Dreaming in Digital

I was with Wafer and Shortbread outside a huge mall in their large parking lot. We talked and laughed on this cloudy day, where the grass was brown and crisp, and the air was cold. We ran into some of our high school guy friends, mainly Biscotti, Amaretti and another. I don't remember what else we did but when we were approaching the mall entrance, there was a concrete ledge that emerged from a downward slope of grass and I grabbed onto it and scaled across with my hands until I reached the doors of the mall. I didn't realize I was about eighteen feet off the ground until one of the guys cheered, "go, go!". By then, I tried to pull myself on the ledge, but my biceps were weak and I dropped. I slid down the brick wall to my friends below, a cloud of dust trailing from my sneakers.

I had another short dream I was sorting and packaging boxes for children for Christmas. These boxes were for children in third world countries.

I was with Cookie for part of the dream. I was given a fish tank with more fish. The tank had a crack. I was thinking of what to do but my mom poked around with the crack and it broke off. The fish were flushed out of the tank, panicked, and I hurried to put them in water, especially fishy who needed the water conditioner. In the end my fish were okay and still alive.

We moved into a new house and the walls were all white. I was sitting on my bed with a vacuum cleaner, seeing what it would suck up from the objects on my bed. Next, I put it on my hand to see if it would hurt if it sucked my skin, but it felt nice. Our aunt came to visit and so did another relative. One of their grandparents just died and they were transferred into our bathtub. While everyone was outside, I stayed in my room with Cookie and we watched television. There was a talk show on, with a man and woman in their underwear and I can't remember what they were doing. My mom knocked on the door and I open it 'cause it was time to pay my respects. The wife was in the bathroom and she was young. She let us both inside and then left. Just as she was closing the door behind behind  my mom and I, we freaked out a little and decided first we have to dress nicely. So back in my room, I noticed I had my own small bathroom and a closet. I was happy. I got changed then went back to pay respects.

I don't remember my dream well, but there were bed bugs in it and it wasn't a pleasant dream.

I was in a van driven by my cousin's new husband. She sat at the front seat beside him, and behind them were her little sister and my sister; behind them were Yu Narukami and Yosuke Hanamura (from Persona 4), and I sat to Yosuke's right. We drove around the new city my cousin moved to after she married. We were going back to her house when we passed a street with shops on the left. In one store, my parents, my grandparents, and my cousins' parents were leaving a store. We parked on the opposite side of the store and we ducked away from view, trying to hide from them. I was a little tired, so I rested my head on Yosuke's shoulder. We all heard a knock on the right side window, and when my sister opened the door, my grandpa was standing outside with some kind of fruit or sweet vegetable to snack on. It was light green and long. It looked like corn still in its green husk, except it was thin, like a carrot. After he finished, we closed the door and ate this vegetable before driving off.

I was with old high school friends and we went on a trip to a resort or retreat. We had just arrived. Everyone was coupled together for the room assignments. There was something weird about our trip: our friend Jay was still alive. Time had rewinded and all of us knew he was going to die on a specific date. When he was occupied with something, we talked amongst ourselves whether we should tell him he was going to die, or tried to prevent his death ourselves. I told them my worry that he might still end up dying if the original method doesn't kill him.

I was in a different country, on an island with a beach. I was staying with my sister and my dad in a small hotel room. I don't remember much around here and there, but my dad told my sister she could stay or leave this country. There was a thunderstorm and hailing wind, but my sister still wanted to stay. We went to the dinning room and sat down, to where food was already on the table. As we ate, a Chinese lady and her mother joined us, eating out of the bowl that I was eating from. After dinner, I wandered the halls alone as the pattering of rain got heavier. I felt like I was missing something, then my cell phone rang. I answered it and it was a broken transmission from Junpei Iori (from the Shin Megami Tensei Persona 3 games). He called me twice and through those difficult but decipherable transmissions, he said to go to the old Macintosh computer in one of the hallways, so I did. I stayed on the phone and kept calling to him- I felt he was in danger and I didn't want to lose (another?) friend. We got to the computers and my dad kept talking nonsense as he fidgeted with the cords and computer, and as he did, in the reflection of the screen, I saw my dad, myself on the phone, and Junpei on the phone beside me. When I looked to his direction, he wasn't there. I understood what to do and I pushed a few buttons on the keyboard and the side of the computer, then I woke up.

