wooden planks on the floor, and thin metal poles that supported a flat metal bar on the top formed the railing along the eastern side. Midway up the poles, a metal cable ran. I could hear the sound of the chorus singing, but they sounded distant. If they were singing at my doorstep, i thought that they would be directly under the deck that i was on. I cautiously stepped to the east, trying not to be seen over the railing too easily. I could not see anyone on the dirt ground below me. I then realized that the sound of the chorus was coming from the south of me. A large apartment building was to the southeast of the house i was in. The building seemed plain and flat on the northern side. The yard to the east of my house was flat and mostly dirt, with mostly leafless trees lining the southern side. Just inside the treed area, the land sloped down steeply about two meters before leveling off to the south. The apartment building was about five meters from the slope. The western end of the building seemed to be to the south of the middle of my house. I thought that the chorus must have gone to the front of the apartment building, where were on the southern side of the building. I felt curious. I moved to the southwest to get around the apartment building. I could hear the voices of people in the chorus. A few people were walking with me to the south, down a worn dirt path that rounded the side of the apartment building. Someone was talking in front of the building, and i thought that the chorus must have just finished singing. I felt disappointed that i had missed it, and i felt a little curious as to why. I remembered that i had been avoiding them, and i wondered if it was a good idea to show up at their performance. As i passed the western end of the large white cement building, i heard the sound of a woman’s voice. She was $K40. I remembered that she was part of the church chorus, and i wanted to see her, but i worried that i had missed her singing. As i rounded the southeastern corner of the building, i could see part of the lawn in front of the apartment. Something about the scene seemed old, as though the colors were faded or reddened. The ground sloped down from the front of the building, and old thick trees grew on the western end of the slope, blocking most of my view. The slope seemed to be filled with people who had gathered to watch the music. A woman near me was standing near the trunk of a large tree, which seemed like a tall pine tree. She held a drink in her right hand as she looked to the southeast. He had shoulder-length bleached blond hair that was rounded into a late sixties hairstyle. Her also wore a simple knee-length dress that seemed to be from the same period. I could hear $K40 finishing her speech, and i felt anxious about missing the show.

12023 October 12

$Z and i were at the festival, traveling in a loop around the city area. I knew that we had been to several other parts of the festival, and i pictured them to the south and east of where were now. I sat on the ground, facing northwest, watching something that seemed like a small concert. A crowd was around us. I talked to $Z as i stood up and proceeded to the west with some other people. It was time for us to move to the next performance. We were then in an area to the west, and it seemed later. I was then in a smaller room with $Z and some other people. The shows were over, and it was time for us to head back home. I reached into my pockets for things, and i realized that i could not find my car key. I thought that it should be in the right pocket of my pants. I could feel other things in the pocket, but i did not have the key with me. I remembered having the key when we were sitting at the concert on the northern side of the area. I remembered sitting on the ground with my knees up. I had been wearing tan baggy pants, and i remembered having the black fob in my right hand and putting it in my right pocket. I wondered if it had fallen out on the grass as we sat. I told $Z that i had lost my key. I felt annoyed, and i thought that i would have to go back to the area where we had watched the concert to look for it. I also knew that i would not be able to drive my car, which was parked in an area to the west. I faced north-northeast as i spoke to $Z, who was to the east of me. I felt upset and not sure what to do. I was also aware that some of my relatives were in the room. My parents seemed to be to the west and southwest of me. I felt confused. I realized that we were back at a house, which means that we must have driven my car here. I pictured the light gray car and wondered how i could drive it without the key. Something did not make sense. A bed was in the room to the north of me, making this room seem like a hotel room. I thought about the key, thinking that we would have to go back out to get it. I wondered if the people at the concert might have turned it in. I wondered if i could ask people if anyone found a key. I then wondered how i had been able to drive my car back here. Something did not make sense.

I entered the building through the door in the center of the northern wall, entering into what appeared to be a basement maintenance room. The room had a high ceiling, and the walls were covered with thick pale-green tiles that were about two decis square. I started to head to the south, along the western wall of the room. I seemed to be walking on a raised walkway along the wall. The walkway seemed to be cement, and it had metal railings of round pipe that was about five centimeters in diameter. I had passed someone who was sitting near the landing, on the northern side of the room. The person had asked a question, and i stopped to respond. A second person was sitting on the northeastern side of the room. The second person was a teacher, and he seemed like $A75. The first person seemed like $A199. They both seemed to wonder why i had come to this place at this time. I thought that i was supposed to be out of the building this day. This building now seemed like a school. I remained facing south, but i turned my torso to the east as i responded to the people, joking about forgetting something. I thought that i had left something here that i needed to retrieve. The teacher asked about something. I was aware that i had a backpack slinged over my left shoulder. I felt that i was late for class, but i had to do something, and i mentioned this to the teacher, joking about the situation. I then headed to the east. I seemed to pass through a doorway in the western all, and i headed to the south, into a room on the southern side of the building. The room seemed like a cafeteria. The main room was to the east of me, and i was in a small wing that extended farther to the west, along the southern wall. The southern wall of the room was tall and seemed to be a large multipane window. I stopped in the room. A man was sitting on the eastern side of a small square table that was against the southern wall. I said something to him as i stood in the room. Other students seemed to be around the cafeteria to the east of me.

I held the bent sheet of clear plastic in my hands, turning it in several directions to look at it. It was a rigid sheet that was about a half centimeter thick and a little larger than a sheet of paper. It had been folder in half, and it bowed slightly around the crease. I turned it over looking at it. I then was holding a different sheet of plastic. This one was folded in three sections. The two creases were parallel to each other and were about five or six centimeters apart, and they crossed the center of the long dimension of the paper. I turned the folded sheet over, noticing that the sheet flexed at the creases so that the two ends could be opened up. The two ends were longer than the space between them, though, so they could not be folded shut. Something about this piece of paper seemed concerning. I turned it over so that the ends were facing away from me, to the northwest. I held my arms out at full length to reach the plastic, and the other two sheets seemed to be just beyond them. I knew that this sheet was different, and it should not replace the other two. I was supposed to do something with the two sheets that had the single fold, and i was confused as to why the other sheet was here.

12023 October 14

I moved to the east, toward the exit door of the rustic cabin. $F71 was standing just to the south of the door, which as in the northern half of the eastern wall of the building. The lower halfs of the walls seemed to be made of unfinished wood, but the upper parts seemed to be filled with screens. $F71 pushed the door open and stepped out, but he stopped just to the southeast of the doorway and held the door open. The door swinged to the south. He told me that the flooding from the rains had killed eight Nazis who were going to training camp. I remembered the flooding, and i thought it was strange that $F71 had told me this. I shrugged as i passed through the doorway and passed $F71, thinking that it seemed logical for the bad guys to be killed. I wanted to comment to $F71 that no one would care about the story. I stopped outside. It was night, and a single-lane dirt road ran to the north along the eastern side of the cabin. The area to the east of the road was dense with trees and low leafy undergrowth. I turned to the west and started following $F71 along the northern side of the cabin. We had to get something from the place to the west. I said something to $F71, and he replied. I stopped suddenly, not sure where we were going. To the south of me, a man rolled over on a bed, which was just inside the screened wall of the cabin. He was shirtless, and i thought that we might have been disturbing his sleep. His head was to the west, and he had been lying on his back, but he rolled over to sleep on his front. We continued to the west. I turned to the south, entering the western side of a rectangular room. I had to get my things together here.

12023 October 15

I was in the room on the western side of the area when someone said something about $F67. The person had said that she was gone. I felt worried about this, thinking that $F67 had died. I moved around in the room, feeling concern. I had not heard directly that she had died, but i knew that she had. I turned to the west and moved back across the northern side of the room. I realized that i would not be able to sit around the camp fire with $F67 and $F66. I thought that these events might be ending now that $F67 was dead.

