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I was returning to college. I took a train, was confused by a rude conductor that said I was going to the wrong destination, but ended up heading where I wanted to in the first place. At the university, I remember back to my original time as a freshman. My roomie was friendly, but a little too macho for my liking. While I did my classwork, he was usually out experiencing the joy of being in college, and I think it was suggested that he was somewhat of a ladykiller. Before the year ended, I met the first woman to ever interest me in college. We started talking during a social event. We talked, but then I was shortcome by my roomie, who immediately took over and began to find ways to make sure he had priority over her, completely shutting me out from her. The last vision I had of this past was of running out of the bar and seeing both of them walking out together against a snowing parking lot as I stood there watching and hating the man.

I returned to college ready to try again. I went out, bought some books, looked around the quad and breathed in the nostalgia of it. When I came around to my dorm room, it was a bunk house. People talked to each other as I lay back and some of them recognized me when I returned. Somewhere along the way the subject of my old roommate came up and I asked them about it. They said that he was out partying. I inquired about the girl to see if she was all right, but then I was informed that she was his girlfriend for the last number of years and that they were very close. I thought of trying to get her back, but after I heard that I realized it was all a false pretense to begin with. I tried to go to bed and then later walked the streets in the light snow. There was that bar again, and I entered, where I played arcade games and ate pizza with the others there. There was also a sort of social writing event, where each person was supposed to write something about their thoughts on a sheet of paper and others would eventually read it. I was worried it was going to be something crass, but as I looked at a sheet someone was writing on, I realized that there was something very intelligent and caring they put on the sheet.
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I was returning to college. I took a train, was confused by a rude conductor that said I was going to the wrong destination, but ended up heading where I wanted to in the first place. At the university, I remember back to my original time as a freshman. My roomie was friendly, but a little too macho for my liking. While I did my classwork, he was usually out experiencing the joy of being in college, and I think it was suggested that he was somewhat of a ladykiller. Before the year ended, I met the first woman to ever interest me in college. We started talking during a social event. We talked, but then I was shortcome by my roomie, who immediately took over and began to find ways to make sure he had priority over her, completely shutting me out from her. The last vision I had of this past was of running out of the bar and seeing both of them walking out together against a snowing parking lot as I stood there watching and hating the man.

I returned to college ready to try again. I went out, bought some books, looked around the quad and breathed in the nostalgia of it. When I came around to my dorm room, it was a bunk house. People talked to each other as I lay back and some of them recognized me when I returned. Somewhere along the way the subject of my old roommate came up and I asked them about it. They said that he was out partying. I inquired about the girl to see if she was all right, but then I was informed that she was his girlfriend for the last number of years and that they were very close. I thought of trying to get her back, but after I heard that I realized it was all a false pretense to begin with. I tried to go to bed and then later walked the streets in the light snow. There was that bar again, and I entered, where I played arcade games and ate pizza with the others there. There was also a sort of social writing event, where each person was supposed to write something about their thoughts on a sheet of paper and others would eventually read it. I was worried it was going to be something crass, but as I looked at a sheet someone was writing on, I realized that there was something very intelligent and caring they put on the sheet.

Dream

Apr. 25th, 2005 08:20 am
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Dream

Apr. 25th, 2005 08:20 am
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Dreamt I was in Suikoden.

I was a member in a party of others traveling through ruins that seemed Sindar in origin. My members included a man in his twenties who was the new hero. I looked at the others I was with and started to wonder if I remembered them from any past Suikoden and then I noted that the Fire Bringer was in my party.

Another opposing group came into the ruins after we tried to open an ancient stone cabinet to see what was inside. We go into combat and it is not long before the Fire Bringer falls. I go into a rage and strike down everyone of them I can like some sort of angry frenzy, killing with a disturbing violence that alarms some of the other members.

At that point, I start to think of a background in the Grassland highlands where along the top of a great top of a valley was a village of huts. I can't remember much more than that, other than the Fire Bringer was there; possibly the new hero as well, and their meeting.

Analysis: Although it's been awhile, this is at least the third dream I've had in the past few days where I became abnormally violent. I'm not sure if it means something, but maybe it has something to do with this motivation lack I've been having recently. Damn it.
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Dreamt I was in Suikoden.