But I had a short dream after. I was with Junpei at a city's streets at night. The shops were closed and the streets were empty of people except a small group of guys who minded their own business. The only lights present were the street lamps, the stars above, and the moon. He said thank you for bringing him back, and I nodded, tellinging him I didn't want to lose another and one of my oldest friends. Then I told him that even though he was with Chidori and I with my own love, I wanted to thank him in this way, especially because he counted on me for help (since nothing happens in my mundane life) and I kissed him.

It was a sunny day. I was at my cousin's fiance's house for a small celebration before the wedding. It was in a vast, grassy field in his fenceless backyard with tall trees swaying in the cool, gentle breeze. Everyone was gathered in a small corner of the lot, on the interlocked area, to pray for the groom. A guest entered late with a lighter in hand. They had an intention to kill someone in the crowd. I didn't see them, but I saw their hand flip open a silver lighter, ignite it, and as he tossed it to the ground, the groom saw this and yelled, "nooo!" Instantly, the ground was engulfed in flames, as if all were dowsed in gasoline, and standing by the killer, I died in a quick death, burning up into ash. Everything went from green, to red, an intense yellow, then white. (I woke up by a cold chill that creeped up my spine, and in cold sweat- my indication for nightmares if my fear wasn't great enough to register). There was a feeling in between the stage of burning and waking up- it wasn't pleasant, peaceful or painless; it was neither physical or emotional pain (such as the heart 'hurts' during heartbreak). I felt a miniscule bit of dread in seeing the lighter drop- a bad feeling. 

I don't remember this one well, but I was doing something at an outdoor place, in a garden area with high hedges. A black woman watched me from a table. She was seated and taking notes in her little notepad, evaluating me. I was nervous, as I knew she was the health inspector.

I was in some kind of cosplay event, one where we fought as if we were in a fighting game. I can't remember who I was dressed as, but I carried a sword. The matches were from video games or shows that were made into a video game at least once. One of the matches I remember had a ghostbuster and another had Minnie Mouse (since Mickey wasn't present).

I was with my family and we headed to our car; my mom got into the driver's seat. I was a little late getting on, so when everyone was already inside with the doors closed, my mom turned the engine on and began to drive. I had already reached the vehicle's door and opened it wide. I yelled for her to stop and she stopped abruptly. When I had climbed in, I commented she almost forgot me, but without turning around and in a voice full of anger, she said, "I meant to."

It was a new fall semester at university and I attended the first class to my ethics course. It was a massive class of about 300 students. I sat in the back with a window behind me, as the rest of the class was dark. We watched a movie and was released later. I had another class after this one, so I took an underground path. It looked a little dangerous, but after a while of walking without direction, I realized this path could take me to Waterloo (though I was already in Waterloo). I went back the way I came into the school's courtyard, which looked like my middle school's playground but with more overgrown brush. As I hurried late for my class, I wondered what other courses I had taken.

I had a mission with Barbara Gordon, or Batgirl (pre-reboot) from the DC Universe. She was beautiful.

I went grocery shopping with my sister for some things our mom needed and as we were picking up a cart, we ran into Benedict Cumberbatch. Excited, I rushed to him and chatted I knew my sister was a huge fan (not in real life) but she didn't go near him or try to say "hi". She ended up leaving to go to another store within the small mall and I spent time with Cumberbatch, wandering around until the mall turned into the foyer of a hotel. To our left, we circled a big breakfast pavilion in the shape of a circle. I took a picture of it as we passed with my cellphone's camera to use as a game background later. While I still had my phone out, I asked if we could take a picture together and he agreed. My sister caught up with us and I asked if she wanted to take a picture with him. She acted shy and aloof but said yes. I didn't know how to use her camera and it wouldn't autofocus correctly. I fiddled with the settings and when I looked up again, a group of cosplayers ended up posing beside Cumberbatch; my sister was not by his side anymore. I tried taking another picture without luck and the group kept getting bigger and longer that my sister was no longer close enough near him to take a decent picture. This kept going on until Cumberbatch said he had to go. He was getting fed up of waiting for a faulty camera to work. I gave the camera back to my sister as the crowd dispersed and told her I didn't get a picture- she wasn't close enough to him.