I was doing something on the eastern side of the bedroom, which seemed like the small bedroom at the top of the stairs on the eastern side of my parents’ farmhouse. I had been staying here, and i was cleaning up some things. As i turned over some clothing in my hands, i saw the cat on top of the dresser to the southeast of me. The dresser was against the southern wall of the room, and the skinny young cat had just jumped up to the eastern side. The cat was mostly orange with large white patches. The cat looked at me, and i thought that it was annoyed with me. It turned to the northeast and scowled at me. I knew that it was still upset with me. I then realized that the cat was defecating on the dresser. Its back end was hidden from my view by a rounded object, like a lamp, on the eastern end of the dresser. I yelled at the cat, but it did not move. I then thought that i should throw something at it. The cat turned to the west and move away from me a little. It then stopped again and turned its back to the south. I knew that it was defecating again. I tried to get the clothing out of my hand so i could grab one of the pillows from the bed behind me, but i was having trouble getting rid of the clothing. I finally grabbed a pillow as i yelled at the cat again. By the time i threw the pillow, it was already jumping off the western end of the dresser. The dresser had a white cloth over the top, and the cloth had rounded tubing running north to south. I felt annoyed with the cat. I would have to find something to clean up the poop. I knew that we were only staying in this place, even though it was my parents’ farmhouse. My parents no longer lived here. I turned to the north and walked into the next room to get something to clean up the feces. I was then in the western end of a living room, which i seemed to have entered from a wide opening in the center of the western wall. To the south of me was a low cabinet with a standing lamp to the west of it. I bent over to pick up something in the room. I then started gathering something else from the room. As i stood up, i noticed a white gemstone on the floor under the base of the lamp. The lamp seemed to have three brass-colored feet. I was bent over with my head to the west, so i reached out with my left hand and picked up the gemstone. It was clear and seemed to be in a metal frame. It seemed strange that we had missed the piece of jewelry on the floor when we were here before. I knew that we had cleaned everything out of the house after my grandmother had died, so i thought that it was strange that we had missed the jewelry. I continued doing something in the center of the room. I then realized that i had been distracted by what i was doing in the room. I said something to my mother, who had headed to the east form the dresser to the south of me. I remembered that i had come into this room to get something to clean up the cat’s poop, but i had been distracted by something else that i was doing. As i started back to the west, i looked at the bottom of the lamp to the south of me, noticing that another piece of jewelry was on the floor, just under the northern side of the base of the lamp. The second gemstone was not under the lamp when i had picked up the first, so it had just appeared there. I thought that might be why we had missed the first gem when we were cleaning the house before. I thought that the gems might be falling out of the lamp as i bumped the gray plastic frame of the lamp’s post. I wondered if my grandmother had been hiding her jewelry in the stem of the lamp. I picked up the lamp from the lower part of the stem and tipped it over. The base of the lamp had a round gray disk over the bottom of it. I sat down on something to the northeast of me and unscrewed the bottom of the lamp. I thought that the jewelry might be in the thick pole that supported the standing lamp. The pole was about a half deci thick. I pulled off several sections of the bottom of the lamp, but i could not see anything. I remembered again that i was supposed to be getting something to clean up the poop from the dresser in the room to the south. I stood up, picking up the two pieces of jewelry that i had placed on the floor to the north of me. The pieces of the lamp were still in my lap as i faced west. I looked at the white piece of jewelry. It seemed to be a cheap plastic fleur. It did not seem to the real piece of jewelry that i remembered picking up. I was aware of my mother to the southeast of me, and i thought that i should tell her about the pieces of jewelry. As i picked up the second piece, i thought that it was costume jewelry as well. Something seemed strange. I then noticed a set of earrings on the floor to the northeast of me. I backed to the east a little to pick them up. I seemed to remember the earrings from before. I thought that we had left them here when we moved out. The earrings were near the northwestern corner of a grey rug, which had corrugations running north to south. The western end of the rug seemed to be just on the western side of the room, and another gray rug was to the west of it. The western rug was centered under a dining-room table. The table was a thick modern wood design. I said something to my mother as i looked over the rug to the north of me. I realized that several other pairs of earrings were still laid out on the rug. I thought that my mother had put them out when we were leaving this house. I wondered why the new owners of the house had not taken the jewelry. One set of earrings had long metal pendants with a round red jewel set into the bottom. The jewel was only a little bit larger than the rest of the rectangular pendant. The rectangular part seemed silver. It was about three millimeters wide and about a centimeter long. It had a black indent running down the center. The metal frame around the gem at the bottom was about a millimeter wider than the rectangle above it. I thought about the new owner, who seemed like an older woman. She seemed slender with short white hair. I picked up the pairs of earrings, noticing others as i plucked one pair off of the rug. I thought that we still had to clean up our things before we left this place. We had been staying here, even thought we no longer belonged here, so i thought that we should clean up everything to be polite to the new owner. I then thought that i still had to clean up after the cat.

I moved to the southeast, approaching the bench on the northern side of the table. A few others had started to gather. They seemed like $G3. As i sat down, though, the table around me was filled with people. Most of them were facing south, even those on the southern side of the table. A man was talking to the south of me. He was running the meeting, and he seemed unsure about what to do. He said that he had not submitted an agenda for the meeting. I remembered that we had an agenda for the last meeting we had, where we had elections. It seemed that we had to elect someone for this meeting as well. I looked up to the southeast. The man was sitting on the southern side of the next table to the south, facing north. He glanced over at me in question. I told him that he did not need an agenda for the meeting. I said that he could just start the elections.

12023 October 17

I arrived at the area where the others were gathering. This place seemed like a school building, but the people gathering here were older. I thought that this was some kind of reunion event. I headed to the south, into the building, entering on the eastern side of a large room. Others were already here. I felt a little out of place as i moved north along the eastern wall, looking at the others. I thought that i recognized some of the people in the room, and i wondered if any of the people i went to high school with would be here. I then noticed $A794 to the southeast of me, moving north, through the crowd. I thought that she was probably here to manage the event. I started moving to the south, wondering what i should do. I felt a little out of place. I ran the fingers of my left hand through my hair, realizing that i had let it grow in the front. I wondered if it looked messy. I turned to the east, noticing that i could see my reflection in the glass window. My hair seemed longer than normal, but the section over the left side of my face was puffy and stuck out a little from my head. I thought that it was probably not combed well, so i tried to run my fingers through it to get it flattened. I realized that it had been a long time since i had carried a comb with me. The hair seemed fuzzy and snarled, but i pulled at it, trying to get it to lay flat. Some of it fell over my eyes as i moved to the south again, walking around the people in the room and heading toward the hallway that ran from the center of the southern wall. As i approached the hallway, i realized that i was not able to see well. The hair had fallen over my eyes and was blocking my view. Everything seemed dark. I parted the hair, thinking that i could not keep wearing it over my eyes. I pulled at the hair that was over my face, pulling it to the sides and tucking it under the edges of the hair by the side of my head. I thought that i could tuck it under the hair on the sides to keep it out of the way. I wandered down the hallway, passing a few people who had come for the reunion event. I knew that the people on the southern side of the building were celebrating the reunion, but i thought that they were of different class years that i was from. I thought that the people in the northern room were closer to my grad years, and the older classes were in the southern part of the building. I would not be able to eat or celebrate with the people in the southern area, but i wanted to wander through the area to see what was there. The corridor opened up into a wider and brighter hall with very high ceilings. A corridor ran off to the west. I continued to the south, passing someone who was near the western wall, just to the south of the intersection. A large glass window was in the western wall of the hallway, and it looked into a large room where the swimming pool was. I talked to the person that was walking with me as we moved to the south, saying something about the food on the long table on the other side of the window. The long table was against the western side of the glass, and it was filled with different types of food. I could see several people moving back and forth between the table and the pool. I knew that i would not be able to stay with this group, because they were from a different part of the reunion. I continued to the south, into a larger section of the building. The hall opened up into a small atrium, with classrooms along the southern wall. The walls seemed to have brightly colored decorations on them. I thought about heading back to the other part of the reunion, but i suddenly remembered that i did not bring the food tickets with me. I pictured them on my dresser at home, and i felt upset that i had forgotten them. I turned to the east and was then heading back to the north. I realized that i would not be able to eat here, because i did not have tickets, but i wondered if they would let me get some food anyway. I thought that i would have to leave this place and simply head back. I wondered if $A794 would let me get food anyway, because she knew that i was part of this group. I felt discouraged, though, as i headed back through a smaller room, heading for the door in the northern wall. I pushed open the door and was outside the building. This seemed to be a door just to the east of the door i had entered before. A cement platform was just outside the door, with a metal railing to the north. $Z followed me out the door and stopped to the west of me. I said something to him as i looked around. Some people came from the east, ready to enter the building for the reunion. I focused on the second person from the west, recognizing her as $A645. She had long black curly hair, and she was talking to someone just to the east of me. A large man stood to the west of her. I recognized him, but i did not know him. I knew that he was $A645’s new boyfriend though. I pointed $A645 out to $Z, saying that i knew her. I then greeted her. $Z said something about $A645 and moved toward her to hug her hello. He then paused, turning to me and asking if i knew her as a confirmation. I thought that i did not really know her that well anymore, but i had known her quite well a long time ago. I was not as familiar with he man to the north of me, though. $A645 moved to the northeast of me, to the south of the man, and reached to hug $Z, who was still to the west of me. Looking at $A645, i realized that she was not wearing a shirt. Her chest seemed flat, which i thought was strange. I looked at her face, suddenly suspicious if she had become a man. Her face seemed longer than it used to, and it sagged a little with age, but it still seemed like her face. She hugged $Z and then backed away. I looked at the man who had been with her. He was still to the north of us, but he moved to the west. The scene seemed to shift. $A645 was still to the left of me, but she now seemed to be to the south of me as the man with her spoke. He was to the west of us. He seemed taller than i, and he had around face with dark hair. He had a short black beard and mustache. As he walked to the southwest of us, he described something about himself. The scene around him changed to match what he was demonstrating. He was showing us his talents. As he circled to the south of us, he leaned back, reclining on a raised surface that seemed to be an old tree stump. The area behind him became dark, with dark red and orange streaks. He raised his right arm and sang a few words. I thought that he was a good singer, and i realized that he had several good talents. I felt a little jealous, realizing that i was never a good singer when i was with $A645. I thought that he actually had many of the talents that i did not have. He remained to the south of us as a scene opened up to the southeast. Birds flew over his head as part of the scene, and they passed to the east, flying low over the water that was now to the southeast of us. $A645 was to the east of me, watching the man to the south of us. I felt a little disheartened, thinking that he was simply better at things that i was. I wondered if $A645 had the same thought. As the ducks glided to the smooth water of the lake and landed to the southeast of us, the lyrics of a song ran though my head: “He’s everything you want. He’s everything you need.” I felt a little jealous of what the man could do. The lake opened up into a picturesque scene to the southeast. Steep mountain walls stretched up from the sides of the lake. I could not see the tops of the mountains, but i could see that they formed a rounded area to the southwest for the lake. A section of mountain extended to the north, just to the south of us. It was dark and seemed covered with trees. The lake ran along the eastern side of it. Beyond the peninsula, i could see the curved southeastern wall of the lake, where the rocky cliffs of the mountains rose. Something about the area seemed beautiful. I knew that this was an area from $A645?s memory. It seemed to be someplace special for her. I seemed to recognize the rock slope along the southeastern and eastern sides of the lake, and i told her that it looked like a place in the Adirondacks. I asked her if it was the Adirondacks. She seemed distracted, watching the man to the southwest of us. She did not look away from him as she told me that it was not the Adirondacks. I felt saddened, knowing that i was only guessing at the place and did not really know. I had named the place as though i had known it, though. I thought about the man and how i felt. I looked to the south. The land was now relatively flat, with trees blocking the southern view. The sky was gray, but it was bright out. I looked to the southwest, through an opening in the trees, thinking that i should not be jealous of the man. Through the gap in the trees, i thought i could see wires along the train tracks, which seemed to run east to west, passing just on the other side of the trees to the south of us. I thought about something as i moved around in the grassy area, which seemed worn. A moment passed, and then i turned back to the north. I realized that i did not have the tickets that i needed for the reunion, so i thought that i should leave this place. I was now to the north of the building again, and i was alone. The grass was worn in patches on the lawn. I headed to the northwest, thinking that i had to pick up my things. I had scattered the pages on the ground, and i started to collect them. I had a bag with me, and i thought that i would have to put everything back into the bag. I heard a sound to the west of me as i headed northwest to pick some of the papers up from the ground. I thought that someone was coming through the forested area to the grassy lawn. I picked up several papers and stuffed them in a satchel that i was carrying in my left hand. I wondered if i would be able to fit all of my things back into my bag to make them easy to carry. I seemed to have too many things here to fit easily in a bag. I heard the crunching sound again, and i said “bear”. I wondered if the south was actually an animal approaching. I looked up to the southwest. The northern wing of the brick school building was now to the southeast of me. The wing ran to the south and another part of the building extended to the west by about twenty meters. The space to the north and west of the building seemed to be a playground, with worn grass on the ground. Trees ran along the western side of the playground, and everything seemed damp in the area. I looked at the trees near me as the sound of something approaching occurred again. A large tree or some other wooden object blocked my view of what was coming, but i could see the open ground between the trees to the south of it. I wondered if the approaching sound was really from a bear, and i said something aloud about a bear, wondering if someone would respond. A man stumbled out of the woods, appearing to the south of the object that was blocking my view. I nodded to him and turned back to continue to clean up my things. I started stuffing the papers into the satchel. I turned to the southwest, moving toward the cement stairs that descended to the west from the cement platform on the northern end of the building. The entry door seemed to be on the platform. I moved to the northwest of the black steps, reaching for a pinkish-tan paper on the ground. As i grabbed it, i realized that it had mathematical equations written all over it in pencil. Many of the equations seemed to have square-root signs over them. I thought that the equations on the paper looked interesting, and i thought i should take it with me. I thought that someone must have written on one of the pages that i had dropped. As i lifted the paper, though, i realized that it was not really one of my papers. A large circle was drawn in the center of the paper, a little closer to the bottom than the top. As i looked at the circle, the rest of the paper seemed empty. I noticed three curved lines in the upper left part of the circle. A smaller circle was in the center of the larger one. I thought that the equations had something to do with the small arcs. I was interested in the idea. I put the paper back down on the ground, realizing that it was not one of my papers, so i should not take it. I turned to the west and grabbed more things, folding them into the flat satchel that i was carrying. I was surprised that everything fit so easily into the bag. I thought that i would put the blue plastic hanger in the bag as well. As i stood up and started walking to the north, i hung the handles of the bag over the hanger, thinking that i could carry the hanger as i reentered the building to the south, where the reunion was. I wondered what others would think as i carried the hanger, which seemed like a bag.