I was a member in a party of others traveling through ruins that seemed Sindar in origin. My members included a man in his twenties who was the new hero. I looked at the others I was with and started to wonder if I remembered them from any past Suikoden and then I noted that the Fire Bringer was in my party.

Another opposing group came into the ruins after we tried to open an ancient stone cabinet to see what was inside. We go into combat and it is not long before the Fire Bringer falls. I go into a rage and strike down everyone of them I can like some sort of angry frenzy, killing with a disturbing violence that alarms some of the other members.

At that point, I start to think of a background in the Grassland highlands where along the top of a great top of a valley was a village of huts. I can't remember much more than that, other than the Fire Bringer was there; possibly the new hero as well, and their meeting.

Analysis: Although it's been awhile, this is at least the third dream I've had in the past few days where I became abnormally violent. I'm not sure if it means something, but maybe it has something to do with this motivation lack I've been having recently. Damn it.

Dream

Apr. 16th, 2005 10:54 am
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Dreamt about a cat. It was a very pretty looking cat with short fur and large pretty green eyes and it stared at me and would smile. I lived in a complex that was around the docks where there were boxes everywhere. It was pretty, but I was afraid of touching the cat because the first time I saw it, it clawed someone hard. I tried to hide away from it enough to keep myself safe, but the cat was intelligent enough to follow me. At one point, it followed me home and I wanted to hide from it, but it followed me enough to reach my door. One of my roommates would open the door and notice the pretty cat and let it in and I watched it follow me. I almost start to break down and the cat seems sympathetic enough to push itself back outside but continues to watch me and I can't get myself to close the door.

Dream

Apr. 16th, 2005 10:54 am
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Dreamt about a cat. It was a very pretty looking cat with short fur and large pretty green eyes and it stared at me and would smile. I lived in a complex that was around the docks where there were boxes everywhere. It was pretty, but I was afraid of touching the cat because the first time I saw it, it clawed someone hard. I tried to hide away from it enough to keep myself safe, but the cat was intelligent enough to follow me. At one point, it followed me home and I wanted to hide from it, but it followed me enough to reach my door. One of my roommates would open the door and notice the pretty cat and let it in and I watched it follow me. I almost start to break down and the cat seems sympathetic enough to push itself back outside but continues to watch me and I can't get myself to close the door.
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Kept for the sake of logging.

I went to a prison to check up on someone. The inside of the prison looked not too different from a very busy terminal (I think the concept was inspired by Times Square station). Lots of terminals where officers were standing behind, lots of armed soldiers walking by. I looked around for the right cell but all the other rooms were full of patients. I then remember something a friend of mine said about his work at a hospital and I started to wonder if this was what he was talking about. I peek over to one cell a bit to see these people getting treated who definitely seem to have some sort of mental disability: one of them howls some sort of gibberish and I back off. It turns out there's another part of the prison to check out. Before this, though, the center of the room caves into this pit and is sucking in huge amounts of air. I'm holding on for my life to a railing as I ask someone what it is. They reply "Haven't you heard of Azumanga Daioh?" Eventually the pit seals itself and we can continue on our merry way. I end up going past this double door that I don't think people are allowed to go through because beyond it is a very bitter frozen cold.

I trudge through the snow and icy weather and then get onto a railway system trolley (think like that parking trolley) with a few others. We ride along and I'm treated to some sort of macabre collection of what they do to prisoners. I remember some of these people getting turned into fleshy flowers, some of them getting quartered and strung up, and there were a lot of heads lying around here and there along the stonework as the rail. I realize that whoever it is I was supposed to meet had no chance. I wait for the rail to head all the way back to where it originally was and I head back to the door but I know it's sealed shut, so I stand to a corner and wait. The door finally opens and I'm hidden behind the big ass door as I hope no one notices me. Guards pass me by and I get in and I return to the large area.

I feel like I know too much and for all I know, there are people watching me: I cannot help but notice these cameras in the room that suddenly seem to hone in on me, so I try to get out. By the time I make it to the cabs outside though, the alarm shrieks and I wake up.
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Kept for the sake of logging.