Superboy (Connor Kent/Kon-El), Robin III (Tim Drake), Impulse (Bart Allen) [all from the DC Universe, mainly the designs from Cartoon Network's 'Young Justice'] and I were wandering about an slightly empty street market on a hot, sunny day. We were laughing and kidding around as we passed a vendor with many nicknacks and merchandise hanging from a wall he erected. We all slowed down when we came to it, looking at the various items hung. Superboy turns to short, little me and dares me to go buy a giant sombrero hanging from the wall. I shyly wandered to the wall, looking at every object and saw a brown leather messenger bag that I'd rather buy. The bag beside it also enticed me, but it was a small backpack. I reminded myself I was suppose to buy the sombrero, so I reached up to try and pull it off the wall. My height humiliated me as I couldn't grab the hat, so Impulse took it off the wall for me. Robin was beside me too, as they were both curious to what had my 'interest on the wall'- I guess they didn't hear Superboy speak.

I had another dream where I went shopping to find Bonk a birthday present. We buy each other charms, so I went looking for something that can be converted into a charm.

I had two nightmares. In one, there was a face I (thankfully) have forgotten. It was a hideous face with pale blue skin. Something was wrong with it's eyes. They were voided of a soul and they weren't normal eyes. In their sockets were something else, but I can't remember. Maybe there were more than one eyeball in each socket; maybe they were mouths.

In the second nightmare, I was with Dean Winchester of Supernatural. We went to investigate something, but it was pitch black. We finally reached a small spotlight and there was a figure. Dean touched him and something I don't remember happened. Then it was just the two of us, but something was wrong with my friend. His mind got slower and he laid a hand on my shoulder to steady himself, as he was dizzy. I took his hand with my own and felt something strange. I looked at his palm and there was a mouth. Startled, I quickly pulled away but his hand moved on it's own and the mouth began to gnaw on my knuckles. I felt immense pain (in my dream). I was being eaten alive.

My last dream was thankfully better. I gathered with many men in ancient roman armor. I too was dressed in this getup and it wasn't strange to everyone that I was a female warrior. I carried a two-handed broadsword, which I strapped to my back before mounting my brown and white horse. We rode fast, near the lead of the group until we ran into a giant monster. I rode around it many times for it to get dizzy, but the being had greater intelligence. I don't remember much of what happened, but a new man came along and rode with me to slay the giant form.

I had two other dreams I can't remember, but in this dream, I was at a park at night with many people. We were playing a group game at night. It was like a movie, where I was a girl who liked a boy named Sunny. We had a friend (who I didn't get the name of). Sunny wasn't playing this game with us that night. The game was similar to Red Rover but the MC asked us all to lie on the ground and he shut off all the lights. I felt a wet kiss, which, when the lights came back on, was from our friend. He was looking down at me.

I was searching for jobs from a box of clippings I received and a man came to me talking about his job opening, offering it to me. At first I declined it, as I felt uncomfortable with someone trying to push their way into making my life, but when i returnedto the ad, he explained more. It was held at his house in the countryside with a lush garden and many priceless items on display, like a museum. I drove into his lot in the late afternoon and saw as he described, but with changes. Instead of the green garden, it was beginning to wither and brown. He led me to the backyard where many sat in tables, waiting for other guests to arrive to begin dinner. I was given a seat by the man and as we sat, the boss of the company walked atop a platform and greeted us all.