12023 October 18

I stood on the eastern side of the rectangular table, which seemed to be in the parking lot of a building. The building was to the east of me, and a road ran to the west of the table. A man was standing just to the north of me, and he was talking to a woman on the western side of the table. We seemed to be running a display or selling table for an event. As the man talked, i was looking through some numbers in a book that was on the table. I seemed to be adding some of the numbers together, but i suddenly realized that the numbers were times. I thought that i had been using the minutes part of the number as a decimal, which means that the times i had been writing down would not be correct, because i did not translate the minutes to a correct decimal. I mentioned that i should do this. I then turned to the south and started down the road to the south. The area around us was flat and seemed newly forested. The sky was gray and dim. It seemed to be near the end of the day. I knew that it was darker now, because the sun had started setting earlier. I thought that i had to get home, and i had been riding my bicycle back and forth from the place to the north. I rode quickly on the eastern side of the road, riding against the traffic. I thought that i could still get home before dark, and if i did not, i did have a headlamp. I continued riding my bicycle to the south along the eastern shoulder of the road. It seemed twilight for a bit, but then it was dark. I imagined that i would have to lean over the guard rail as the cars came toward me from the other direction. I leaned to the east as i thought about it, but no car was coming. I then heard a car from the south. The road curved to the southwest, so i could not see around the corner. As i started to make the turn, i thought that the car was approaching me, so i leaned over the guard rail, but the car never appeared. I felt the guard rail brushing against my left shoulder. I straightened up again and was again heading to the south. I again hear a car approaching from the south, and the road again curved to the west. As i leaned over the guard rail on the turn, a car came from the south and rounded a curve, coming toward me. It did not get that close, but i leaned against the guard rail anyway as it passed. It had its lights on, and i knew that it would see my lights. I was then riding to the south again on the long open road. The land around me now seemed to be grassy fields with few trees. The road was raised about two meters above the fields to the east. I knew that an intersection was just ahead, and i thought that i would have to turn to the east on a small road that left the road i was on about twenty meters before the road ended at the main intersection. I thought about the side road, knowing that it would curve to the northeast and then head up a steep hill to the northwest. It seemed that it would pass over the road that i was on and continue to climb a steep mountain. I thought that it would be hard to pedal up the hill, but i was determined to do it. I did feel tired, though. I was then suddenly aware of my location. I was quickly approaching the intersection. To the east of me was the side road. I quickly pressed the brakes of my bicycle, which now seemed to be a reclined bicycle. I came to a stop, but i was already past the intersection with the side road. I backed up a little, but i would have to turn in a circle to the west to get my bicycle to face east again. I thought again about pedaling up the steep hill, and i thought that i could just get a good speed going before i reached the hill. I forced the pedals to turn, and i heard the tires squealing on the road. The bicycle did not move quickly, though. The tires were slipping on the surface of the road. I turned the bicycle to the east and tried again, again hearing the squealing of the tires. I thought about heading up the hill in the area that seemed open and dry.

12023 October 19

I was in the large cabin, which seemed to be the central lodge of a resort camp. The walls and floor were wood, and the ceiling seemed to have thick round beams across it. I was standing near the southern part of the room, and people were moving around to the north of me. I faced north, listening to some of the others talk. It seemed that we had been staying in this place for a few days, and we were getting ready to leave. I felt a little out of focus at the moment. The man to the north of me seemed annoyed with me, and he handed me a dollar bill and motioned to the southeast with his left arm. He said that i should go to get something with the money, adding that it was ninety-seven cents. I took the dollar, and the man turned me to the east with his right hand and encouraged me to go. He added that i could get something with the leftover money. I felt annoyed with the man, but i walked across the room. A service counter seemed to be on the eastern end of the southern wall of the room, but i moved to the eastern wall. This place seemed to be the gift shop of the resort. Someone was to the east of me, and i started talking to the person. The person mentioned something to me, and i looked at the flattened rubber tube that was in my hands. It seemed like the material that a rubber kitchen glove is made of. I held it with both hands as i turned to the southwest. The object seemed like a condom, and i pushed my finger through it, feeling the tightness around my finger. I seemed to be leaning into the pressure as i faced southwest. I then noticed that the tip of my finger came out the opposite end of the tube, which was about two centimeters wide when flattened and about five centimeters long. The tube was bright orange, but the edges at the end showed that the interior material was off white. The far edge seemed to be cut flat. I pointed out to the person to the east of me that the tube was open at the end. I did not think that it would work as expected if it was open. I then headed to the southwest, thinking that i should get back to the room. I thought that i was being sent to get something. The wall to the south of me was a large window, and i could see the trees blowing in the strong wind. We seemed to be in the middle of a storm. I thought that the person had asked me to get something out of the car, which i knew was in the dirt parking lot to the west. A dirt road ran to the south of the lodge that i was in, about a meter and a half from the window. Pine trees stood to the south of the road, and the boughs swayed widely in the wind, which seemed to be blowing to the northwest. Rain seemed to be on the window, but it was not currently raining. I looked out the window and down the road to the southwest. The parking area seemed to be about fifty meters down the road, on the southern side of the road. It was a rectangular area that ran about seventy meters to the west, parallel to the road. Large pine trees were planted between the lot and the road. An entrance to the lot was on the eastern side, and i thought that another was on the western side. I knew that our car was parked on the southern side of the lot, near the western side. I hoped that the pine trees did not blow over on our car. It would mean that we would have to stay here longer. I did not seem averse to staying here longer, but it felt as though we would be trapped here. I moved my head side to side for a moment, trying to see our car, but i could not see it, because other things were in the way. The trees swayed in the wind, bending over the parking lot. I hoped that a tree did not fall on our car. I then noticed a large SUV on the eastern side of the lot. It blocked much of my view of the main part of the lot. It was parked facing east-northeast, and it was off white. I realized that a young boy was standing no the hood of the car. He wore blue overalls over a white shirt. A man appeared on the southern side of the car and crossed the eastern end of the car to head to the north end. He seemed to be packing the car, and he looked at the young boy as he passed. The boy was standing now, with his legs wide and his arms raised up and out. I realized that he seemed very small, about the size of a baby. His proportions were that of a young boy, though. The man moved to the northern side of the vehicle and opened one of the doors. A woman now seemed to be near the rear of the car, just to the northern side. I moved to the northwest, thinking that i should head back to our room to get our things. As i turned to the north to head to the stairs, i realized that i was outside of the main lodge. I must have exited through a wide doorway that was in the western wall of the lodge. I was now heading toward a smaller door on the western side of a small entryway that stuck out from the northern end of the western side of the building. It was about two meters square in cross section and was constructed of darkly stained rough wood. A man entered the door as i approached, swinging the door outward to the north. I knew that the stairs that went up to the higher level of the building were in the northwestern part of the building, and i pictured them on the northwestern part of the main room of the lodge. I pictured the main room now, seeing a balcony that separated the northern half of the room into two floors. The stairs were hidden from view of the main room by a wooden wall. I wondered if this door accessed the same stairs. These stairs seemed to be outside of the main lodge. I thought that they would ascend to the floor that i needed anyway. I walked into the small entryway, finding a night square spiral stairway to the north. A narrow doorway to the east went to the main lodge, and the walls around the doorway seemed worn, with chipping paint. This passageway did not seem as well used as the main part of the lodge. I started up the stairs to the north. A family was in the entryway to the south of me, and they started following me up the stairs. The family had a man, a woman, and a child, who seemed to be a young girl. I glanced over my left shoulder as i reached the landing at the top of the short flight of stairs. The man stood at the bottom of the stairs, staring up at me. He was partly balding, with thin blond hair. He wore a tan wool trench coat over a white shirt. The woman stood to the east of him, with the girl leaning on her left leg, to the west of her. I turned back to the north, realizing that the stairs ended at the second floor of the building. I still had to go up another flight, but these stairs did not go that high. I felt a little frustrated, and i thought that i would have to go to the other set of stairs to the east to get up to the floor where our room was. I moved northeast to get to the main floor, but i realized that the level of the floor was still higher than the landing of the stairs. This seemed strange. The floor was about three-quarters of a meter above the wooden landing that i was standing on. A gray rubber pad covered the wooden floor to the east of me. I could not easily step up to the landing, even thought i thought that i should have been able to. As i shifted my weight to sit on the landing, i felt stiff. I felt self-conscious about seeming in discomfort as i moved. As i pushed myself farther onto the landing, i was facing southwest, and i could see that the family had ascended the stairs and were now standing near me on the landing. I climbed into the room and headed to the east. I wondered how i would get up to the higher floors. I did not see any stairs around the room. The room had the same wooden walls of the lobby below. A service counter was along the southern wall of the room, and it had thin shelfs of candy under the northern side of the counter. I had circled the room, looking for the stairs. I walked to the east on the northern side and had just turned to the southwest to head back west. I stopped to look at the candy. On of the candy bars attracted my attention. It seemed very familiar.

