2005

pst

sun
feb
20

(Terrifying Dream) I'm inside the building now, and there's going to be a terrible confrontation. I can't let them find me, and spotting someone through a window, take off around a corner. They have knives, I'm absolutely certain, I've seen them.

I decide to hide rather than face them, I know it's the wrong thing to do. The basement! I'll slip down the stairs and go way back into the secret room, hidden behind the closet, no one knows about. I'll wait them out.

Surprising me, a voice, suddenly, a voice, very close behind me says, "That's where you always hide!"

Waking up to the smell of vomit, very close, the smell is really bad. I wonder how dogs could make such a smell, or why, and sniffing the air, find no smell at all.

I'm up on a precarious mountainside, gazing down a huge precipice. They still haven't found me, and have to work my way down without slipping. There's going to be a terrible avalanche, and I wonder if I can get to the building without being seen. They have knives, somewhere in the building, I've seen them. (Fin)

am
4:35