I went to a prison to check up on someone. The inside of the prison looked not too different from a very busy terminal (I think the concept was inspired by Times Square station). Lots of terminals where officers were standing behind, lots of armed soldiers walking by. I looked around for the right cell but all the other rooms were full of patients. I then remember something a friend of mine said about his work at a hospital and I started to wonder if this was what he was talking about. I peek over to one cell a bit to see these people getting treated who definitely seem to have some sort of mental disability: one of them howls some sort of gibberish and I back off. It turns out there's another part of the prison to check out. Before this, though, the center of the room caves into this pit and is sucking in huge amounts of air. I'm holding on for my life to a railing as I ask someone what it is. They reply "Haven't you heard of Azumanga Daioh?" Eventually the pit seals itself and we can continue on our merry way. I end up going past this double door that I don't think people are allowed to go through because beyond it is a very bitter frozen cold.

I trudge through the snow and icy weather and then get onto a railway system trolley (think like that parking trolley) with a few others. We ride along and I'm treated to some sort of macabre collection of what they do to prisoners. I remember some of these people getting turned into fleshy flowers, some of them getting quartered and strung up, and there were a lot of heads lying around here and there along the stonework as the rail. I realize that whoever it is I was supposed to meet had no chance. I wait for the rail to head all the way back to where it originally was and I head back to the door but I know it's sealed shut, so I stand to a corner and wait. The door finally opens and I'm hidden behind the big ass door as I hope no one notices me. Guards pass me by and I get in and I return to the large area.

I feel like I know too much and for all I know, there are people watching me: I cannot help but notice these cameras in the room that suddenly seem to hone in on me, so I try to get out. By the time I make it to the cabs outside though, the alarm shrieks and I wake up.
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It begins with me sitting in a dark bedroom, chatting with people online and looking through stuff. All the while while they type out their words, I hear them as thought they're being spoken. I ask to looook at a side, and they give me access to one. I then was busy talking with someone who shared my bedroom with me. I'm looking through photos of animals and the like while discussing pornography with someone and requesting for a download for some sort of software. I play it, and then it turns out to be like an Age of Empires format. Someone I know has the command of several men. There's more, but it's hard to remember without a blanket to sleep in.

I end up going to my college under the fear of bombs, but not before I remember news of terrorists striking the college. One of my professors messages me to be careful of certain packages. Someone I know took a present under someone's name, and it was actually a bomb. I think about the second floor that I really need to reach since I had to inform a professor I knew about something important, and then I also think of the panic I might create if I told the person about the bomb. He seemed to be busy with his cellphone, so after we greeted each other, I was about to warn him about the present, but the elevator shut behind me. I knew the thing was going to blow up soon. The door opened and I started running through halls. Running really fast. A sudden ringing broke out throughout and I knew I had to run harder. When I do, I end up slamming into a corner and hearing a roaring explosion erupt as smoke punched out of the hall way I cornered myself from. There was still a way around, but I just watched the smoke as it filled out. I soon remembered that there was another bomb. About then, the phone rang. Damned since I wanted to know what else was going to happen.
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It begins with me sitting in a dark bedroom, chatting with people online and looking through stuff. All the while while they type out their words, I hear them as thought they're being spoken. I ask to looook at a side, and they give me access to one. I then was busy talking with someone who shared my bedroom with me. I'm looking through photos of animals and the like while discussing pornography with someone and requesting for a download for some sort of software. I play it, and then it turns out to be like an Age of Empires format. Someone I know has the command of several men. There's more, but it's hard to remember without a blanket to sleep in.

