Zechariah's Dream Journal

I hardly remember anything about last night, I went to bed late and woke up in a hurry for a job interview. But I do remember that I was riding in a car with my father's friend Phil, and we picked up a somewhat dirty looking guy who needed a ride. He wanted to go to some part of town to look around for a party of rave, Phil instead drove him to a church and dropped him off.

The last part I remember was being at a house, and someone telling me that the hitcher was back. I walked into the front of the yard and saw him, and something strange happen that seemed important... but I don't remember what.