12023 October 20

$F71 and i walked to the south, approaching the northern shore of the small lake. The water on the lake was very still, and a wooden walkway ran to the south, over the water. We were following some other people, who had already walked out over the walkway. We seemed to be following at trail with $G4. $F71 was ahead of me, and he stepped carefully on the wooden dock, which ran about ten meters to the south. It met another deck that ran east to west. The dock to the south had an uneven deck. It rolled in tight curves, making it look like corrugated cardboard. I focused on the detail of the wood near the southern end of the run, thinking that the curved wood looked like overlaid sections, like a tile roof that uses curved tiles. $F71 seemed nervous about walking on the planks, and i knew that he was worried about losing his balance. I said something to him, and as i spoke, i noticed $A601 and $A829 jogging to the east on a flat walkway to the south of us. I remembered that they had headed to the southwest or west on the walkway at the end of the deck that i was on. They must have circled to the south over some planks to the west and then headed back east on the long straight walkway, which was about thirty meters to the south of the deck that i was on. They seemed to be jogging with careful steps, lifting their knees higher than normal to get over the bumps of the uneven deck they were o. I passed to the east of $F71 and walked out over straight deck to the south. As i reached the southern end, i turned to the west and started over the boards. As i steeped on one of the boards, though, it moved under me. I stepped quickly to the next, realizing that these boards were simply floating in the water and not tied down. The first board i had stepped on moved to the southwest, to the south of the second board. I stopped near the western end of the second board, realizing that it would be hard for $F71 to follow me now that the boards had moved. I stood on the stable board to the west, and i reached out to the first plank that i had moved with my right foot and pushed it back into place. I hoped that $F71 would be able to easily walk over the boards. I turned to the south and followed another deck a short distance to the south. I had to get to the long deck to the southeast that ran east to the shore. Many planks and decks seemed to be in the water around me. They were all made of dark wood, and some of them were floating. As i reached the southern end of the deck i was on, i was aware of $F71 to the north of me. I started to step onto an oddly shaped surface to the south, but as i stepped onto the northern end of it, it started moving. It was a floating platform, and it seemed like a pallet. It had one thick beam running north to south, down the center, and it had five or six cross boards over the top. All of the wood was dark, as though waterlogged. The cross boards were cut so that the southern end seemed rounded. I kept my right foot on the platform as i shifted my weight to the north, back to the deck. I wanted to pull the platform back toward me so that it did not float away. I wanted $F71 to use it as well. I thought that we would have to step on it to float south to the next deck.

12023 October 21

I headed to the south, into the area, which seemed like a courtyard or large room. Several things were in the center of the area, and my parents were talking to some other people. This place was part of a hotel, and i was planning to stay with my parents here for the evening. I was carrying my bags in both hands. I had been doing something, like camping, for the last several days, and i thought that i would need to shower in the hotel room before we went to the event this evening. The event seemed like a wedding. I greeted my parents as i passed to the east of them and continued to the south, toward the section of the room that extended to the south along the eastern side of the room. A reception counter ran along the western wall of the smaller area of the room. Just to the south of the counter, i turned to the west and headed into a corridor. I thought that my parents’ room was in the northern wall of the corridor, but i was not sure exactly where they were staying. I stopped in front of a wide opening in the northern wall, which seemed to lead to a room. A bed seemed to be to the north of me, and it was covered with an off-white and tan comforter. I was not sure if this was the correct room, and i thought that my parents might be in a different room. I decided i should ask them, so i left my bags on the ground and walked back to the east. I was in the area on the northern side of the hotel again, standing to the northwest of my parents as they talked to the two other people, who were friends of my parents. A table was in the center of the room, and it seemed like a pool or billiards table. I asked my parents which room of the hotel was theirs, but they did not seem to answer directly. I said that i would need to shower. Someone then said that my parents would be leaving after the ceremony this evening. I felt confused, and i asked about the room. My father said that they had checked out of the room. He was to the southeast of me, looking to the south hand holding what seemed to be a pool cue. He was young, and he was wearing a black dress vest and dress pants with a white shirt. He already seemed to be dressed for the wedding. He said that they had checked out of the room and would not be staying the night. This surprised me, and i asked if they were driving back after the wedding. It seemed as thought they had a long way to drive, and i did not think that they would want do drive all the way back over night. I asked if they were really driving all that way after the reception. My father looked at me, but the face was not his. It was younger, and the man had high eyebrows. I felt confused. My father said that my mother would complain about the long trip, but they were going to drive. I wondered what i should do, and i felt upset. I thought that i was sweaty from working, and i still needed to shower before the reception. My mother moved near me, complaining about the long drive, but she smiled and shook her head, saying that they were going to do it. I looked at the southern wall of the room, noticing a doorway. I wondered if it led to a public bathroom. My mother then moved to the west, passing close to the south of me. I looked down, noticing a small pool on a raised surface in front of me, to the south of me. My parents were getting into the pool. When i looked down, i could already see a woman lying on her right side with her head to the east, facing north. She wore a brown bathing cap and had a matching brown swimsuit on. The table she was lying on had a shallow recessed surface with sides that curved up to the edges of the table. Steam came out from small openings around the recessed area, and the woman relaxed on the table. My father seemed to be to the southwest, where another pool seemed to be. I looked again at the black metal doors in the southern wall, wondering if i could shower in the locker room for the pool. I thought that it would be an awkward place to shower, but i felt as though i had no other choice. I would have to get my bags. I then remembered that i had left them in the hallway to the south, near one of the guest rooms. I hoped that the man at the reception counter had not taken them. I felt awkward, and i thought about my parents driving home. We seemed to be in the southern part of the city. The area extended to the south from the main part of the city, down the eastern shore of the wide bay or river. The coast seemed well developed, with modern buildings and resorts. The buildings seemed low, with no tall towers. This area seemed very familiar, and i thought that it was to the south of New York City. I thought that my parents would have to drive back to the north, up the east shore of the waterway to get home.

