She begins to answer. I suddenly realize I wanted to do the task of the month? What were those tasks? She is talking but I don't hear her now. I begin trying to pluck out my eyeball. I focus on this very carefully, and try to phase my fingers through my face to get a better grip. I'm not having much luck, and I think to myself, I am not tearing my eye out of my face, even if I am dreaming. I decide to do the basic instead.
I turn to my friend and ask her to tell me a word in a different language.
She says some gibberish. "And what does that mean?" I ask.
She suddenly laughs. "Oh my god," she says. "I've got my words mixed up!" She then gets up and starts walking off, laughing. I look around for someone else to help.
I see a gangster-looking fellow sitting near me. I decide to ask him.
"River," he says.
"Ok," I say, a little peeved that this is an English word, "but what does it mean?" I ask.
"Vitherur," he says.
"Virrerrur?" I ask? I'm having trouble understanding his accent. He nods and says, "Vitherur."
"Vitherur," I say. He nods again. I consider asking him to reconstruct the order, but figure the information is the same: vitherur = river. I then decide I am going to fly.
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