It was night time out, and it was somewhat rainy and I found two white zip ties out on the street. They may have been in or near a garbage can or dumpster. One was about eight inches long and the other was about three. I picked them up and put them in my pocket.
I went into a building close by and went through the hallways until I came to a lit room. The rest of the building seemed to be empty except for this room. I walked in and it looked like the classroom where I had my government class as a senior in high school, but it was setup more like a meeting room at a hotel. It had a buffet of snacks along the back and there were tables setup in the middle of the room with chairs around them. The room had a look of disarray showing that there had been a great deal of activity there earlier, but now there were only about five people in the room.
I recognized one of the people as Benjamin Franklin. He was talking to a taller fellow who was dressed in a black leather jacket, a black teeshirt and black jeans. Franklin was dressed in his typical colonial garb while everyone else was dressed the same way as the other man. Franklin and the other man seemed to be in an intense conversation, but I wasn't paying very close attention to what they were talking about. I did notice that Franklin had a bit of an odd appearance about him. He wasn't so bald on top and his entire presence had a bit of a green hue to him as if he had just stepped off a $100 bill.
I was just walking slowly around the room, looking around at the items on the tables and thinking about the zip ties I had in my pocket. I took them out of my pocket to look at them, and it seemed that there was a sudden burst of activity in the room. I looked around and saw everyone heading for me. They all starting asking me questions about where and how I got them. I could sense that they really wanted them, and I decided to find out why they wanted them so badly and what they would give me in return.
I don't recall actually asking anyone about the zip ties, but Franklin and one or two of the others started explaining it to me. Basically, when one person killed another person, they left behind their age, which took the form of these white zip ties. This age could be added to the killer's current age just by keeping them in their pocket, and it would guarantee the carrier of being able to add those years to their own natural life and live that much longer. For this reason, killing the oldest people they could find was the best for them as it would give them the longest amount of time to live. Evidently they also slowed the aging process a bit, as it turned out that Franklin was the leader of this group, and he was now 303 years old and didn't look a day older than his appearance on the $100 bill.
Somehow during the course of the conversation, I came to realize that the zip ties I had in my hand were worth about 135 years, and because I was the one holding them, then my life would extend by 135 years. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but the others around me seemed convinced that they needed to get me to hand them over to them without trying to make a big deal about them. Rather than handing them over, I somehow managed to leave, although the dream ended as I was doing so.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Water Problems on a Ring World
For part of the dream, I was reading about the story, and part of the time I was experiencing it as if I was in it.
The world in the book I was reading/experiencing was a very strange one. For the most part, the world was a flat one. Imagine a flat disk, almost like a dinner plate, that's about a mile across. The entire disk is the surface of a body of water. New water came from below at exactly the center of the disk, and it flowed outwards to the edge and ran over. The water came from and returned to "nothing" because whatever was below the disk was not known.
Around this disk of water were something like canyon walls. These walls were about four or five stories tall and muddy red in color. There was a space of a few feet between the edge of the water disk and the canyon walls that allowed the water to overflow and fall down into the bottomless abyss below. In the surface of the canyon walls there were doors and windows carved in them, and this is where the people lived. The doors and windows resembled many of the cliff dwellings of some of the southwest Native Americans.
That was pretty much all there was to this "world." There was nothing above it, and there didn't seem to be anything below it. Well, it didn't seem to be resting upon anything. It just floated out there in this atmosphere bubble. It was almost like a ring shaped island in the middle of an ocean, except that there was no ocean for it to sit in, and the water that was there didn't even extend quite all the way to the island itself.
As for the story that was going on, I don't remember most of it. I know that part of the time I was reading about the story, and other times I was in the story, or at least watching it from a first person perspective. During the times that I was reading the story, I was sitting or standing in a place that closely resembled the dining room of Grandmama's house in Weyers Cave.
Part of the story was just about the people and how they lived. The people were basically like a port town or village from the 17th or 18th century. There was an older man (a father type of figure) and young girl that was about 10, and they were going about their "normal daily routine." The father was basically teaching the girl his trade so that she could learn it and do it at a later time. Many people in this place made their living by going out into the water for things, such as fishing, I suppose, or doing something to help maintain the, for lack of a better word, stability of the water.