I was at an engagement party with Jensen Ackles, who acted as Dean Winchester in the television show Supernatural. we were in the sunlight of a park and the wedding photographer asked me to come to a grassy area with him. I followed him to a line he drew on the grass and he asked me to pose (though I don't remember all that I did). Next he asked Ackles for pictures and I followed to their photo session. The photographer was asking him to go to one side of the line and do a somersault to the son of "Carry On My Wayward Son" by Kansas. I watched with interest that I didn't Realized the world around us changed (and I was no longer part of the dream, but a spectator). The world around them was a windy desert with a lavender sky. Dressed in a thin, dirty, white shirt with the sleeves ripped out, leather suspenders and dark cargo pants, Dean Winchester was alone with an old, bone-y, lanky man covered in a thin, grey tattered grey clothing. He was teaching Dean a routine he'd need for the future; preparing him for a certain kind of attack. The day came when his training was required. The old man woke up to the vibrations of heavy footsteps. He shook Dean awake, then crept to a wide, rectangular window in the wall of their abandoned, large, steel shelter. He beckons him to see the creatures he was trained to pass. At the count of three, they jumped out of the window and began weaving through the tall creatures. They were non-hostile and travelled slowly in a caravan of their own. As they reached the end of the creatures, he heard a scream. His mentor was crushed under the steps of one of the massive creatures. The man told him to continue and not to let emotion distract him from his training. At the end, four tall, sickly blue women screeched at him from under their purple hoods. Began a spell and aimed it at him, but before she could execute it, Desn pulled out rose water and sprayed it at her. She shrieked and vanished. Off camera, someone yelled, "what was that!?" Dean looked to his right and a suited, heavy man came running to his side. "A witch," he responded. The desert was now contained in a long, glass hall beside a train station.

In the morning, I sat down and played a computer game with a few small toys I had laying by me. Soon it was time to go to work, so I got ready and brought them all with me in plastic ziplocks. I got to work and walked into AMC movie theatre to hide out before work. There, I did some more playing with the contents of my ziplock until I realized I needed something. I ran looking for it around te theatre which looked like a school. I gave up searching and saw I was lost in the crazy hallways. I tried searching for an exit outside, but nothing outside looked familiar. It was a school now and it was under a great amount of construction. I asked for directions and the one I was given led to an unfinished staircase- only the railing was there and it looped and bender like a rollercoaster. I held on to the railing and zoomed until the end and ran back into the gym. It was filled with people. I made my way to where I sat previously and my things were gone. Axel's sister and her friend were there and were looking for their things as well. They found it on a shelf at the front, so I searched too and found my ziplocks there. Someone tapped my shoulder and it was the cute customer who worked from AMC. His hair was curly and light, maybe blond with blue eyes. He asked me if the free popcorn ticket worked and how was it and I said it worked well and thanked him; i never used it. I gathered my things and looked at the time and realized I was late for work. I looked back to him and he was sitting behind a row of people on the floor as everyone else was. I ran straight to work and used the back door to avoid my employers before going straight to work. .

I attended a class for some kind of social learning. It was intergalactic and all ages. It was also like kindergarten. I was handed a note from one of my peers, and after reading it, I ran to my teacher to sort the problem. The teacher called Dexter, the one who wrote the note to chat with him outside the classroom and with me present. The letter he wrote me was saying I should return to the kitchen because that's where I belonged, and other old fashioned thinking. I was hurt and angry when I read it. In Dexter's defense, he said that's what it was like on Mars for women, but the teacher was telling him it was wrong.

I had three dreams but I remember only bits of the first and third.

In the first, I had an envelope with something important in it, a cheque maybe. I put it down temporarily to look at something on a table at the mall, but when I looked into my envelope, it was gone. I panicked, but I also saw the thief left something there too. It looked like an important paper. Somehow I ran into Britney Spears and she said she knew the thief, so we went into a girl-accessory shop like Claires, and there she was. Britney talked to her first, but I hid in case I would scare her away. When Britney finished the deal, she returned to me with the thief- a woman with long red hair and punk clothes- and told me the deal. I was to give her a bus ticket and what she forgot. She gave me my cheque and she left with her forgotten paper, but she forgot her bus ticket. I pulled out a sheet of folded tickets. They were about 1cm x 2cm each and I tore one off for when I met her again, and I did and gave her the ticket.

