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Going to Prison

I am a prisoner- going to jail for the first time. I’m surprisingly calm. I’m in the back seat as someone drives me to the station. I have everything that I think I’ll need in a plastic sack, like toilet paper, a toothbrush, some shoes. Once I arrive I enter an office where I have to explain what I have in my sack and why I think I deserve to take it with me into prison. I take things out one by one and set them on her desk, starting with five chocolate covered walnuts, then five normal walnuts, and a few walnuts that haven’t been cracked open yet. She seems to like those, and I feel like I am getting along with her. I’m worried about the toothbrushes that I chose to bring, however, because one of them is electric. I’m worried that I’ll get on her bad-side.
Now I’m in a room with around a dozen other new inmates. A different female guard tells us to stand in a line and face her. I take my place, and a girl named Lily with braded blond hair walks over to stand next to me. When the female guard turns her back, Lily walks over to the coat that the guard had laid over a chair, and steals something out of one of the pockets. I catch a glimpse of it- a baton. The guard turns around right as Lily saunters back toward me, slipping the baton up her sleeve. It never gets noticed. The guard gets mad at us however for not lining up right.
I follow the other’s lead and line up against the far wall. One of the doorways in the hall opens, and through the open door to our room I see a line of boys walk by. Nyght is at the end of that line. He holds his head down and his black hair hangs in his face. His body-shape reminds me of Zak Bagans, but there’s no mistaking that is Nyght.
The other girls are now being loaded into a RV. The line starts to file out of the room, everyone carrying their plastic sacks. I grab mine, and another bag that’s full of beads. The guard must have approved them, otherwise they wouldn’t be here right? I need something to keep me busy in prison anyway. I follow the other prisoners out the door.
Once in the motorhome, I take the bed that’s in the rear. I hear the tinking of a glass bottle, identical to the sound that the glass bottles in Sly Cooper make. I’m tempted to search for a clue-bottle, but decide it’s probably the sound of the sink dripping or something- realistically.
The RV winds through the mountains on a thin, not-well-traveled, snow-covered, tree-lined road. We halt when we come across a bear in the middle of our path. Our RV is disguised as a bear on the outside, so upon seeing us, the real bear gets pisses and charges us. We drive/run up the path away from the bear. Once seeing that we’re leaving the bear takes a path to the left and sits comfortable in the middle of a road we don’t plan on taking. We drive on, and realize that the road we’re on does indeed circle back and merge with the road the bear is on. The bear sees us again, and chases us. Our bear-suited-RV can’t outrun an actual bear. I know the bear is going to catch us- and we’ll be devoured.
Then, I’m at Dad’s house after I get out of prison. I’m house sitting for him with Skye. I turn on the playstation in the living room, remembering that I forgot to check the house first. I go to the front door and lift up the blind to see out. I see a ton of cars parked in the park across the street, along with a few campers. One of the camper doors opens, and around six kids run out. I wait and watch, hoping that one of them will be Nyght, but he’s not there. I close the shade and somberly go to my room, where the playstation in there is already on and advertisements are playing for a different game than the one I have in the living room. The windows are wide open, exposing the pitch black night outside. I lean over the desks to close the one facing the back yard, and see a man standing just outside it aiming his gun at me. He’s on the phone with his non-aiming handing. He only aims at me when I’m not on sight, so I try to pull the shades closed while I’m ducked down behind furniture. The other window has blinds that hang vertically instead of horizontally. I pull the shade over, but it only has two measly blades. I turn off the light in this room despite the dark freaking me out, because I don’t want anyone outside to be able to see me. I close the starry curtain. It’s the best I can do. [End]

Relative to Real Life~
Night of January 25th, 2015 (3 of 3)
Real-life characters: Skye.
Dream-created characters: Both female guards, other prisoners, line of guys, Nyght, bear, people in the park, man with the gun.
Real-life places: Dad’s house, park.
Dream-created places: Car, office, room where we lined up, RV, snowy mountain road.
Different than real life: I’ve never been to prison nor do I plan on going to prison, I haven’t been up in the mountains in a long time, I haven’t been in a RV in a long while, I haven’t house-sat for dad in months.
Reoccurring: Nyght is a dream-created character in many of my dreams.
Precognitive: No.

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