Evidently there was something about the water to be maintained because there seemed to be a constant sense of how important it was to do certain tasks to keep the water from... doing something. I don't know exactly what that something was, but it would basically lead to catastrophic world failure and destruction if it wasn't taken care of.
At one point something DID happen, and the girl wound up getting swept up into this event where she wound up going under the city/world into these deep caverns because the water feeding upwards had become too strong and was threatening to somehow destroy the water disc or the world around it. The girl was wandering around, and there was a river of lava to the right side and she was carefully walking down a path cut in the side of the giant open cavern. The path went around the outer wall of the cavern in a downward spiral, and in some places it went through parts of the cavern wall that suck out into the middle.
Sometime around this time I came back out of reading the book and I was talking to someone about it. I think that I had somehow gotten a different visual in my head of how the world in the book was laid out, and we were discussing it.
The world in the book I was reading/experiencing was a very strange one. For the most part, the world was a flat one. Imagine a flat disk, almost like a dinner plate, that's about a mile across. The entire disk is the surface of a body of water. New water came from below at exactly the center of the disk, and it flowed outwards to the edge and ran over. The water came from and returned to "nothing" because whatever was below the disk was not known.
Around this disk of water were something like canyon walls. These walls were about four or five stories tall and muddy red in color. There was a space of a few feet between the edge of the water disk and the canyon walls that allowed the water to overflow and fall down into the bottomless abyss below. In the surface of the canyon walls there were doors and windows carved in them, and this is where the people lived. The doors and windows resembled many of the cliff dwellings of some of the southwest Native Americans.
That was pretty much all there was to this "world." There was nothing above it, and there didn't seem to be anything below it. Well, it didn't seem to be resting upon anything. It just floated out there in this atmosphere bubble. It was almost like a ring shaped island in the middle of an ocean, except that there was no ocean for it to sit in, and the water that was there didn't even extend quite all the way to the island itself.
As for the story that was going on, I don't remember most of it. I know that part of the time I was reading about the story, and other times I was in the story, or at least watching it from a first person perspective. During the times that I was reading the story, I was sitting or standing in a place that closely resembled the dining room of Grandmama's house in Weyers Cave.
Part of the story was just about the people and how they lived. The people were basically like a port town or village from the 17th or 18th century. There was an older man (a father type of figure) and young girl that was about 10, and they were going about their "normal daily routine." The father was basically teaching the girl his trade so that she could learn it and do it at a later time. Many people in this place made their living by going out into the water for things, such as fishing, I suppose, or doing something to help maintain the, for lack of a better word, stability of the water.
Evidently there was something about the water to be maintained because there seemed to be a constant sense of how important it was to do certain tasks to keep the water from... doing something. I don't know exactly what that something was, but it would basically lead to catastrophic world failure and destruction if it wasn't taken care of.
At one point something DID happen, and the girl wound up getting swept up into this event where she wound up going under the city/world into these deep caverns because the water feeding upwards had become too strong and was threatening to somehow destroy the water disc or the world around it. The girl was wandering around, and there was a river of lava to the right side and she was carefully walking down a path cut in the side of the giant open cavern. The path went around the outer wall of the cavern in a downward spiral, and in some places it went through parts of the cavern wall that suck out into the middle.
Sometime around this time I came back out of reading the book and I was talking to someone about it. I think that I had somehow gotten a different visual in my head of how the world in the book was laid out, and we were discussing it.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Telepathy Testing at the Sleep Clinic
I went to a sleep clinic about my snoring. The clinic was in Weyers Cave, and in fact was in something that was very much like the front living room area at grandmamma's house, only on a larger scale. The main door was on the left side of the house (when facing the back of the house from the front) instead of in the front, and the main room was both the reception area and the testing area.
I spoke with the receptionist/nurse when I first entered, and she told me a little about what they were going to be doing. I was already in my pajamas, and I was lead to a table where they put an IV in my left arm. They only had the IV in for a short amount of time, and I'm not sure exactly what it was for. Part of the time it seemed to be for drawing blood, and another part of the time it was like they were using it for injections. I don't know what the injections did, but I didn't have any problem with them.
Then after a short time I was lead to a couch that looked a lot like the red velvet couch that used to be in the living room. I took a seat, and the nurse sat on the floor about six to eight feet away. She had me to close my eyes and tell her what I saw.