I end up going to my college under the fear of bombs, but not before I remember news of terrorists striking the college. One of my professors messages me to be careful of certain packages. Someone I know took a present under someone's name, and it was actually a bomb. I think about the second floor that I really need to reach since I had to inform a professor I knew about something important, and then I also think of the panic I might create if I told the person about the bomb. He seemed to be busy with his cellphone, so after we greeted each other, I was about to warn him about the present, but the elevator shut behind me. I knew the thing was going to blow up soon. The door opened and I started running through halls. Running really fast. A sudden ringing broke out throughout and I knew I had to run harder. When I do, I end up slamming into a corner and hearing a roaring explosion erupt as smoke punched out of the hall way I cornered myself from. There was still a way around, but I just watched the smoke as it filled out. I soon remembered that there was another bomb. About then, the phone rang. Damned since I wanted to know what else was going to happen.
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I dreamt I was in New York, around a dorm. I fell in love with someone and I think we grew attached to each other from experience in the internet. I share a room with her and her friends: everyone is gorgeous. I lie back on a bed and I start hearing the music to "Growing Pains" and I can't help but feel entranced to it. I try talking to her, and we start talking about everything. She doesn't share my views, and I express my disagreement over her desire to use that little mouse eraser pusher (you know, that they put in laptops) instead of a mouse. Then we talk about digital cameras, and her friends join in. I can see them talk and laugh and have fun with digital cams and whatnot. After I watch them, I don't see her anymore, and I wonder where she is. I see her friends, and they're messing around with all these gadgets. I think her roommate had a tackle box full of C4 and primer. They were going to do something, and I wanted to join, but I couldn't. They left and I was alone in the room, so all I did was sit around and try to get a digital camera that worked right: all the previous models were pretty cheap in design, but I started thinking of a decent one. Then she appears before me, and I see her as not as attractive as I thought before. She asked if she was still pretty in my eye. I hugged her and told her that yes, she was regardless of anything, because I liked her for more than looks.

You would think the dream would end there, but it doesn't. I had to go home at night. Unfortunately, the bus lines were off. My brother, whom I met up with along the way to a bus, concucted a plan where he told me that whenever this happened, he usually would just cross the tracks and then walk the rest of the way. Scares the bejeezus out of me, personally. We reach the station, and I see this fork of tracks. I wait, and then I notice three to four people also going this way. I hear something coming and I see light approaching this track. I tell my brother I see something. Immediately, everyone takes the the sides. It was only a van that drives through the track, though. We continue and it takes us to this track that does an immediate turn to the right and outside. To the left is an old bathroom. I enter it, and while I am there, my brother is talking with some nuns that suddenly appear behind me. They're talking about a murder case. There's a bunch of x-ray scan machines where you can see xrays and there's two huge x-rays of an entire body, bones and all. Then a train comes and passes by.

I wait for it pass, but then a bunch of people start coming. I'm warned that there are zombies coming. I draw a gun from my pocket and I start blaring away. I then realize that there are normal people there. I replay the situation, I look for the people, I fire at the zombies around them as they run. I think I shot a person again. I replay the situation a third time. This time I got all the zombies, but they took a salvo of bullets to take down: I had to change clips three times. When I'm done, the people are gone and had passed me by. I continue on, without my brother.

The people I saved follow me as I walk through what seems like a community of cabin buildings. I then realize that I'm outnumbered and then I hear the voice of this mastermind, who is watching me from behind a glass booth tell me to let go of them to his side and I'll be granted freedom to pass. I tell him that it will never work, but I had to since I realized that these people couldn't handle going through a base of enemies without anything to protect them, so I forced myself to consent.

About this time, the dream switches to someone I know from online that I have liked and known for the longest time. She comes and we talk, and then after awhile, she finally says "Oh well we have to go do something fun. Bye!" I ask to join, but they say I cannot, and I'm alone, without support, friends, anything. This is when I am forced to get up to answer a phone call.
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I dreamt I was in New York, around a dorm. I fell in love with someone and I think we grew attached to each other from experience in the internet. I share a room with her and her friends: everyone is gorgeous. I lie back on a bed and I start hearing the music to "Growing Pains" and I can't help but feel entranced to it. I try talking to her, and we start talking about everything. She doesn't share my views, and I express my disagreement over her desire to use that little mouse eraser pusher (you know, that they put in laptops) instead of a mouse. Then we talk about digital cameras, and her friends join in. I can see them talk and laugh and have fun with digital cams and whatnot. After I watch them, I don't see her anymore, and I wonder where she is. I see her friends, and they're messing around with all these gadgets. I think her roommate had a tackle box full of C4 and primer. They were going to do something, and I wanted to join, but I couldn't. They left and I was alone in the room, so all I did was sit around and try to get a digital camera that worked right: all the previous models were pretty cheap in design, but I started thinking of a decent one. Then she appears before me, and I see her as not as attractive as I thought before. She asked if she was still pretty in my eye. I hugged her and told her that yes, she was regardless of anything, because I liked her for more than looks.

