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Very odd night. Very odd day. I'm feeling totally robbed of energy. A creative mood but no follow through. Throughout the day the scenery around me keeps reminding me of a dream that I have been having for a while. This probably sounds more than odd, but I dream alot about missing people...or rather, thats the route my mind takes when I turn off. I keep having this one dream thats starts out the same eventhough it changes differently and slightly, everytime I've had it. It starts out...really early in the middle of the desert on some highway and its pouring. Im with some older man who's driving me to some location he kind of mumbled about when he was screwing with the heater and cursing at it. Quite honestly, this older man reminded me of my father now that Im looking back on it amused. I miss him, terribly. But I still remember that temper...and this is the part I leave him to be imortalized in my dreams at least. Its dawn, or just before whatever shade of dawn can be seen through a rainstorm that bad.

We travel down the highway towards a freeway, and beg for coffee like a child. He grumbles and lets me out. I trot through puddles on my way in like hopscotch and pull hard on the store's door and the wind pushes me through with a wallop of water and skid over to the pots of coffee and creamer land. A kid in his twenties sits wiped out and zones out on the morning news. I sweeten my coffee much like a diabetic child would and finish that off nicely with numerous sweetned creamers and sip. A monotone man on the television holds a mic to his pink tie which makes me question his sexuality in my mind. I giggle at that thought outloud and hustle the process along. The old trucker waits with his talk radio to keep him busy. The questionably pink fellow on the television goes on his schpeel about a missing girl in the hills. I wait to give Mr.Sunshine my money and he gives me back some change. Into the free pennies for all pile and away we go.

After a long ride, he drops me off and it's raining even heavier than before. Except, now there are more trees and i'm at a different mini-market but apparently to meet another person who's supposed to take me to this 'location' for god only knows what. The trucker tells me he's not leaving till he gets a good look at who's supposed to be waiting for me in the grey truck. We watch an older hard looking red head who waves energetically. "Okay," he mumbles and gives an approving nod. I give a warm hug goodbye and despite the initial shoudler tense up, he grumbles something about staying safe and I laugh so hard I snort before shutting the door. I get in and meet Kathy. Chatty, energetic Kathy and fight to stay awake. I have a polite enough, alert enough manner to me. Enough at least to come off as a 'quiet' girl. Mhmm. Mmmhmmm Kathy. Smiles.

I must have nodded off. Kathy wasnt in the truck with me when I peeled my face from the window. It was raining. She was gone. It was dark out again...and the headlights were left on revealing yellow caution tape around an area in the hills. Great. Even in dreams this is ALWAYS a bad set up for the shit to go down. I take a visual evaluation of whats around me and all I can see is a wet road, trees, occasional passing cars and an area ahead with the bad yellow omen. I take a deep breath and figure that if I get into any trouble, somebody will hear me scream. I hadn't planned on going to far from where I was. The highway, my only link to others at this point. I checked my cell for network coverage. Nothing, of course. I laughed and took a deep breath, "Okay..."

I go to get out of the truck and hear the raindrops hit the leaves on the trees. This would be a beautiful dream if the vibe wasn't so fucking creepy.

I walk along the right side of the road where the caution tape is and feel compelled to walk across the highway to the other side. I hear the squishy sound of the muddy water under my boot heels and see my breath hanging in the air and I believe I'm starting to see fog but it's raining like crazy. I am already soaked to the core. Something's driving me to go there. Something wants me to see something. It's becoming so clear! I've played this game before...why didn't I see it before?! I'm being lead. I wonder why I'm so aware I'm dreaming though. But maybe I am in dreamscape as of this point. So odd. I hear a high pitched scream of a girl's voice pierce the sound of the rain on the leaves. I freeze for a few seconds in a blind panic and almost hear his voice tell me to go ' Three clicks to the right'. Oh, I know this game indeed!

I run out through the trees as far as three clicks to the right brings me to and I skid out on an area near a fallen tree. Im supposed to be here. I see a girl screaming into a cell phone. Her eyes filled with tears and she's in a panic. It's not REALLY happening. I'm 'seeing' it happen though. Suddenly, Mr.Kilcoyne is smirking at me. "You fucking Retard!" I scream at him and beat him up with whatever startled fury behind my punches I can imagine and he laughs and gives me a hug, like always, Dreamland or not. "Okay, why am I here doing this?" I ask him and he looks confused. "We both know why you're here," he said and folded his arms across his chest. I looked at him like he should have known. "But I don't do that stuff anymore..." I said and gave him an honest look. The same response all give to me when they think im screwing with them. "You?" he asked trying to be serious. "Yes, Im serious," I replied. I watched as a part of his heart died before me. He didn't say anything for a long time.

"Ya know, not all of us see because we travel down a pagan path," I reminded him. "So you just waste and piss away fifteen years of experiences!" he yelled at me with hurt and maybe even a little shame in his voice. He had taught me so much. I was pissed again. "It just means we play for two different teams now, accept it!"

He shrugged and gave me a long hug. "I'm sorry, but it's my soul...and I have the right to guide it as I see fit..." I said. He nodded at my shoulder and pulled away. We both pulled away tearfully. "Does this mean we have to be villians to eachother now?" I said with a laugh and wiped away at my tears. He laughed and wiped at his. "Yes." he said seriously. "Wait, what?!" I snapped back unsure my ears heard that right. He had the same confused glance at me for a second.......and then I woke up thinking what the hell was that? And somewhere in the world, at that same moment, Mr.Kilcoyne was doing the same.

How strange.