So I closed my eyes and I waited for a few moments. I didn't really see anything, and just at the last moment when I was opening my eyes and saying that I hadn't seen anything, I caught a brief image of a big silver "coin" that was spinning in the same way that a tire rolls and it had some sort of engraved looking picture on it.
She told me that this was a telepathy test and that I was supposed to see "bread." I realized that the image I had seen on the coin was wheat, and I told her that. She didn't seem very impressed, but we continued on. I felt like I now understood what I was supposed to be looking for, so I was excited to continue. It was almost more of a teaching than a testing.
We went through a series of five or six more words that I was supposed to see, and I wound up getting them all correctly. One was an eagle, but I don't remember what the others were. I just remember that each one came up the same way. In the darkness behind my eyes, I'd see a large coin fade into existence, spinning around and slowing down to a stop and becoming clearer. I would tell the nurse what image I saw on the coin, and she would tell me that I was correct.
I was extremely excited about this, and she was saying something about how helpful it can be. I wound up asking her if Em (my wife) could do this too because I knew that she'd think it was awesome. She said that she'd have to come in for testing/teaching, but it was a good possibility that she'd be able to do it, too.
Then conversation turned to my car. I think she was telling me something about how lice can breed in the seats if they are exposed to something I can't remember. I told her that my car was brand new, and she said that it could be transferred from an older car, and I thought about how dirty my old car had been before I got rid of it.
Then I went to where the kitchen would be and I saw my cat, Nelliebelle, there by the table and chairs. She was kind of wandering around and flopping over on her side trying to find a good place to relax. She seemed to be acting a little loopy, but I couldn't pinpiont what I thought was up with her.
I spoke with the receptionist/nurse when I first entered, and she told me a little about what they were going to be doing. I was already in my pajamas, and I was lead to a table where they put an IV in my left arm. They only had the IV in for a short amount of time, and I'm not sure exactly what it was for. Part of the time it seemed to be for drawing blood, and another part of the time it was like they were using it for injections. I don't know what the injections did, but I didn't have any problem with them.
Then after a short time I was lead to a couch that looked a lot like the red velvet couch that used to be in the living room. I took a seat, and the nurse sat on the floor about six to eight feet away. She had me to close my eyes and tell her what I saw.
So I closed my eyes and I waited for a few moments. I didn't really see anything, and just at the last moment when I was opening my eyes and saying that I hadn't seen anything, I caught a brief image of a big silver "coin" that was spinning in the same way that a tire rolls and it had some sort of engraved looking picture on it.
She told me that this was a telepathy test and that I was supposed to see "bread." I realized that the image I had seen on the coin was wheat, and I told her that. She didn't seem very impressed, but we continued on. I felt like I now understood what I was supposed to be looking for, so I was excited to continue. It was almost more of a teaching than a testing.
We went through a series of five or six more words that I was supposed to see, and I wound up getting them all correctly. One was an eagle, but I don't remember what the others were. I just remember that each one came up the same way. In the darkness behind my eyes, I'd see a large coin fade into existence, spinning around and slowing down to a stop and becoming clearer. I would tell the nurse what image I saw on the coin, and she would tell me that I was correct.
I was extremely excited about this, and she was saying something about how helpful it can be. I wound up asking her if Em (my wife) could do this too because I knew that she'd think it was awesome. She said that she'd have to come in for testing/teaching, but it was a good possibility that she'd be able to do it, too.
Then conversation turned to my car. I think she was telling me something about how lice can breed in the seats if they are exposed to something I can't remember. I told her that my car was brand new, and she said that it could be transferred from an older car, and I thought about how dirty my old car had been before I got rid of it.
Then I went to where the kitchen would be and I saw my cat, Nelliebelle, there by the table and chairs. She was kind of wandering around and flopping over on her side trying to find a good place to relax. She seemed to be acting a little loopy, but I couldn't pinpiont what I thought was up with her.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
The Sick Note
I started out at home office, and Kim (my step-mom) was working there. She came to me and asked me to deliver a sick note to her supervisor, Deborah (transportation supervisor in home office), so I took it and tried to do so.
I wound up wandering through most of home office before I went up several stories and went into the "outer office" where the secretary sits for Ernst (President). Here is the layout:
I wound up wandering through most of home office before I went up several stories and went into the "outer office" where the secretary sits for Ernst (President). Here is the layout:
The door at the top of the outer office leads to a bathroom and the door/hall on the right side of Alan's office leads to various business offices. Ernst's secretary was situated between the hall door and the door to Ernst's office on the same wall, facing the back wall.