My father told me that the electric box had been compromised. I stood to the west of the electric box, which was hanging on the cement eastern wall. The large gray metal box was about a half meter wide and about three-quarters of a meter tall. It was filled with black circuit boxes. I thought that someone had been able to break into the area and do something with the circuits before, and i felt insecure because it had happened. I remembered others in a television show doing something with an electric box that was similar. They had been trying to hack into a system and had shorted the communications. I thought that we had to do something to prevent people from invading this electric box. I picked up the electric chord, which seemed like a standard power chord, and i started to gather some of the other things. I was in a small room that ran to the north from the western end of a corridor. My father was to the south of me, in the main corridor. We were in the garage of my parents’ house. The room that i was in was about a meter and a half wide and about three meters long. The walls were cement, and the electric box was on the northern end of the eastern wall. The electric chord had been on the ground under the box. I picked it up, along with a few other things that had been on the floor. The room was on the western side of the garage, and the exit door was to the south of me, at the western end of the corridor to the east. My father walked out the door, and i picked started taking some of the things to the door. I thought that we should remove them from the garage so that others could not break in and compromise the circuit box. I thought that others could not do their damage to the circuit box without the electric chord. This did not entirely makes sense, though, and i wondered why i had thought that it did as i exited the building. I started to the north, up a driveway. The dirt drive ran to the west of the house, heading north. The land to the north of me seemed like a small farm, with green grassy lawns and a large field in back. The dirt road ran a little west of due north, between two rows of tall trees. The land seemed picturesque. The house seemed directly to the north of me, just to the east of the road. A narrow dirt drive headed northeast from the main drive, running to the south and southeast of the small farmhouse. I had been pushing the red lawn mover in front of me. I took it out of the garage and thought that i should bring it to the barn, which seemed to be to the northeast of the house. A plowed field with rows of dry corn stubs rose on a low hill to the northeast, and the large barn sat in the center of the field. I had thought that i would bring the lawnmower to the barn, but i was not sure why i would do that. I felt suddenly uncertain about what to do. I knew that i had to get ready for something, so i would have to hurry back to the house to get cleaned up, but i had to put the equipment somewhere. I was not sure what to do. I thought about putting the lawn mower in the barn, but i thought that someone would then start mowing around the area of the barn. The field around the barn seemed to be grass now, and i imagined mowing it with the push mower. I thought that the field was not the best area to mow first. I really should leave the mower in the garage to the south of the house so that the front lawn of the house gets mowed first. It seemed to make sense. My father was then in the doorway of the house, which now faced southeast. He called to me, saying that we had to get going. I thought that i would have to shower and get ready to leave. My father was telling me that i need to hurry. I felt anxious, but i decided that the mower should go back in the garage. I felt as though i could not concentrate on something.

12023 October 23

I walked to the south, down the wide road across the open area. The area seemed to be on the eastern side of a college campus, and the flat land around seemed to be the top of a hill. The cement of the road under me was torn up, and dirt was exposed along the western side, where the sidewalk ran. The road had been under construction, and it was still being worked on. However, the road was now open. I thought about this as i traveled down it. I had not been able to travel on this road before because of the construction. Some sections of chain-link fence ran along the western side of the road, a few meters to the west of the sidewalk. Debris and pieces of construction materials seemed to litter the rough concrete surface of the road. A young girl was standing on the western side of the road. She seemed to be to the east of a yellow cement barrier, but she was talking to two adults, who were on the sidewalk to the west of the barrier. I knew that this road had been under construction because a large building was being constructed to the west, on the campus. While the construction was going on, the trucks had torn up the road carrying supplied back and forth to the new building. I thought that the new building had not been finished, though, so i was surprised that the road would already be open. I then wondered if it really was open or if it was just a mistake that people were allowed on it now. I followed the road to the west, and it ran along the top of the hill, along the southern edge of campus. The hill seemed to slope downward to a large valley to the south, but i could not see any of the slope from where i was. I looked at the flattened area to the northwest, which was part of campus. $A14 was to the southeast of me, walking with me, and we spoke about the construction on the road. I told him that i had not expected the road to be open, because the construction was still ongoing. He agreed and mentioned the construction. I knew that the main building on the southwestern side of campus was still not complete. The construction of that building was the reason for the work on the road. I looked to the west, seeing several thick I-beams sticking up from a cement platform on the ground. This was the start of the new building, but it was barely started. I wanted to point this out to $A14, mentioning that the building was still not complete, so the road should still not be fully open. As we spoke, we had turned to the north and were now heading east, through the campus area. We seemed to be not far from the road, to the north of the road. The land was flattened, and sections of buildings seemed to be low to the ground, as though only the platforms had been constructed so far. As $A14 said something, i noticed a large opening to the north. I was looking down into a building whose upper section had been removed. I could see the large rooms and corridors inside. A large center room seemed to be a gymnasium, and it had red mats on the floor. Students were walking around in red clothing, and i thought that they were athletes in the sports center. I pointed out the sports center to $A14. It seemed that the land around us was filled with the lower sections of buildings whose upper parts had been removed. It was part of the construction. The main parts of the buildings, which seemed to be below ground level, were still intact, but the upper parts were removed and would have to be replaced as part of the construction. We continued to the east, walking in packed ground between the buildings. As we passed to the north of a rectangular opening, i looked down into a large open room, which seemed like a library or chapel. The walls had colored lights shining into the room, and i thought that the light was from the stained-glass windows on the northern and southern walls of the room. The ceiling of the room sloped steeply inward, but the peak was missing, so only about three meters of the slope was present below the ground level that i was standing on. I pointed out the room to $A14, saying that the colors looked wonderful. I said that i hoped the construction people built a glass peaked structure over the building to seal in it when they completed the construction. I said that it would be nice to see the colors of the stained-glass windows through the glass skylight. We continued to chat as we continued to the east. I had to be somewhere on the campus, and i had mentioned this to $A14. He asked me about the place, and i thought that it was across a street to the south of us. I was pushing a bicycle with me now, and i pictured the other building across the street. It was a short building, and i would have to lock my bicycle in the rack on the northern side of the building. I could not see the building to the south of us, but i thought that it must be close. A wall was now to the south of us, blocking my view. I wondered if i could go around the eastern end of the wall. The building seemed to be directly to the south of us now, so i thought that it would not be hard to head back to the southwest from the eastern end of the wall. I then noticed the wide opening of a corridor to the east of us. The corridor led through the center of a building, which seemed like a mall. I realized that i had come too far to the east, and i said something to $A14. I looked for a gap between the wall to the south of us and the building that the corridor ran through. I would have to slip through the gap to get out to the street to the south. I tried to figure out where i was in relation to the other building. I told $A14 that i had a class in the other building, which seemed to be part of a law school. He asked about the class, surprised that it would be in the building that i had mentioned. I looked up. We were now walking to the west, toward the wide corridor of the mall. An opening was now in the wall to the northwest of us. I told $A14 about the building, and i started walking toward the opening. The wall to the north was covered with gray flat stone tiles, and the opening was very wide. Short walls that were about a half meter long extended down and up from the floor and ceiling around the opening. I moved to the window as i turned back to the south to say something to $A14. I seemed to be leaving quickly, but i had to get going. I could see the gray stone-block building on the northern side of the street, just to the north of us. It was two or three stories tall and seemed very plain, with few windows. It was surfaced with a pale-gray stone that formed rectangular blocks. A wide rectangular opening was in the lower floor an the western half of the building. The area was recessed and seemed to be an entryway under the building. A thin roof ran above the opening on the front of the building, extending to the very western edge of the building. The roof extended only about a quarter of a meter from the building, though. It was about a deci thick and was made of a lighter material than the rest of the building. I stepped up onto the lower wall of the opening in the northern wall of the corridor that we were in with my right foot. The lower wall was about a half meter thick. I was speaking to $A14 as i stepped over the ledge. I was ready to hop over the lower wall, but i thought that i should float instead. I then thought it would be interesting to fly out of the window. I knew that the land sloped down beyond the window, so it might look interesting to others if i flew out over the hill. I thought that i could glide down. I turned to the north and dove out over the hill. I knew that i could glide down, but i seemed to take a moment to start falling. Instead, i pointed my head upward to rise a bit so that i could more easily make the dive downward. As i paused at the top of my arc, i realized that this would look like a more dramatic move to those watching from the south. I wanted to start falling, so i concentrated on tipping downward. I accelerated quickly downward as i glided down the very steep grassy slope. The slope seemed to be about ten to fifteen meters tall now, and it was almost vertical. The gray building was at the bottom of the hill, and i suddenly wondered if i was moving too fast to stop at it. I swooped up over the top of the building so that my head was upward again. I then focused on landing as i started to fall again. I concentrated on slowing down as by feet descended toward the surface. I landed in a room of the building. The room seemed to be near the northern side of an upper floor of the building. I headed to the north, across the western end of the room. An opening in the north wall led to a small room, which was surfaced in the same stone as the outside of the building. The room seemed like a sun porch. It had an opening in the northern wall. I passed a person as i crossed the room to get to the doorway to the balcony area. I felt that i had to do something. As i entered the balcony, i turned to the east. $A794 was sitting on the western side of the small room, and i passed her, saying something to her. I started pacing back and forth in the eastern half of the room as i talked. I had something that i needed to do. I then rubbed the side of the face with my left hand. Something felt strange about my head. I rubbed the back of my head, feeling an odd soft lump at the back of my skull. I realized that two lumps were on the back of my skull, one on each side. They were about four or five centimeters thick and felt spongy. I wondered what they were, and i started to worry about them. I then started feeling around under my chin, feeling two more bumps on either side of my throat. They hung as though in a sack of loose skin from the sides of my chin. Something seemed wrong. I seemed to have the lumps around my face and neck. The sacks felt like they were filled with water or some other heavy liquid. I thought that something was wrong, and i turned back to the west to leave the small room. I turned to the south and headed back across the larger room toward the door i had entered.