In my third dream, I worked at fast food and when my shift finished, I hopped on a bus back to Waterloo. The seat I chose had a cat and a lizard sitting on the same seat, but I sat beside them on the same seat anyway. When I reach there, I hopped on another bus that led to the school. I bumped into a lady who invited me to ride free with her ID pass, but I still had mine from school.

I had two dreams. In my first dream, I laid on the floor of the bakery shop I worked at for fun.

In my next dream, my fish died and my fish bowl was empty so I ate ice cream from the fridge and finishes it. My sister wanted some, so I dug into the ground, and as I did, I found a small, pink snake. I put it into my bowl as my new pet. One day, it started opening the plastic covering above it's bowl, and I became scared. I decided it was time to get rid of him. I went looking for something to pick it up, but when I came back, it was on the floor. I tried picking it up on it's tail, afraid it'd bite me, and it did so I dropped it again, looking for something else to carry it in. I told my sister, who'd just finished her shower, to keep the toilet open. She did. I don't remember why I headed to the front door, but out the window, there was a huge snake head hanging down inches from the front door. I swept the little, pink snake into a small garbage can with another one and ran to the bathroom and flushed the toilet. The pink snake turned green when I swept it into the garbage can.

I had two dreams, but I can't remember details from them. In the second one, the only thing I remember was checking a link I was sent in the Internet. It led me to a page with a dark background and the contents of it compared Batman to a fictional character long before Bob Kane created Batman. The impression I got from the site was that Batman had been copied from this character, but I couldn't care enough to lose my support for Batman. The character was called 'Rasmus'. I woke up with the idea that 'Rasmus' was a code word for something, maybe to lead me to an important destiny.

I was with Axel's family in a small house in a quiet, suburbian area. Axel's mom seemed extremely excited gently guided me to where Axel was in the house and telling me that he wanted to talk to me. Axel took my hand and lead me out the front door and onto the rich green, front lawn. He sat down and patted the patch beside him, saying he had something important to tell me. I thought it might be a marriage proposal, but I didn't want to get my hopes up. As we sat there, he said nothing, and we laid on the grass and watched the clouds until a dark, thick one started to appear. We rushed inside before the rain poured.

In my dream, I was watching two men. They lived in a quiet neighborhood with many small cats and dogs. One day, something was wrong with their pets like they had rabies or another disease. I was viewing this dream through one man's eyes and I stayed inside the car. In the mid afternoon, the pets started acting strangely and I saw my friend run out of the house I was parked in front of and into the diver's seat, out running the pets and closing the door promptly. It was scary when he forgot something in the house. He ran back in to get it and came back out. When the pets left him alone, they ran back inside the house as two women were exiting the house and ran into the backstage behind us, kicking the dogs so they wouldn't come in. I don't know why they didn't stay with us. Once the digs were gone again, the man and I ran out of the car and down the street, hoping the pets would get confused when trying to find us. We ran to a neighbour's door when it was starting to get dark and frantically knocked. A man answered the door, but my friend was having second thoughs when he started sneezing constantly.

I was with a traveling group of adventurers or superheroes. There were four of us: one man and two females and I. The man and one of the ladies were siblings. We travelled by horse everywhere we went. The man's name was Roy, and he was an archer like Arsenal in DC comics (Red Arrow in Young Justice; Speedy in Teen Titans), but he looked nothing like him and acted differently. This Roy wore a green hood and acted like the flirtatious Green Arrow. The four of us travelled through a partially modern city. The large buildings crowded the streets and it was hot and desert-like with yellow sand everywhere. I carried my two-foot tall stuffed pikachu with me everywhere I went, and as we passed an industrial site, a group of foreign men eyed me, especially the leader with his hair shaved close to his head. They wore unimpressed faces but the leader had a mischievous grin as he puffed his cigarette. I hugged my pikachu tighter as our horses trotted past, and past the elementary school beside it.