You would think the dream would end there, but it doesn't. I had to go home at night. Unfortunately, the bus lines were off. My brother, whom I met up with along the way to a bus, concucted a plan where he told me that whenever this happened, he usually would just cross the tracks and then walk the rest of the way. Scares the bejeezus out of me, personally. We reach the station, and I see this fork of tracks. I wait, and then I notice three to four people also going this way. I hear something coming and I see light approaching this track. I tell my brother I see something. Immediately, everyone takes the the sides. It was only a van that drives through the track, though. We continue and it takes us to this track that does an immediate turn to the right and outside. To the left is an old bathroom. I enter it, and while I am there, my brother is talking with some nuns that suddenly appear behind me. They're talking about a murder case. There's a bunch of x-ray scan machines where you can see xrays and there's two huge x-rays of an entire body, bones and all. Then a train comes and passes by.

I wait for it pass, but then a bunch of people start coming. I'm warned that there are zombies coming. I draw a gun from my pocket and I start blaring away. I then realize that there are normal people there. I replay the situation, I look for the people, I fire at the zombies around them as they run. I think I shot a person again. I replay the situation a third time. This time I got all the zombies, but they took a salvo of bullets to take down: I had to change clips three times. When I'm done, the people are gone and had passed me by. I continue on, without my brother.

The people I saved follow me as I walk through what seems like a community of cabin buildings. I then realize that I'm outnumbered and then I hear the voice of this mastermind, who is watching me from behind a glass booth tell me to let go of them to his side and I'll be granted freedom to pass. I tell him that it will never work, but I had to since I realized that these people couldn't handle going through a base of enemies without anything to protect them, so I forced myself to consent.

About this time, the dream switches to someone I know from online that I have liked and known for the longest time. She comes and we talk, and then after awhile, she finally says "Oh well we have to go do something fun. Bye!" I ask to join, but they say I cannot, and I'm alone, without support, friends, anything. This is when I am forced to get up to answer a phone call.
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Awakening.

I awaken with barly a momory of the dream that embraced me to a sky bursting with the brightest shot of reality. For once in the last three days, the eternal gray has been lifted away to feed sun sparking against the tan orange and red of leaves, the green of the pine, and the eternal blue of the heavens. I was once allowed the chance to see the deepest blue of a sky cleaned by the rain, though there is no deep blue, only the uniform eternally light blue of a sky stricken with vitality and vivacity.

The energy that flows through me is from that light, from my repaired body... from the cold shivers of the morning and the sound of my lover playing her instruments through the trees to show me how she can shake them. It is a new day... and I know I must be ready to embrace it.
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Awakening.

I awaken with barly a momory of the dream that embraced me to a sky bursting with the brightest shot of reality. For once in the last three days, the eternal gray has been lifted away to feed sun sparking against the tan orange and red of leaves, the green of the pine, and the eternal blue of the heavens. I was once allowed the chance to see the deepest blue of a sky cleaned by the rain, though there is no deep blue, only the uniform eternally light blue of a sky stricken with vitality and vivacity.

The energy that flows through me is from that light, from my repaired body... from the cold shivers of the morning and the sound of my lover playing her instruments through the trees to show me how she can shake them. It is a new day... and I know I must be ready to embrace it.
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Wow, I don't know where to start...

It was in the darkness of a city. I was with some friends to check out something in an abandoned mansion. I walk in, explore a bit until I find a room with a bunch of computers and we settle here and start to work on them. There's some games and we try messing around with them, but they tend to have bug problems and the like. I watch this one game suddenly slowly get worse and worse as some sort of virus or the like eat away at the program as I try to type anything. Plus, the place is leaking. There's water everywhere and it's getting worse fast. I then see this furry gray and white cat that belongs to someone I know and I pet it and snuggle it and then it heads off. I follow it around but I then wake up.

