I was with a group of people, and we were all swimming in this lake/river. But it was really weird because it was all very beach like. The ground all around was yellow sand, as was the floor of the lake/river (a little bit like Shenandoah Acres in Stuarts Draft, VA) We were all swimming around, but in a strange way. The water wasn't very deep, maybe about four feet or so, and instead of swimming in the traditional sense, we were all crouched down so that just our heads, from about our mouths upwards, were sticking out of the water. And we were just kind of walking around slowly. It seems that this whole thing was being done in a class sort of manner where we had one person leading us, and we were supposed to be learning.
I saw a mosquito heading in my direction, and I tried to avoid it, but it got me in the right corner of my left eye. At first I wasn't sure if it had gotten me, but then somehow I was outside of myself looking at myself, and I could see the bite. I remember it starting to itch, and then I remember seeing a lot of mosquitoes around. I think that some people noticed them, but most of them were trying to pretend that they weren't there, thinking that it would make them go away. We went around for a bit more, and I was trying to avoid the mosquitoes, and I was trying to think of how I was going to get out of the water without getting all bitten up. I believe I planned on just making a run for it, grabbing my stuff on the shore, and running back to my car, and hopefully they wouldn't be able to catch up with me.
As I got back to my car, it was one of those Jeep Liberty Sport deals. Philip (from Mercedes) and his girlfriend Bianca were already in the vehicle. They were arguing, and I came in on the middle of it. For some reason I wasn't sure if I was going to drive or not, so I started to put my stuff first into the front, and then into the back of this terribly untidy Jeep. Somehow I did or said something that made Bianca get upset at me as well, and I was thinking that there was no reason for that. I eventually got into the back seat, behind the driver, and Bianca was in the back on the passenger side. Philip wound up driving, and no one was in the front passenger seat. I remember it being somewhat of a stressful ride.
The next thing I know, it's night time, and I'm in this building that reminds me a little bit of a post office, but it was also some sort of storage place with all sorts of boxes and barrels. Bianca is there, as is Ashley (large blond farmer guy from high school), and for some reason, Bianca was still ticked at me. I decided I wanted to get away and hide from them so that they would leave me alone, so I decided to turn invisible and fly THROUGH the chain link fence to the storage area on the other side and just wait there. I tried turning invisible, but for some reason, it "seemed harder to do than last time," like it was something that I had done so effortlessly before.
Just as I was fading out, Ashley turned around and saw me disappear, which ruined the whole illusion of me just not being found. He started heckling me about, "Oh, so now you're invisible, huh? You think that I can't find you now, right?" and for some reason I knew that he could still sense me. So I flew up close to the ceiling and through the fence/bars into the storage side, and landed gently near the top of a big stack of crates, boxes, and barrels.
Him and Bianca came through the previously locked door, and were talking up at me like they could see me. I knew that they couldn't, but something was giving me away. I think I may have bumped the stack of boxes or crates, and that's how they figured out where I was. I don't remember a whole lot about what happened after that, but I believe that I remember flying back down after they left, and I went down to the left and down the dark hallway and up a short flight of stairs to the outside.
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