Suddenly I was in an inn room the four of us shared. Our leader, with her hair tying back her large curls, came into the room and told us we had to leave now. The second woman came in a bit frantic telling us she couldn't drag Roy out of the party. I got to my feet to retrieve the man. He was downstairs partying with the drunks at the bar and dancing with random waitresses. I tried to drag him out, but he acted like a child not wanting to leave and pushed me away. I forced a wet kiss on him, then took his hand and successfully lured the confused manchild out of the excitement. We saddled our horses and began to gallop away.

I don't remembr how this next part happened, but I lost my team and my horse, and I was alone with my pikachu. I found myself inside the industrial site and trying to sneak my way out of there without being seen by any of the men earlier. They knew I was there and they were looking for me. Finally reaching the end of the fencing, I climbed over it and climbed the school wall into one of the open windows. Luckily the class was empty. I took a child's chair, put my pikachu behind me (and something between us though I can't remember) and galloped off on it's metal legs. I seemed to be going faster than when I walked or ran, so I continued with it. I was also a child again, so that my pikachu was almost twice my size and I fit in this chair well. I galloped through the school and reached the front entrance where curious children watched me leave. They knew I wasn't a student, and they aided my efforts to escape, holding the door open for me. I reached the bottom of a pile of children trying to climb a fence. Abandoning my chair, I held on to my pikachu and struggled to climb over. As I reached the top, I heard a someone scream my name. Behind me, a girl's ankle was in the grasp of one of the men in the industrial plot. More were also approaching to get me. I freed the girl's foot and we ran into a nice lady's house, who led us upstairs to look for a hiding place. I reached a dead end in one of her rooms, so I ran back out to hid in a linen closet. I heard the men push the lady aside and search her house. One man opened the door and tried to grab my pikachu and I away, but we struggled to get out of his tight grip. He separated my pikachu from me, and I couldn't return to my adult form. It was the leader who found me.

I was in an mmorpg with another girl and two guys. I don't remember a lot of the dream, but one of the guys was blond and sweet, but also had a patch of dark personality. I thought he was cute. The game had options to change my character's armor appearance, as all characters did. These armors were free and already in inventory, but you could still purchase expensive armors from the cash shop. My character look very much like Isica, and possibly was her from the MLR world. The guys and girls had the same outfit styles, but differed when worn so girl clothes would be feminine. I changed my clothes one day and met up with my group to socialize. The platinum blond boy noticed me and gave me a hug for the first time. The armor revealed more skin than my old one, and was more feminine in cut. He asked which armor I wore, and I told him, but he said it was the same one he was wearing and it would've been a tanktop instead of the sleeveless shirt I wore. I looked into my inventory and saw most of my clothes were tanktops. Another day came and I changed my outfit again. This time, I ran only into him and he took my head in his hands and kissed me until my heart fluttered violently in my chest. When he let go, he confessed he'd been wanting to do that and asked which outfit was this one. His reply in turn to mine was it was suppose to have a tanktop for the upper armor. Behind him, a girl cleared her throat for attention and I realized he wasn't alone. Three girls in fluffy armor dresses sat on bleachers, and he retook his seat between two of the girls, asking me to join. I sat next to the last girl beside him. They seemed to not like me, possibly because one of them had a crush on him. On another occasion I logged in, it was my birthday. I was happy to escape the real world and their expectations for birthdays, but this log in didn't go well, as huge monsters came after me. My clothes this time were poofy and clean- it was a poofy dress.

