Non-lucid I'm at the theater, backstage. All of the thespians I know are back here, including Crash the dog. Since we're doing Annie, Mr. John needs him for the part of Sandy. Crash sits in a basket. I leave to go out front and watch the show. It's a bigger theater than the one I'm accustomed to, and the seats are filling up fast! I decide to sit someone I've never sat, but once I get there I notice all of the seats are already taken. I look across the aisle to a girl who's a little younger than me, and ask "Can I sit with you?" She smiles and nods, "Sure! C'mon over! You get to sit next to the bass player haha!" She pronounced bass like the fish, instead of the instrument. I sit in-between her and a boy around her age. The boy looks at her and says "Y'know I don't play a fish, right?" The girl laughs. The show starts, but I talk to the girl. Apparently she paints, and she's showing me pictures of her paintings on her phone. "Well, I'm a painter myself..." I say, rather humbly. "You are?! Do you have any pictures?" She asks with a big grin. I nod and search through her phone to find the pictures of my paintings, but I can't find them. I find many pictures of a sunrise. But when I look closer, they're actually individual encaustic paintings of the sun rising. I look for them during the entire show, and I only look back at the girl once the show is over. I couldn't find any pictures. The girl has left, along with most everyone else, a few stragglers are leaving now. "IS THE SHOW OVER?!" I shout to whomever is backstage and hear a "YEAH!" from a few voices. Then, I wake up.
At times there is a game UI on the screen and sometimes there isn't. At first I am Lara Croft, I see a screen where you can name the character anything you want. I'm thinking "I could name her anything I want, and I pick Lara?" still, it makes sense, I think. That is who she is, changing her name will not alter that. Then I am running through a department store. A monster kind of like...a rock genie, (I don't know, it's all blocky but it's blue its torso tapers down into a slender cord that attaches to a sidestack), it gets in my face and the UI pops up. I scroll through my weapons and realize I'm all out of ammo. So I jump forward and punch it until it dies. I pass through the department store and I'm desperate for ammo. Jack appears, much like he did before. He's tall, wearing a black suit, thin black tie and a white shirt, his hair is completely black this time. He beckons to me, "Hey! This way!" I'm so relieved to see him, now I'm not alone. "You okay to pass through the Wastes? We're almost Home." "Yes, but Jack, I'm all out of ammo." "I'll show you where you can get more." The area is like a basement with a low roof, but it's covered in rock and dirt. I want to think of it as a cave, but it's too regular for that. Blue monsters dot the otherwise barren landscape. He turns to face them and instructs me on how to open a secret weapon/ammo cache in the wall while he guards my back. It all seems too easy, but I'm not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. "Get as much as you can carry, there isn't another one of these for a while." I see us from overhead, tiny 2D pixelated versions of ourselves. I'm no longer Lara Croft but Annie from Covert Affairs, wearing a floor length black strapless dress with a slit almost up to the hip. I'm in the department store again. I'm myself, my dad walks with me to where the rock genie was. "Aaawww...you killed the guardian?" he says. "What? It was in my way." "I really wanted a beard though..." he whines. "I don't know what you're crying about, the beards are still here." I gesture to the sidestack and take a moment to think about how stupid all the beards look. They're not even hair, they're pieces of cloth folded into small oval shapes in plastic. He walks away without taking one. I shrug and make my way around the store. My sister is there with her son, except he isn't as old, he's only three here. And he's making a mess. I discretely try to pick up after him. I realize I'm embarrassed, not because he's making a mess, but because people watching will just think he's being unruly. They don't understand that he's autistic and isn't comfortable here. I'm worried they'll think badly of him. (He really is autistic, by the way.) After a moment I decide to leave the mess. Then I'm at work, standing at the appliance desk. Jack is waiting for me, sitting the wrong way in a chair. He smiles. "Jack!" I think, delighted he has followed me here. Now I am Annie again, I try to flirt with him without being outrageous about it. I can't seem to find a balance. We banter back and forth, but I don't remember any of it. I say something clever (which of course, I don't remember), and think about how I want to threaten to kiss him. I don't say it, but after a moment I take his face in both my hands and lean down to do it anyway. Except that while I can feel his face between my hands, he disappears when I get close. I pull back, frowning. He gives me an apologetic look. From a few feet away David Boreanaz rubs the back of his neck in a gesture of mild discomfort and chagrin at our situation. He's dressed the same as Jack. Some other things happened, but I don't remember them. Oh yeah, I have no idea how it relates to that, but i see a guy's face and he mumbles something at me. "What?" I ask. "I'M TERRIFIED OF SQUIRRELS!" He yells, startling me and DC. I frown at him. The other DC leans over, "...is he serious?" Then I see a mental picture of why he's terrified. Apparently he thinks they're ravenous and blood thirsty and if he opens the closet all the squirrels will fly out and tear him to bits. I think he's being stupid.
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