I headed to the southwest, into the enclosed yard of the large campground. A high wall seemed to curve from the east to the north of me, and i seemed to have come in through a gate to the northeast. I felt uncomfortable here, thinking that this place was a trap of some sort. The land rose steeply to a rounded hill to the southwest, and a long paved path crossed diagonally over the northern face, heading to the main lodge, which was on the top of the hill. A tall wall seemed to cut through the eastern slope of the hill to the south of me. I wondered why i was here, and i felt as though i was trapped in this camp. Others were in the camp with me, and most of them seemed to be children. I felt as though i had to escape, and i wondered if i would be allowed to try. I turned to the north, noticing a clearing in the dense vegetation to the north of me. The vegetation seemed to be made of thick stalks that were about a half deci to a few decis thick. The stalks seemed like tree trunks, but they were smooth and pale, like dried bamboo. They were closely packed together so that it would be hard to fit between them. The narrow clearing between the vegetation was about a meter and a quarter wide, and it was a dirt path than ran up a steep short hill to the tall gray wall on the northern side of the encampment. I walked up the yellow dry crystalline dirt of the slope, climbing between the meter and a half thickness of the stalks. As i reached the wall, i noticed that the wall was only about a meter and a half tall here. I thought that i could probably climb over, but i felt hesitant to do so. I was aware of someone crossing the open yard to the south of me, heading to the west, toward the path up the slope toward the lodge. Something about this place made me think that a cult or military group ran it, and i thought that i had been left here so that i would be trapped in this area. I felt that i had to get out. I glanced over the wall to the north of me, seeing the city to the northeast in the flat land. The city was obscured by white haze of fog. I turned back to the south and descended the slope. At the bottom, i looked to the southwest at the hill and the center of the encampment. I felt very uncomfortable here, thinking again that the people here would not let me leave. I started toward the path up the hill, but i decided that i should try to leave instead. I headed back to the north, climbing up the slope to the wall. I wondered how far the ground was below the top of the wall on the northern side. I thought that the entry road should be to the east of the opening, so it would be visible from the top of the wall. I looked at the top of the wall, trying to decide if it would be easy to climb over. A wooden structure was now on top of the wall, but a small triangular opening had been broken in the wood on the eastern side. The wood seemed to blend in with the tall trees that grew on either side of the opening. A grey log seemed like a short pudgy statues and was on the western side of the opening. I pushed on the statue, trying to dislodge it to make a large opening over the wall. The wood of the statue seemed rotten, and the gray object came loose, I could now see a wider area over the wall. The ground seemed to be quite a way below me: about ten meters. The land to the north of the wall was hazy, but i could see a road that ran east to west, about twenty meters from the wall. To the northeast of me, i could see the entryway curve off of the road, starting to the southwest and turning to the south to head to the wall. I wondered how i could get down to the ground. I looked at the thick brown trees that grew just on the northern side of the wall. They were tightly packed against the wall. I wondered if i could climb down one of the trees. I looked at the thick tree on the western side of the opening. It was about a meter thick. I would not be able to wrap my arms around it, but i thought that i could press myself between the tree and the wall to slow my descent. I looked over the wall, noticing that he tree was only about a half meter from the top of the wall, but the lower part of the tree pressed up against the wall. I realized that it would be easy to wedge a foot between the tree and the wall if someone slided down too quickly. I suspected that this might be intentional, thinking that the design of the tree and the wall might have acted as a trap to deter people from escaping. I felt discouraged, but wondered if there was another way to get down. I reached out and touched the smooth wood of the tree. The trunk felt as if it had no bark on it, and the surface was slippery and moist. I would not be able to grab on to the tree for support either. Annoyed, i turned back to the south and headed up the hill toward the lodge. As i crossed the face of the hill, other people were around me, doing things on the slope. They seemed to be the other residents of this place, and i thought that they did not know that they were trapped in this place. Most wore light colored clothing, including T-shirts. Many of them seemed very young, and i thought that most were in their teens or early twenties. They simply were not aware of what was going on here. I seemed to be older, so i thought i had an advantage of being better educated. I hoped it would help me get out of here. I then noticed a young man to the east of me. He had around face, and i could see that his features seemed to be affected by Down syndrome. I thought that many of the others here would be mentally challenged as well. I thought that someone had put them here to keep them out of the way of society. I felt trapped here, and i felt anxious to get out. I walked to the west, leaving the large open room on the northern side of the main building. The room seemed like a cafeteria. I came into another room, with two openings to the north of it. Through the western opening, i could see a steep slope descending to the north. The slope was grassy, and a small pond was at the bottom of the western side, but the entire area seemed to be within a large room that had a very high ceiling. I wondered if i could head down the hill to go somewhere. I realized that the others had not considered this a way out, so i thought that i should try it. I hesitated, though, looking back into the room to the south of me. I was standing in the doorway between the rooms. To the southeast and south, i could see the wooden walls of the room. Doors were in the southern and eastern walls. The planks and rounded beams of the wall seemed to be covered with a glossy shellac. People moved through the room. I felt a little desperate, thinking that i had to get out of here. I looked to the west, thinking that the rooms through the doorways were bedrooms, but i was not sure. I had to get out of here, but i was not sure what i should do. I felt tense, and i decided that i should try going down the hill. I crossed the top of the hill in the room to the north, heading east. When i reached the eastern wall, i descended the steep slope. At the bottom i started up the slope toward the northern wall, but the slope was steep, and the gravelly dirt slided under my feet. I knew that i would not be able to climb to the top of the north wall here. Annoyed, i headed back to the north and into the main part of the building. I stopped in the room with the bare wooden walls. I felt uneasy and wondered what to do. I could see a hallway heading to the east, and i thought that it led into a different part of the cafeteria. I headed to the east, down the corridor, wondering if it would lead me to a part of the building where i could exit.

12023 October 24

I was talking to $A851 in the small room of the house. He stood to the south of me, and he was wearing a winter jacket that was unzipped in front. We seemed to be talking about something for a little while. He then mentioned choking someone. I thought that he was talking about it in an erotic sense, and i thought that it might be something that he was interested in. I then remembered that $A852 had grabbed $A851 by the throat once in jest, and i wondered if they enjoyed doing this with each other. I asked $A851 if he liked being choked, mentioning that i had seen $A852 do it. $A851 became quiet, and he seemed uncomfortable. I realized that he might not have wanted anyone to know about it. I wondered if i should have not said anything. $A852 then came from the west. We had been waiting in this area for something, and $A852 had been to the west, talking to some others. They both talked quietly with one another for a moment, and $A852 seemed a little uncomfortable as well. They seemed cautious. I felt awkward for bringing up the topic, but i was interested in what they were doing. I felt that i wanted to be a part of their company, so i hoped that they did not stop talking to me. We were in a corridor, and they talked together for a moment to the southeast of me. I tried not to act uncomfortable. I then realized that we were in a special place where others explored their erotic interests. $A852 and $A851 then leaned toward me and started asking me questions. I realized that they were trying to see if i was interested in their erotic practices. I felt curious, but i was not sure what to do. I did not want them to leave me here by myself in this place. A woman then came to the southwest of me, and she asked me if i knew what a “baubler” was. I nodded, picturing something like a hand mixer that had rounded knobs that rotated around each other. I knew that i was not sure if it was what she was talking about, but i thought that the object could be used as an erotic toy. She reached into the left pocket of her pants and pulled out something in her hand. When she opened up her hand to show me, i could see several small rounded objects on short sticks. The objects looked like the heads of matchsticks, but the stick was thinner. I realized that these were the objects that she was talking about, but i did not know what they were. I felt confused and embarrassed. I admitted that i did not know what she was talking about, saying that i had thought of something else. The woman moved to the southeast of me as $A852 and $A851 moved to the southwest. She continued to hold out her hand so that i could take some of the small things. I thought that i would have to insert them into by rectum. She handed me the objects, and i turned a few over in the fingers of my right hand, uncertain what to do with them. I then looked up to the west, noticing that the others had headed to the north, into the main part of the club. I was supposed to follow them, and i felt uneasy by myself. I headed up the short hall to the room, which was a rectangular hallway with smaller rooms off to the sides. I seemed to be with a group of people, and they had headed to a specialty room to enjoy the club. I was not sure where they had gone, though. I passed a group of young people at a table just inside the wider hall. They were at a table in the southwestern corner of the hall. Just to the north of them was an opening in the western wall of the room, where a smaller room extended to the west. The room had a table against the southern wall, and people were gathered around it. They were all dressed in costumes that looked like it was from colonial America. One man on the eastern end of the northern side of the table wore a red soldier jacket and a triangular hat. I did not recognize the people at the table, so i continued to the north. I felt very interested to be in this place with my friends. I then thought about $F71, and i thought that he should be here as well. I remembered him telling me about joining others in an erotic experience with me. I wondered if he was talking about this place. I could see a doorway in the northern end of the hall, and i thought that my friends might be there. I stepped into the doorway, looking at the people in the room. They seemed like college students. I looked around the room for someone i could recognize, but i did not see anyone. They all seemed to be colored in grayscale. I felt confused. I backed out of the room uncomfortably and turned to the east. Another room ran from the main rom, but the people gathered there were not the people that i had come here with. I felt uncomfortable, and i wondered where they had gone. Disappointed, i headed back to the south, leaving the hallway. As i passed the room to the west, i looked in again at the people in the Colonial costumes. They seemed to be ready for a role-playing battle game. I stopped in the east-to-west hallway i had been in before. This place now seemed like an outdoor square in the middle of the building. I felt upset as i thought of what to do. I then turned to the north as someone approached. $A851 had come from the corridor to the north and stopped just to the northwest of me. He was wearing a red Colonial war uniform, and he looked at me hesitantly. $A852 came out of the corridor after him and stopped to the northwest of him. I realized that my friends must have been the people in the costumes. I had not recognized them when they were dressed up.

