An Emotional Journey

 We go, drive, to i think Japan and i stay the night in the haunted house, the women who come there, not necessarily aware of it, are in danger. some know. and i come, with no real danger for myself, bc i know they cant harm me. ive made peace with them (irl dreams, as u remember). Im very sleepy, and while i think about escaping, which might not even work (i watched Midnight Mess, the second to last ep, last night), and look at the triangle clock (remember? previous dream? and the wind-up clock at Kondr.), i slip into a dream. I think i feel safe, too self assured i wake up and im alive. A long dark haired girl, woman, is near me, and she doesnt have legs and an arm, the one arm is still here, "FLAILING". this disturbes me more than her stubs. ALso they are clean cut, clean healed, a long time ago i guess, they had time to heal. The ghosts, spirits, cut her limbs off. But it cant be, she was full, complete, just last night when i saw her. which made me think, i mustve been ...

 I come into class, its a test time or a creative writing time. I seem to be of importance. I am looking for a seat to take. positions of ppl change slightly while i do. i want to take the back seat of course, since thats the one ive always had, its where im comfortable. but girls are already now sitting there. I take off my [leather jacket][it has a hoodie now?] and looking somewhere to hang it. They, for some reason, get up and, with straight [maybe slightly annoyed or angry. but not threatening] face encourage me to hang it above them. i did not expect that and i hesitate - it would hang over their heads and its not the best.  I look to the right (left, the left row), and theres [BUT FIRST- finding the right seat] im looking at seats. i can sit here, middle row the middle, empty seat, table, someone is in front MAYBE but not certain. But i really dislike the [vibe] of sitting there, in the middle of it. But im still considering it. and since theres something about the chair...