Mistborn

I am at hippie festival at my childhood home. It is summer and there are lots of people there. I am high on marijuana. I think it feels oddly much like dreaming. I am fascinated my the grass. It is a very bright green colour. I decide that I want to have sex and notice a young man standing close to me. (I'll call him Will) He is more innocent looking than the other people there. I go up to him and start kissing him. He doesn't seem to mind my behavior. After a while I realize that we are being a bit too affectionate for a public setting, so we start searching for a more secluded place.

We come to an old shed that my mom uses for storing old things. Inside there is a pile of old rugs. We start shaking away the sand on them and arranging them in a more suitable manner. Will finds an old blanket and I tell him to put it on top of the rugs. I notice that someone is trying to get in through the door. I go to it and pull it shut. I try to lock it, but the lock doesn't work. I stand there holding the door shut until whoever is on the other side of the door leaves. I turn around and see Will sleeping under the blanket on the rugs. I go to sleep next to him.

The next day a young man comes and wakes us up. He says we have to leave so we get dressed and after a while I walk out through the door.

I walk into a house. Through an open door that leads to a stable I can see a little girl taking care of a horse. I watch her for a while until I realize that I've walked into a stranger's house without announcing myself. I go searching for an adult.

In the kitchen I find the girl's mother. She is making dinner. I introduce myself and say that I'm there for a friendly chat. She asks me if I've just moved in to the neighborhood. I get a bit embarrassed and say that no, I've lived here all my life, I just haven't visited before because I'm very anti-social. I am there now because I've decided to change that. She invites me to stay for dinner and I accept.

I walk further into the house and come to the bedroom. The father of the house is lying on the bed. He has his arm around a young child. When he notices me he points at my stomach and says something. I put my hands over my stomach and think about a scar I have there. I think that the man must be crazy and that somehow he could sense the secret behind that scar. (I don't know why I had a scar or what the secret behind it was)

I go back to the kitchen. My mom is there talking to the woman. I get annoyed and ask her what she's doing here. She says that the woman is her doctor and she's here because of a disgusting and embarrassing problem that she's been having. After telling me all about it she leaves. The woman asks me to help her lay the table. She gives me a stack of plates and I start putting them on the table. The table is round and there are already glasses and bowls on it. The plates have half eaten meals on them. I put an empty plate at my place because I don't want to eat from a plate that someone else has already eaten from. We sit down to eat. I notice that there is something orange with the texture of mashed potatoes in the bowls.

I get up from the table and walk away a bit. Then I hear that Will and his parents are arguing. I go back to the table and realize that Will has told his parents what happened between us. His parents are very religious and don't want their child to have sex before he's married. I try to tell them that we didn't actually have sex, but that doesn't seem to help. Will's father tells him to ask for God's forgiveness, but Will refuses because he doesn't think he's done anything wrong. He says that he is going to leave forever unless his father stops being unreasonable. His father ignores him, so we go into Will's room, pack a few things, and leave.

Will tells me he was only able to go to the festival because he lives so close and was able to sneak out. His parents never would have let him go. We meet up with a girl who is also on the run. I tell her about what has happened and how unreasonable Will's parents are. I say that I think people should be able to do whatever they want with whoever they want unless it hurts someone. The girl agrees with me. She tells us that she is running from the place where she used to work. It was a plantation where she was exposed to some kind of chemical or radiation that would kill her if she didn't get away. While she is talking she suddenly collapses. Will tells me to call for an ambulance, but I notice that we're next to mom's doctor's house so we go get her instead. We ring the doorbell and she opens. She is holding a bottle of milk that she's drinking from. I tell her that it's an emergency and she has to come quickly. She closes the door and a while later she comes out. I notice that she's been to get a glass for her milk. We take her to the sick girl. The doctor points out that the girl actually is a headband. I explain that it must be a symptom of whatever she's suffering from. The doctor picks up the headband, shakes it a bit and declares that she, or it, is dead.