I was in the long rectangular room, near the northern end of the room. Someone else was to the east of me. She seemed like $F67, and she was starting to recline on a white mattress that stuck out from the eastern wall. The mattress was very thick, and it sat on the floor. We had been staying in this place, which seemed like a very large building. I thought that the building was somewhat like an abandoned hotel. It seemed late at night, and i thought that i wanted to sleep as well. The woman turned off the lights in the small alcove that extended to the east from the room. The room darkened. I looked around for a place to sleep. Many beds seemed to be around the area, but they were mostly just mattresses thrown here and there. I thought that i could have sleeped on any of them, but i felt awkward about sleeping in the middle of the room. I knew that the others had mostly left. They had stayed here on previous nights, but they were gone now. I thought some of them might come back, though, so i was uncertain where i should sleep. I moved to the north in the room, realizing that the main lights of the room were still on. I thought that it would be too bright to sleep here. I then noticed $F71 moving something near the western side of the northern side of the room. He had lifted a black foam sheet, which seemed like a pad that someone could sleep on. Some other mattresses were along the outside walls of the room, but i thought that it was too bright to sleep here. My eyes felt tired from the light. $F71 reclined on a mattress that was against the western wall. I felt uncomfortable in this room, so i continued to the north, exiting the room through the doorway in the center of the northern wall. I headed to the west, down the corridor, thinking that this building had many rooms, so i should be able to find one to sleep in. Many of the rooms in the building seemed abandoned, with pieces of the ceiling falling down and various pieces of debris and construction materials on the floors. I wondered if i would be able to get a room by myself. I turned to the south, entering a large empty. I leaned against the western wall and slided down to the floor. I felt exhausted, and i wanted to sleep here. As i reached the floor, i noticed a pile of debris against the western wall of the room, to the south of me. I looked at the pile as some small pieces fell from the ceiling. The pile was a pile of rice. It seemed strange that it was in the room. I thought that the food should not be in the old room of the building. I then realized that this room seemed more run down than the others. A black structure ran diagonally from the ceiling on the western side of the room to the floor on the eastern side, sloping down to the northeast. It seemed like part of a light fixture. The southern end of the room seemed damp, as though the ceiling was leaking. I realized that rodents probably gathered the rice here. I felt a little uncomfortable, and i thought that i would not be able to stay in this room. I got up and headed to the west again. I was heading to the west, but i was heading east when i turned to the south and headed down a long corridor. I stopped to look into a long room to the east of the corridor. The room had many pads on the floor, and i wondered if i should stay in it. I could see another person in the middle of the western wall, and i thought that i needed to find a room of my own. I wanted to feel safe and by myself. I wandered the corridors, feeling tired and indecisive. I then headed to the west, into the northern end of a long open room. This room seemed like an outside courtyard, but it had walls and a ceiling. A section along the western wall was higher than the rest of the room. It seemed like a station platform. I walked to the western side of the wall and stated to the south. As i started south, i noticed a large low black platform in the center of the room. It was oddly shaped. It was roughly square, but it had beveled corners, and the centers on the northern and southern sides curved into rounded sections that were cut flat on the ends. It seemed like a fancy dinner platter. $F71 seemed to be in the room to the north of me, and i greeted him and said something. I kept looking at the platform in the center of the room, though. It was about two meters wide at the center and about three meters long. Two thick parallel metal lines ran down the center of it. I could not quite make them out, but they looked like railroad tracks. I spoke to the person to the north of me, but i kept looking at the platform, trying to determine if the metal was part of a track. I felt concerned that a train might travel through the building. I thought it might be safe here if a train passed through in the middle of the night. I then wondered why the platform would have tracks on top of it. As i moved close to the western side of the platform, i could see that the large tray was recessed slightly from the edges, and the metal design did not run straight across the entire platform. The metal was mostly near the northern end. I noticed that a small mound rose in the center of the platter, but the plastic seemed to have been broken so that the top of the mound was not present. The broken edges of the plastic were silver, making the plastic look like metal. I wondered what the tray was for. I thought that it had something to do with a railroad. The man to the north of me said that the platform was for sleeping, adding that it was like being near a train when sleeping. I realized that he was telling me that the platform would sway a little if someone was on it, as if a train was rolling closely past. I thought that the mattress had been removed from the platform, which is why it looked so strange. The man continued to talk about it, and i realized that i was kneeling on the western side of the southern part of the platter. It started to sway and rock, but the motion was very gentle and sight. I realized that it was swaying the way a floor would if someone were on a train. I wondered if the swaying would become more intense if a train passed closely. I thought about this for a moment. I then thought that i needed to find a place to sleep.

12023 October 25

I took the small thing from the machine to the northwest of me and put it on my face. The thing had a string hanging from the end of it. I felt annoyed that the string was hanging from the object, which now seemed to be my nose. I had pulled a string out of my nose the last time i put one of the objects on, and this one had the same flaw in it. I pulled on the string, thinking that it would easily dislodge. To my annoyance, the white string was longer than i had expected. I felt the tugging on the inside of my left nostril as i pulled the string. I pulled until my left arm was extended, but the string did not dislodge. The discomfort in my nose was not that great, so i grabbed the string further up and pulled until it came free. It seemed to be around a meter long. I wondered why such a long string was stuck in my nose from the thing. I then move toward the machine to the northwest of me to take another thing from it. I thought about the discomfort in my nose, so i decided that i would not put this object on my face. I then wondered how the string had gotten in my nose if the object was on my face. I picked up the object. It looked like a loose knot of a braided black string. The cluster of braids and knot near the top was about a deci long. I held up the knot with my left hand. I noticed a single black thread sticking out the bottom of the know. This was the loose string that i had been having trouble with. I hung the object on the short metal pole to the west of me and pulled on the black string at the bottom. I pulled until it came free. I then moved the backpack to the southwest of me. I had already hung several gray backpacks on a hook that was on the eastern side of a small column. As i hung the new backpack on the hook, i noticed that some of the padding near the top of the arm straps had worn out. The backpack looked worn. I looked at the patches on the other backpacks that were already on the hook, noticing that many of the packs looked worn. This seemed strange, because i had just taken them from the machine that produced them. I rubbed the worn patch with the thumb of my right hand. A person was to the northwest of me now, and as he approached, i pointed out the wear in the backpacks. I did not understand why they would be so worn when they were just created. I tried to think about the items and how they worked. I moved some of the smaller white things to the south of me, placing them on a table. I tried to focus on the things.

12023 October 26

The person to the west of me said the name, which seemed like “Auuli”. It sounded like an interesting name. I tried to remember it, picturing the first three letters as “AUU” and noting the double vowel. I said the name a few times in my head. The woman to the west of me turned to look at me. She had been facing west. Her body was now facing southwest, but she looked over her left shoulder at me. He had dark skin and fuzzy short hair. I thought about the name, trying to remember it. I then thought that “Auuri” sounded correct. The R sounded better than the L. I focused on the name to remember it.

