DannyCool

I am in dark tunnels trying to get out of what seems like a game. I get out and enter to an open space like a courtyard. There are two women there. One is the game master and the other her helper but it could be my dream guide. Before I do the next task there is a series of questions as to why I have not been myself IWL. I tell them that when I speak to them I speak in regular English that I was taught in school and can explain any of my emotions or the reality of the world. When I speak with friends in the countryside they use this thick accent and I cannot explain or express everything as I am chained to convention to what I speak about. She listens carefully and selects my next game. I wake up.