I had turned to go towards Ernst's office at first, but I realized I shouldn't be walking in there unannounced, so I turned and went back past Alan's office to go to the business offices. I was just getting ready to go into that hallway when I saw Kim again. She asked me to keep trying to get the sick note to Deborah and then left. I went into the hallway for the business offices and found Deborah coming out of one of the offices on the left and gave her the note. I then turned to leave the way I came in.
Once I got back out to the outer office, I went to the back wall and went into the bathroom. The door that was there went directly into a toilet stall of a larger bathroom. The toilet was on the wall opposite of the door, and there was a "regular" stall door to my right. Beyond that was the rest of the bathroom. It was a general public bathroom just like any other except for the extra door that went out behind me. I closed the door behind me and proceeded to use the bathroom.
When I was nearly done, I heard someone come in through the other door to the bathroom. I could see a little over the top of the stall door to my right, and there were two guys in gray suits that came in. They were laughing and joking around and I saw one heading towards the stall I was in. I looked down and realized that the door was not locked, so I quickly locked it.
The guy stopped in his tracks and glared up at me. He had fair skin, dark eyes and short dark hair. He was furious that I was in there and started yelling at me for being in there. I didn't really care much so I finished up using the bathroom and got ready to leave when he started beating on the door.
He took several steps back and then took off running at the door. He hit it full force and the whole stall shook. He backed up and did it again. I knew that when he hit it this time everything was going to start collapsing, so I hurried and started backing out the door behind me back into the outer office area. Just as I did, the stall started to collapse around me, and actually the way the stall door came crashing in from him hitting in kind of squished me out of the stall and out into the outer office.
I started running from them and they were chasing me. As I ran through the outer office area again and over towards Ernst's office, I saw Paul (father-in-law) there. I chatted with him for a few moments, kind of giving him the breakdown of what was going on, and he said something along the lines of how he could probably help take care of my problem with the two guys that were chasing me. I think I declined because I wanted to try to solve it myself first, so I thanked him and kept running.
I went back through all the office areas, such as through the business office area and wherever I had first met up with Kim, and I wound back up with in the outer office area. Once I was there, I ran back into the bathroom. I didn't see the guys around and I thought I was safe in there. They came through the other door again and the whole thing of smashing against the stall door happened again, ending with me going back out again the way I came in.
Once I got back out to the outer office, I went to the back wall and went into the bathroom. The door that was there went directly into a toilet stall of a larger bathroom. The toilet was on the wall opposite of the door, and there was a "regular" stall door to my right. Beyond that was the rest of the bathroom. It was a general public bathroom just like any other except for the extra door that went out behind me. I closed the door behind me and proceeded to use the bathroom.
When I was nearly done, I heard someone come in through the other door to the bathroom. I could see a little over the top of the stall door to my right, and there were two guys in gray suits that came in. They were laughing and joking around and I saw one heading towards the stall I was in. I looked down and realized that the door was not locked, so I quickly locked it.
The guy stopped in his tracks and glared up at me. He had fair skin, dark eyes and short dark hair. He was furious that I was in there and started yelling at me for being in there. I didn't really care much so I finished up using the bathroom and got ready to leave when he started beating on the door.
He took several steps back and then took off running at the door. He hit it full force and the whole stall shook. He backed up and did it again. I knew that when he hit it this time everything was going to start collapsing, so I hurried and started backing out the door behind me back into the outer office area. Just as I did, the stall started to collapse around me, and actually the way the stall door came crashing in from him hitting in kind of squished me out of the stall and out into the outer office.
I started running from them and they were chasing me. As I ran through the outer office area again and over towards Ernst's office, I saw Paul (father-in-law) there. I chatted with him for a few moments, kind of giving him the breakdown of what was going on, and he said something along the lines of how he could probably help take care of my problem with the two guys that were chasing me. I think I declined because I wanted to try to solve it myself first, so I thanked him and kept running.
