Dream: This was a really long dream. It started out with Mom and I were going to this Black church. There really wasn't much about that, hough. It was raining real hard, and we were across the beltline at night. I don't know who else was with me. There was this path that we were walking on in the rain. I don't remember a whole lor about this first part, there was something about me saying I was the best in there. The first part I remember, Fizz and I were walking down a path. There were lots of people around (not really near us, but we were all there for about the same reason, I guess). There was this big thing which was shooting a laser beam across a lake for a light show or something. Anyway, it was evening, and the sun was just about to go down, and we were looking at the sky, and then, suddenly, the sun went down and you could see all the stars and part of the sky was tinted dark purple and it was real pretty. Fizz said 'whoopshh' or something. We kept walking down the path, and there were other people we knew with us. We were supposed to be a bunch of homeless kids or something. To the right of us there were cliffs, and to the left there was a big lake. There was a few feet of grass on each side at some points. It was really dark, and so we were trying to use flaslights, but we didn't want one that was too bright, because we wouldn't be able to see the pretty light show or the stars. I think we managed to find one, eventually, that made just enough light so that we could bearly see the outline of the path, the cliff, and the lake. There was a place where the path led into a tunnel, which led into a room which was filled up to floor level with 'raw sewage'. It was green, and we weren't to get any on us. Shanie had been playing too close and fell in. Mom was there and was yelling at her, and took her outside to clean up. Dawne was there, and she and I were going to try to climb across the cieling somehow so we could get to the other side and do something that would allow us to cross easily. We put a pole across some metal beams in the cieling, and Dawne and I used it to climb over to a catwalk type thing in the middle of the room. We walked on that to the other end, where we got a couple of golf balls. I got a blue one which had been washed off (sewage) cause I thought it was pretty, and Dawne got a white one. We got back to the other side of the room (where out friends were), and threw the golf balls into the pool, as if we were skipping stones. When the balls hit, all the sewage solidified and made a hard, shiny, smooth surface, which we could walk across. LAter, I was walking with Fizz and Tim Brown, and it was daytime. We were talking about how if you were Chinese, and you talked about freedom, they'd immediately execute you, or at least arrest you. We were talking about that because they were singing some American song with the thing about freedom taken out (by their Gov't, I guess). Anyway, we were walking around a lake with lots of RR bridges crossing it. Whenever we came to a RR track, we'd have to look both ways before we knew if we could cross. A few of them had trains coming from our right (the direction of the lake). We were still on the path, and we kept following it, until we got to an old house in a woodsy area. There was a big old tree which part of it had been carved to look like a bird by someone. I was swinging around on it like a monkey (using my opposable thumb on my foot, and my tail, of course). The house was that of the parents of one of the guys we were with. The tree had been carved by hiis mom. We went in, and the guy apologised to his dad for not talking to him for 20 years or something, and there was a big happy reunion and all that. We soon discovered that all of us kids couldn't stay at that house, so we were packing up our stuff (in one box) to go. Somewhere along here, we were still in that house, and there was this machine that was square, and was like a chainsaw. It moved around on its own, by spinning the chain/belt it had on it. It just came out of nowhere and went right by the house. It could have killed someone. Then it came back. A few times it cut right through a wall of the house. We saw 3 guys standing outside the front window. We didn't know who they were, but they didn't look very friendly. They were controlling the thing. There weren't as many of us in the house then. It was me, and a few of my friends. We got some razor blades, and we were going to sneak out and kill the guys controlling the thing. Somehow, the guy's Dad, whose house this was, disappeared (may have been killed by the chainsaw thing). One of the mean guys from outside came to take his place. He was REALLY mean. He kept trying to kill us, and threre was no way to escape. At one point, I turned into a bird. I started running back to the other side of town (across the ithsmus - that house we were at was on the east side). I coudln't fly at all. If it was real windy I could float a little for a few seconds, but I couldn't fly. I managed to get home. I didn't want to go in my own house, though, because the bad guys probable knew where I lived and they would just kill anyone who got in their way if they knew where I was (my parents - I didn't want them to get hurt). So, I wandered around the neighborhood, finding a random house to go into. Somehow, I ended up going right back to that house I had run away from, and realize my mistake a little too late. I got locked right back in. Somehow, Fizz and I got out. We were at some building downtown or something, and a bunch of Fizz's friends were there. We were wrighting on the blackboard that someone was trying to kill us, and gave the address, hoping that somone would see it. Eventually, we all (everyone who was being opressed in that house by the evil Guy(s)) got out. I think I had taken a glass that was in his hand while he was sleeping, smashed it on the table, and cut up his throat with it. I knew it wouldn't kill him - he couldn't be killed. I thought it would buy us some time. We all managed to escape then, and got back to my house on the west side. We didn't think the guy could trace us back here. A few days later, though, a guy who looked like he was wearing an army uniform came walking up the ramp to our front door. I ran back into heather's bathroom, picked up the phone, and dialed 9-1-1. The phone rang a few times, and some kid answered and immediately said "you didn't mean to call me. You probably want 9-1-1, right? well I'm not it", or something like that. I said "Okay, thank you", and tried again. I got the same guy. This time, he said "Here, I'l lget them for you", and he started to redirect my call. Then, the guy who I had seen walking up the ramp was right there. He wasn't wearing an army uniform after all. He was one of the evil guys (not the one in charge, though). He had a rifle. I don't know exactly what I did, but somehow I got the rifle under my arm so he couldn't shoot me with it. We fought a little like that, and I took some scissors and stabbed him a few times in the neck. I finally won, and I was a hero. :-)

Now I have to go try to find the Ruby docs, before 06:00, GMT+5