I break out because my brother woke me for the moment to give me my late birthday present, Icewind Dale 2 the Collector's edition (yay!!!), but I was too tired to care and I mumble a thanks as I falls back into sleep again.

I'm in a sloping area where there are a bunch of houses, a low-value residential beach area. Yes, it's a definite beach area and most of the buildings around here are like beach shanties. I go around and then I meet someone. This part of the dream is really fuzzy: I was supposed to go somewhere with someone to meet this guy who was in a restaurant that was on stilts. I head in, I talk with the person while noting how this place, like the rest of the area, is far from a pretty looking area, and then I walk out and then explore a bit... this takes me to...

My parents and I are in a building for some retreat of their's. Around this retreat is this great expansive canyon in a beautiful landscape. Their friends are around as well as a few other people I know whom are Christians. I see them, but they eventually go off on a journey to explore the surrounding area. I also head off, exploring in a direction on my own. The edges, the rocks, I remember doing a lot of climbing and hiking; it was my natural territory. When I come back though, a bunch of people are missing, most of them are still hiking.

A day or more passes and a few people still haven't returned, mainly the families of these people I cared about including someone I know named Jael (she was someone I really liked for the past four years though she lived too far away for anything to happen) and someone I know named Lauren who I also liked but well... erm, another story for another time :P

I spend time around the house, and then I hear a report from someone that they heard a radio report about Jael's family being located. I run out and then go explore some more in the hopes of catching them on the way back, but nothing results. When I return I try to tell someone about the report, though as I talk about it, I cannot help but feel that they are bodies somewhere in the canyon even though I try to deny it verbally.

About that time, I head out again after hearing someone I knew was heading out to somewhere so I follow them. It takes me to a dark dingy sewer-like tunnel and then stairs down to a bus system composed of boats. It is then that I wake up.
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Wow, I don't know where to start...

It was in the darkness of a city. I was with some friends to check out something in an abandoned mansion. I walk in, explore a bit until I find a room with a bunch of computers and we settle here and start to work on them. There's some games and we try messing around with them, but they tend to have bug problems and the like. I watch this one game suddenly slowly get worse and worse as some sort of virus or the like eat away at the program as I try to type anything. Plus, the place is leaking. There's water everywhere and it's getting worse fast. I then see this furry gray and white cat that belongs to someone I know and I pet it and snuggle it and then it heads off. I follow it around but I then wake up.

I break out because my brother woke me for the moment to give me my late birthday present, Icewind Dale 2 the Collector's edition (yay!!!), but I was too tired to care and I mumble a thanks as I falls back into sleep again.

I'm in a sloping area where there are a bunch of houses, a low-value residential beach area. Yes, it's a definite beach area and most of the buildings around here are like beach shanties. I go around and then I meet someone. This part of the dream is really fuzzy: I was supposed to go somewhere with someone to meet this guy who was in a restaurant that was on stilts. I head in, I talk with the person while noting how this place, like the rest of the area, is far from a pretty looking area, and then I walk out and then explore a bit... this takes me to...

My parents and I are in a building for some retreat of their's. Around this retreat is this great expansive canyon in a beautiful landscape. Their friends are around as well as a few other people I know whom are Christians. I see them, but they eventually go off on a journey to explore the surrounding area. I also head off, exploring in a direction on my own. The edges, the rocks, I remember doing a lot of climbing and hiking; it was my natural territory. When I come back though, a bunch of people are missing, most of them are still hiking.

A day or more passes and a few people still haven't returned, mainly the families of these people I cared about including someone I know named Jael (she was someone I really liked for the past four years though she lived too far away for anything to happen) and someone I know named Lauren who I also liked but well... erm, another story for another time :P

I spend time around the house, and then I hear a report from someone that they heard a radio report about Jael's family being located. I run out and then go explore some more in the hopes of catching them on the way back, but nothing results. When I return I try to tell someone about the report, though as I talk about it, I cannot help but feel that they are bodies somewhere in the canyon even though I try to deny it verbally.

About that time, I head out again after hearing someone I knew was heading out to somewhere so I follow them. It takes me to a dark dingy sewer-like tunnel and then stairs down to a bus system composed of boats. It is then that I wake up.

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