I went back through all the office areas, such as through the business office area and wherever I had first met up with Kim, and I wound back up with in the outer office area. Once I was there, I ran back into the bathroom. I didn't see the guys around and I thought I was safe in there. They came through the other door again and the whole thing of smashing against the stall door happened again, ending with me going back out again the way I came in.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Black Hole [on the] Sun
I was at Grandmamma Miller's house with mom and Em (my wife) and possibly one or both of my brothers. There had been some sort of news broadcast talking about how there was going to be a sudden surge of sun spots, and that a gigantic storm on the sun was going to cause one of the biggest sun spots ever seen.
After a short bit, we were outside on the north side of the house, which faces the Garber's farm. While we were out there, the sun storm happened. There was a big explosion, and I could see all sorts of solar flares going out into space, and when it was done, it had a huge sun spot right in the middle of it that was all strange and had a bunch of tendril looking things coming out from it. It was like a ragged hole was torn in the surface of the sun facing the earth, and the sun seemed very dim all over, very much like this:
I think I was expecting people to have a more terrified reaction to the thing, but for the most part, no one seemed to really care about it. I kept looking at it because I was just amazed, but I didn't really know what to think or do about it.
Soon after all of this, Em and I had made a call to a new dermatologist for me. We were trying to set up an appointment, but for some reason we were having a hard time figuring out when I was supposed to have my appointment. It pretty much ended up that they didn't set a specific appointment for me, but they said that they'd call later in the day to let me know. I said okay and we hung up.
I'm not sure what we did between the time of the original call and receiving the call back from them, but at about 5:00 PM they called back and said they had my appointment setup for 6:00 PM. I wasn't anywhere near ready and I didn't think I would make it there in time.
I started running around trying to get ready to go, but it seemed like all sorts of stuff kept happening that was keeping me from it, yet there wasn't anything in particlular that I can remember. It just kind of felt like one of those times where I wasn't doing anything and yet I couldn't seem to get going even though the appointment was very important to me.
Time ticked by and eventually it was about 6:30 PM and I still hadn't left. I was going to try to give them a call to see if they could hold my appointment for me, but just like with getting ready, it seemed like I just couldn't make myself get around to it.
After a short bit, we were outside on the north side of the house, which faces the Garber's farm. While we were out there, the sun storm happened. There was a big explosion, and I could see all sorts of solar flares going out into space, and when it was done, it had a huge sun spot right in the middle of it that was all strange and had a bunch of tendril looking things coming out from it. It was like a ragged hole was torn in the surface of the sun facing the earth, and the sun seemed very dim all over, very much like this:
I think I was expecting people to have a more terrified reaction to the thing, but for the most part, no one seemed to really care about it. I kept looking at it because I was just amazed, but I didn't really know what to think or do about it.
Soon after all of this, Em and I had made a call to a new dermatologist for me. We were trying to set up an appointment, but for some reason we were having a hard time figuring out when I was supposed to have my appointment. It pretty much ended up that they didn't set a specific appointment for me, but they said that they'd call later in the day to let me know. I said okay and we hung up.
I'm not sure what we did between the time of the original call and receiving the call back from them, but at about 5:00 PM they called back and said they had my appointment setup for 6:00 PM. I wasn't anywhere near ready and I didn't think I would make it there in time.
I started running around trying to get ready to go, but it seemed like all sorts of stuff kept happening that was keeping me from it, yet there wasn't anything in particlular that I can remember. It just kind of felt like one of those times where I wasn't doing anything and yet I couldn't seem to get going even though the appointment was very important to me.
Time ticked by and eventually it was about 6:30 PM and I still hadn't left. I was going to try to give them a call to see if they could hold my appointment for me, but just like with getting ready, it seemed like I just couldn't make myself get around to it.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
House on a Pole
I started out somewhere on Afton Mountain. I wasn't driving, but I was traveling some how. I could have been flying or walking or climbing, but I'm not sure which.
Anyway, while I was there, I wound up meeting up with Rich Z (from work) and we wound up going to my house. The house turned out to be the little rented house I lived in for a couple of months while I was in Savannah, GA. He was supposed to be helping me out with fixing it up or something.
Once we got there, we went inside. We were walking through the house trying to decide what needed to be done to it when the house lifted up all of a sudden and went up in the air 100 or 200 feet.
While it was up in the air, I had a dual vantage point of what was going on. I could see the house from the outside, seeing the big wooden hydraulic telescoping pole that it was sitting on top of, but I was also still in the house, feeling it moving and jerking about, almost as if it were swinging from the end of a rope rather than sitting on a giant pole.
