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    Prison weirdness / Beach house

    by , 11-13-2015 at 10:31 PM (243 Views)
    Prison weirdness
    I'm seeing the inside of a prison. It's a very large space, very gray, reminiscent of the courtyard of a castle. Up ahead is a wall with a giant arch; above the arch, in huge letters, is a sign proclaiming it to be the women's restroom.

    Now I'm in a hallway, near a corner. A man walks slowly around the corner taking some pills. An employee sees him and rushes up to stop him; it seems the pills are dangerous.

    Beach house
    We're in the car, driving through a rustic downtown area. We're following Waze's directions, but the path seems really loopy and doesn't actually seem to be getting us anywhere. Now we're arriving at the beach, where we're going to meet our pastor and his family. We turn onto what ends up being a really short stretch of road - maybe 20 feet - dead-ending into a sharp 30 foot drop-off. It seems Waze messed up again ... I decide that when we get home I'll try to edit Waze's map so it doesn't try to direct anyone else off a cliff. Looking down, we can see the beach and the mom we're meeting lounging on a nice beach chair. The waves are surprisingly large, and I think we may not be able to enter the water - a particular disappointment for my wife, since she was able to spend so little time in the water during our vacation a couple of months ago.

    Now I'm out of the car looking for a place to change. I see a long row of blue port-a-potties but would rather not change in one of those. Now I'm in the living room of a nice older house. The lighting is dim, partly because of all the dark wood around. For some reason I'm looking for coat hangers. I come across one that's a solid piece of plastic with a wide variety of slits cut in it, each labeled with the kind of clothing that goes in it; but the handle is on the end, and holding it by the handle makes the whole thing sideways, including the labels and slits. After a moment I realize it's supposed to have a handle on the other side, but it's been broken off.

    Now I'm walking down the hallway. I look into a couple of bedrooms as I pass them. One of them has white walls, a light carpet, a computer on a small computer desk, a bunk bed, and stuff strewn all over the floor. I realize I'm in the T's house. I hear something (don't remember what).

    Now I'm back in the living room area. A kid is holding a gun, and I'm talking to him on the phone, even though we're in the same room. I know the gun is loaded with a single blank, so I tell him to point it away from anything nearby and shoot it. The muzzle flash is very pretty. Now I'm reloading the gun, but I'm having trouble with the clip. I've already slid a little rack out of the clip - like on a Pez dispenser - and I'm putting bullets in, but I'm skipping spaces and having trouble getting some of them to go in properly.

    Fragments:
    I'm at a restaurant with my family and my sister-in-law and her family, moving table and chairs to make a circle of chairs large enough for all of us - except that I'm not actually planning on staying for whatever the event is. Something about an extra chair and a hoodie.

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