Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Dream episode

Day of dream: This morning

I was at University of Dayton, but not quite. I thought it was UD, but it doesn't look anything like UD when I come to think about it now. The weather was good. It was sunny and warm-ish (relatively to Ohio weather). I was walking around campus, at a beautifully maintained garden (a little Greek god-ish). I had walked there many times. Yet today, I noticed that there was a building behind the bushes. A humble, but beautiful greek structure. It was as if the bushes had cleared the way to invite people in. I was curious. I couldn't believe I had missed such a beauty when I had walked by that place so many times.

There was a sign stating that there is an event going on (I didn't see the words, or I don't remember seeing the words no the board), with an arrow at the bottom indicating the location of the event. I walked toward the building, excited by the beauty of it, and also the event that I don't know about.

The interior was not as graceful as the exterior of the structure had demonstrated. It was small and crampy. There were several booths in there, about ten. They lined closed to one another. People were having trouble manuovering, even though the crowd was not thick. The atmosphere was one of an abandoned hall that was used because other locations were not available. I walked about the booths anyway. They are mostly about children education, with colorful toys and equipment to excite the young minds. While the hall was stuffy, the people there brought some life into it.

For one reason or another, NUS High School sent students to present some of their math ideas too. I recognized them by their school uniform. I was amused, and no doubt excited seeing my juniors here, where I least expected them to be. They did not share the same enthusiasm in the fair.

I moved around until the fair was dispersing. I volunteered to tidy up the place. I was alone there with another lady, who feels like a close aunt. The lady and I walked into an office, there were stuffed animals in there. I picked up the stuffed chicken. While I was looking at it, I had allowed its claws to touch my palm. I shiverred and dared not move. The lady took the chicken from me and examined it. Then she took another stuffed animal and tore it open by the neck. Then we heard footsteps. Without a second thought, I closed the door, leaving a small gap open. The man of the place asked me what was going on, he said that I was acting suspiciously, closing the door. (I don't even know why I did it. It is suspicious indeed.) I was scared. I stared out at him, and his eyes looked evil...

I woke. I remember very little. There were children around. Colors, toys, laughter. Orphans. I tried to remember the lady who was with me, my aunt. I asked the adults where she is. Everyone ignored me, thinking I am taking child talk. I was desperate. Then the evil man stood in front of me, with a gentle smile but evil eyes, daring me to ask the question again...