The house eventually went back down, and Rich and I resumed our walk around the house as if nothing had happened, or as if it had at least been a known feature of the house. Then the house shot up again, swinging around more wildly this time, and there was a loud cracking sound and the wooden pole below the house snapped. I felt the house falling for quite some time, tumbling about and the wind blowing around wildly, but eventually the house landed and stopped.
Even though the pole had broken and the house had fallen, I wound up leaving through a trap door in the floor of the house and I started shimmying my way down the pole. On my way down, I noticed that there was a big hole, like a knothole of a tree, and it was full of ants. I thought to myself, "Great! I just can't seem to get away from ants!" (in waking life we had a couple of ant problems over the past few weeks and I'm tired of it.)
As I looked around for a way to get around the ants without getting them all over me, I saw that the wooden pole was now a big limbless tree trunk, and the house was no longer on top of it. I decided that I just need to go past the nest of ants quickly and I'd be okay. I did that and finally got to the ground, and Rich was there waiting on me to resume talking about the house.
Anyway, while I was there, I wound up meeting up with Rich Z (from work) and we wound up going to my house. The house turned out to be the little rented house I lived in for a couple of months while I was in Savannah, GA. He was supposed to be helping me out with fixing it up or something.
Once we got there, we went inside. We were walking through the house trying to decide what needed to be done to it when the house lifted up all of a sudden and went up in the air 100 or 200 feet.
While it was up in the air, I had a dual vantage point of what was going on. I could see the house from the outside, seeing the big wooden hydraulic telescoping pole that it was sitting on top of, but I was also still in the house, feeling it moving and jerking about, almost as if it were swinging from the end of a rope rather than sitting on a giant pole.
The house eventually went back down, and Rich and I resumed our walk around the house as if nothing had happened, or as if it had at least been a known feature of the house. Then the house shot up again, swinging around more wildly this time, and there was a loud cracking sound and the wooden pole below the house snapped. I felt the house falling for quite some time, tumbling about and the wind blowing around wildly, but eventually the house landed and stopped.
Even though the pole had broken and the house had fallen, I wound up leaving through a trap door in the floor of the house and I started shimmying my way down the pole. On my way down, I noticed that there was a big hole, like a knothole of a tree, and it was full of ants. I thought to myself, "Great! I just can't seem to get away from ants!" (in waking life we had a couple of ant problems over the past few weeks and I'm tired of it.)
As I looked around for a way to get around the ants without getting them all over me, I saw that the wooden pole was now a big limbless tree trunk, and the house was no longer on top of it. I decided that I just need to go past the nest of ants quickly and I'd be okay. I did that and finally got to the ground, and Rich was there waiting on me to resume talking about the house.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Death of Sarah
[This dream was from a couple of weeks ago, but I didn't write it down at that time, so I guessed on the date, and I don't remember large chunks of it now.]
Em (my wife) and I were in our house, and it was a bit dark and rainy or stormy outside. We had all of the lights off in the house and we were in the kitchen area.
At some point before this, something had happened to Sarah (an ex-girlfriend) and she had died, and somehow Em and I had come into possession of her body wrapped in a big thick black plastic bag. We had had her for a number of days and we were waiting to get rid of her, but I'm not sure what we were waiting for.
So we were in the kitchen, and Sarah's body was over in front of the oven. To keep her from smelling up the place, we had to open the head end of the bag, hold her mouth open and pour a bunch of Lysol into her throat. After we did that, we closed the bag back up.
Some time later we picked her up and we were dragging her from the house, but I don't remember what happened after that.
Em (my wife) and I were in our house, and it was a bit dark and rainy or stormy outside. We had all of the lights off in the house and we were in the kitchen area.
At some point before this, something had happened to Sarah (an ex-girlfriend) and she had died, and somehow Em and I had come into possession of her body wrapped in a big thick black plastic bag. We had had her for a number of days and we were waiting to get rid of her, but I'm not sure what we were waiting for.
So we were in the kitchen, and Sarah's body was over in front of the oven. To keep her from smelling up the place, we had to open the head end of the bag, hold her mouth open and pour a bunch of Lysol into her throat. After we did that, we closed the bag back up.
Some time later we picked her up and we were dragging her from the house, but I don't remember what happened after that.
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