12023 October 27

I had been talking to my relatives in the room to the north, but something seemed to have changed, and i was walking to the south, across the small room, which did not seem to have a western wall. My grandmother still seemed to be to the north of me. I had to use a toilet, and one was in the center of the western side of the room. It was facing southeast, and i pulled down my pants and sat on it. As i started to urinate, however, i noticed that the toilet was filled with feces. I was sitting just above the level of the feces. Surprised, i stood up quickly and turned back to the west to look at the toilet. I felt annoyed that someone had let the toilet get clogged and did not flush it. I flushed the toilet, which now only seemed to be a toilet bowl on the ground. I could tell that water was going down in the bowl, and i could see some of the feces in the southwestern side of the bowl move up and then descend into to bowl. I flushed again, trying to get more of the feces to go down. I then wondered why this would work; if the bowl was clogged, the water should not have been able to wash any of it down. It seemed strange. I flushed again, to try to clear out a bowl. I then noticed the second bowl to the north of the first. This one was lower, and it seemed like a garbage bag. It was not as full of feces as the one to the south, so i considered picking it up to throw out. I then thought that this would be very messy, and i did not want to do it. I thought about this for a moment, and then i turned to the west and headed across the yard. I seemed to step out of the room and into the back yard of my grandmother’s house. I knew that something had changed, and it seemed that i had stepped back in time. I could hear my grandmother’s voice talking from somewhere to the northwest. I stopped in the middle of the small yard and looked around. The neighbor’s house was to the northwest of me, in the middle of the western side of the lawn. I could not see my grandmother, but i thought that she must be in the house talking to the neighbors. I listened to the voices for a moment, wondering if i could see her. I then turned back to the east. I was now in my grandmother’s house, on the southern side of the kitchen. Someone was to the north of me, but i had to use the bathroom. I thought that it was actually to the north of me, but i remembered that there used to be a small one to the south. I looked down the short hallway to the south, which was only about two meters long. It led to a door to the south, which seemed like the entryway, and it was open to the west to the living room. A door to the east led to what used to be the bathroom. I felt excited to be here, and i walked to the south, saying to no one that the room to the east was still a bathroom. I was aware of the person to the north of me. He was my mother’s father. I was interested in talking to him, but i pulled open the door to the bathroom, which swinged to the north, and walked into the room. The bathroom was small, and a shower stall or cabinet seemed to be on the southern end. Just to the north of it on the eastern wall was a toilet. I did something near the toilet, and then i turned to the east, where a dark low cabinet was. The cabinet seemed to have as sink on the top, so i turned on the faucet to wash my hands. I suddenly realized that the water was running down the front of the cabinet. I said something and turned off the water. As i crouched down to clean up the water, i noticed that the high metal faucet was still pouring water down the front of the dark-brown cabinet. I tried to stop it and clean up the water. I thought that the cabinet must not have been finished for a sink yet. My momfather came into the room behind me and moved to the north. I continued cleaning, not looking up at him. He started fixing something just to the north of me. I apologized for making a mess. As i wiped the water off the front of the cabinet, i realized that i recognized the cabinet from before. The cabinet now seemed to be more yellowish-brown in color, and it had ridges where the wood curved in, forming a smaller top section and a long bottom section. My mother had used this cabinet as a radio cabinet when i was very young. The cabinet had not been in as good condition, though, when my mother had it. I thought that this time must be before i was living with my mother in the apartment at $P2. I cleaned off the front of the cabinet, commenting on how i it looked familiar and seemed nice. I tried to remember it when it was in our apartment. I remembered that the light wood had deteriorated, making the front chipped and worn. It looked much better now. I stood up, now turning to see my momfather to the north of me. He stood facing east, with his arms resting on something to the east of him. He wore a white T-shirt. I felt suddenly sad. It had been a long time since i had seen him, and i missed him. I said that it was very good to see him, but i realized that he would not understand, because he did not know that i was from his future. I felt as though i might cry, but i moved to hug him. I had to be cautious of what i said and did here. I turned to the east and walked into the living room. The room opened up to the north of me. Other relatives of mine were in the room. They had gathered for an event. To the east of me, a couch ran across the center of the room, facing south. Two older people seemed to be sitting near the western end, but i focused on the three younger people in the room. I thought that my grandmother and mother were in the room somewhere, and i thought that the young people must be my cousins. Two of them were leaning against the back of the couch, facing forward. A young boy was near the eastern end of the couch, and he was leaning on the back of the couch with his forearms. He had red fair and a long face. He seemed to be in his early teens. I thought that i recognized the older girl just to the west of him. She seemed to be in her late teens, and i realized that she was one of the daughters of one of my great-aunts. I thought that she might be from my aunt on the northern side of the town, but the young boy seemed to be her brother, and his red hair reminded me of my cousin from Florida. I wondered if the three children were children of my great-aunt from Florida. This seemed to make sense, but it seemed strange that they would be here. It was more likely that they were children of my great-aunt from the north side of town. I looked at the boy again, noticing that he had been looking at me out of the corner of his eyes. His face seemed very long, and his shaved head was bright orangish-red. I had moved to the south of the couch, and now noticed the two older women on the couch. They seemed very old, and i wondered if one of them was my great-grandmother. I thought that both might be great-grandmothers, but i then thought that this was not that probable. I felt uneasy and out of place, realizing that i could not let any of these people know that i was from the future and that i was related to them. I started to move to the west. I then noticed my mother to the north of me, on the western side of the room. A low bed or cot was against the western wall, and my mother was sitting up in the bed, facing south. She had a heavy blanket over her legs. She stared at me, as though surprised or confused. I wanted to say something to her, but i knew that i would not be able to say anything. I stood for a moment, thinking about the situation. I a little uncomfortable, thinking that i could not really interact with anyone here, even though i felt desperate to do so. I turned to the west and crossed the room, which became a wide hallway. The woman with me said something as she walked to the south of me. I felt as though i had to do something, and i moved to the east to do it. I looked down at the floor as i walked. The floor seemed to be terrazzo, shaped into white and dark-brown diamond shapes. I realized that it seemed like the floor in the hallway in $P7. I remembered the floor from $P7, and i remembered how much i liked it. I told the woman to the south of the that i would like to reproduce the pattern. I thought about doing part of my house with the patterned floor. I then focused on the thin metal strips between the individual tiles. The metal seemed to be brass, but the glossy finish on the top of the tiles seemed to cover the brass as well as the terrazzo. I told the woman that the stone was very durable. I then wondered why the stone would be over the metal. Something about this did not seem correct. I then wondered if the stone floor was really that durable. I remembered that it had been worn at the bottom of a set of steps. I pictured the steps on the southern side of a corridor, descending to the floor of the corridor from the east. The floor at the bottom of the steps was worn so that it was not as glossy as the other areas of the floor. I mentioned this to the woman, saying that the floor was durable, even in the areas where it was heavily worn, like in front of the office of the building. We moved to the southeast, where a set of stairs descended from the east. We seemed to be on the eastern end of the hallway, and the stairs descended along the southern wall of the hall. At the bottom of the stairs, i noticed a recessed area in the stone floor. The area had been worn enough that the stone had a depression in it. I moved to the east of the depression, talking about it with the woman. I said that it had been worn down quite a bit more than when i had been here. The bowl-shaped depression was about two decis wide and about a half deci deep. As i spoke to the woman, i stared into the bowl, noticing that the patterns in the terrazzo floor had been altered as the surface of the floor was worn down. The different layers of terrazzo must have formed symmetric patters, and the resulting patter in the depression seemed like a kaleidoscopic flower of brows and blacks on the white background. I said that the pattern was very nice, and i continued to talk to the woman. I was now sitting on the stairs to the east of the depression, and the woman was standing to the northwest of me, to the north of the depression.

12023 October 30

I moved to the south a little, still facing west. I was doing something with the other people, who were to the west of me. The man to the west of me asked about the check. He seemed to be $F81. I told him that all of the checks had been cashed, but we still had one that was unaccounted for. I said that it was number fourty-four. I shifted position on the eastern side of the table as $F81 shifted on the western side. I started to wonder if i had the number of the check incorrect. Fourty-four did not seem like the right number. I told the other person that it might not be the right number, and then i said that i thought it might be number twenty-two. I thought about this. $F81 asked who had the check, and i told him that $A770 still had it. I felt annoyed that $A770 had confused the billing.

The other person was concerned about the ghost, and i felt tense thinking about the ghost. I headed to the west, down the darkened hallway. The hall had a very high arched ceiling. No lights were on in the hallway, but a light from the west illuminated the walls slightly. The man stood on the southern side of the hallway, and a shrouded figure stood to the west of us, about ten meters away. I felt scared of the figure at first, but i remembered that we had just banished the ghost from this place. I passed the man and continued down the hallway toward the tall thin figure, which seemed to be covered with an indistinct black veil. I told the man that we had banished the ghost, so the ghost would have no power. I remembered doing this in the story not so long ago. It seemed like the story had been a long novel, but it had completed before this moment. I felt nervous as i approached the ghost, but i kept telling the man that we had defeated the bad spirit, so we should not be afraid. I passed to the north of he ghost, continuing down the corridor, which seemed like a subterranean corridor. I thought that it led into a large chamber to the west. This corridor was part of an old mansion, and i remembered that a woman had owned the mansion. I continued telling the man about the place, saying that the woman was a wonderful and charitable person. I thought that she would have allowed her mansion to be open to people, and i thought that there might be something in the large chamber to the west. I pictured the room as a large round room with a domed ceiling. I thought that it might be in a separate building from the house, connected by the tunnel. Something about the room seemed like warm tan light. I headed back to the east, toward the man as i talked about the room. The room seemed to be a cylinder or hemisphere inside a larger structure, and i seemed to be crossing a bridge to get back to the corridor to the east. I then wondered if the room could act as a trap. As i thought this, i noticed the large metal doors over the corridor. They were only open a crack, but they were closing. I reached for them as i approached, but i could not grab the northern door, which closed. The doors seemed to be metal, and they seemed to be colored green. I thought that i was trapped in the chamber, and the other person was still to the east of me. I wondered if someone would come to get me out. I thought about the chamber, picturing it as a large cylindrical room. I then thought of it as a water tower, and i wondered if it could fill with water. I did not feel panicked, but i seemed to be trapped near the top of the water tower. I thought that i should be able to float for a long time, but i knew that i had to get out. I worried that the water might fill the container to the top, but i also knew that this did not seem to happen in the story. I felt a little scared, and i wondered what i should do. I pushed against the walls of the container with my legs. The container was now small enough that i could reach both sides with my hands stretched out. I pushed on the eastern side, feeling the metal bend. As i relaxed, the metal popped back into place. I pushed several times, realizing that i could flex the sides to try to signal someone outside. I wondered if i would get tired of pushing before someone might notice. I felt nervous, hoping that someone would come to help me before i died here.

12023 October 31

I was standing on the wide square platform as it slowly moved to the west. Others were with me, but some of them were to the north of the cart. The land around us seemed very flat, but cubical buildings were around us. They were spaced out over the land, but they seemed similar in shape. The road that we were on was wide, with low curbs, and it traveled through the development of buildings. I focused on a building to the northwest of us. It seemed almost perfectly cubical, with few features on the light-pinkish-orange walls. The building had windows and some raised surfaces that seemed to be narrow balconies, but it seemed relatively flat on the surface. Something about this building seemed different than the rest, and i thought that we would be stopping at this place. I said something to the others, who were to the northeast of me now. The cart i was on was about five meters square. It was a flat surface, but it had round metal railings around the sides. Some baggage seemed to be on the surface of the cart, to the west of me. I looked at the building as the platform moved to the south of it. I said something to the others about taking a picture of the building. It seemed that we had come here for that reason, and i expected the others to gather for the picture. The cart did not stop in front of the building, though. To my surprise, it continued moving to the southwest, following a curve in the road. I felt confused and concerned. I thought that we should have been stopping at the building. I called to the others, hoping that the cart would stop, but it did not. I turned to look to the south. After the curve, the road headed south, through more of the plain cubical buildings. I realized that most of this area had buildings that looked very much like the one i had thought was special. The cart seemed to be moving more quickly now, and i could see that the road seemed to descend a hill to the south of me. The road ran perfectly flat for about a hundred meters before disappearing around the hill. As the cart approached the hill, i realized that i could not see any land beyond the crest of the hill. It seemed as though the land suddenly descend very steeply. I felt a little worried about this as the cart approached the edge. I would have to secure things in the cart. I was holding the cat in my arms as i moved to the south on the cart. It seemed to be raining a little, so i would have to put the cat somewhere where it would be safe. I put the cat into a small black metal cage on the eastern side of the cart. The cart had already started down the hill, and i worried that the waves from the water would wash over the sides of the cart, which seemed like a boat. I pushed the cage under the bench that was now along the eastern side of the boat. I pushed a similar cage under the western side as well. The cage to the west seemed to be a little larger than the one to the east. I then worried that the waves might come into the boat. I wanted to keep the cats safe as we headed down the street to the south. At the bottom of the steep hill, the street seemed to be a city street, and the cart was more like a bus with no walls. I worried that the bottom of the bus did not fill with water. I did not want the cats to get stuck in the cages as the water filled the area.