I travelled with four adventurers, who were also fighters. We visited various locations and each one was character specific, as only one character could see the darkness-- the monsters that came up. I was with Lightning in Final Fantasy XIII, a young, cute blond man, and a tomboyish girl who wore a long cloak. We ran from loctation to location seeking out and fighting these shadow monsters. The first location was Lightning's, as she could see the creatures. She directed us with words as she fought along side us. We followed Lightning through buildings in small cities and up elevators. Next was the blond's; we followed his instruction as we did Lightning's at first, though I wasn't sure whether once a character could see the monsters, the monsters would always be visible from that point on. I got that impression though. Next they revealed themselves to the cloaked girl once we climbed another elevator. We went down a flight of concrete stairs in a little town with dirt roads. We made our way to the rural area, stopping by a diner along the road. I was chosen to get information from the middle-aged, farmer waiter. I dressed up in short overalls and red lipstick and had blond hair in pigtails. I used a fake Southern accent as I talked with the waiter, making light conversation. As soon as the waiter left, I rushed out and regrouped with my friends by his garage. As o stepped closer to them, my heart raced in knowing it was my turn to lead. The monsters came out of the ground and I called out their location and the amount we faced. When we vanquished them, Lightning fell to the ground in weakness. She was dying as I held her up. The last words she said were, "tell Malchior I love him." She'd been in love with someone else in the first game, and now she loved her other male friend. Then I woke up.

After hanging around with the girls from girl's night, I went to a family event, but I was alone with many people. In the dream, I saw Nica's dad and Bing's dad meet each other. They looked very much like their child. There was a banquet table prepared and I ate by myself, though I eyed the valentines day heart-shaped muffins. After eating, they were almost gone. I took one heart with red sprinkles, and another that was fish-shaped. The lady watching the muffins pointed to that one and told me it was her favourite, so I tried it.

I was in a dark world. At first, I was in a modern little village where business men and women met at a little coffee shop, but as I travelled down a path leading to a heavily darkened road, I came across an old house once as brightly used as a banquet hall. I went through rooms, eliminating the ghostly haunted dangers until finally I reached the last three rooms. They were larger than the rest, or there was more than one room to pass. Either way, I had difficulty eliminating the dead alone. I came across two rooms in a basement. It was locked away for a long time that heavy dust and cobwebs covered the floor and furniture. There was a woman in her early twenties studying there, so I talked to her about the mystery of the room. She told me about the telephone near her and I had to call a certain number to defeat the monsters in the room. It was an old, black, corded phone. I picked up the receiver and began to dial (I don't remember where I got the number I was calling from) when two ghasty, dusty monsters started moving into the room. They resembled mummies without the wrapped linen, and when I kicked one in the groin to buy myself more time, the monster didn't flinch. With the receiver still in hand, I ran towards the door, but the cord disconnected from the distance I ran, I threw it on the orange, dust-faded couch and ran upstairs into the light. The tall, clear windows greeted my face with sunlight. It seemed everytime I cleared a room, the house became cleaner and lively. I ran into the main banquet hall where a familiar woman was seated during a wedding. When she saw me, she stood and asked about my situation. I looked behind me to find the dead gone and told her I needed a phone, which she cheerily pointed me to one behind her. I took it and called, knowing the number belonged to a high classed man and perhaps a mafia loan shark. The other line sounded different from downstairs, and I came to the conclusion that I had to make the call only from that horrid room. I felt my pit of fear return remembering that now I had to reconnect the receiver to the phone then make the call again.

I was with Hugene and an acquaintance from archery club, who was also in my fashion/sewing class, and we were in a class together. We all graduated from the same university (that I went to) and sat around a rectangular, children's table over a large, orange rug. Surrounding us was a creme-coloured, tiled floor and white walls. A few other students our age sat sparse around us, and we had all just finish eating lunch and/or working on free-time crafts. I don't remember most of the conversations that happened, but I remember I brought up how I regretted going to this university and wish I went to another. Our acquaintance was tall, African-American and kind, and he shook his head disagreeing with me-- he enjoyed going to this school. Later on when he left, Hugene and were left in the room. I took a pink, Barbie blanket from a pile and snuggled down in an armchair ready or a nap. Hugene gasped, reprimanding me, thinking I didn't own it, but I told her that my aunt had left it with my family to donate to flood victims who needed soft sleeping gear. My mother had taken it because it was a good blanket. Not too seem like a bad guy, I lied to Hugene, telling her my mother exchanged the blanket for another blanket, and placed it in the pile.