Snippets from a very busy sleep of adventures elsewhere.

Date: 5/15/2019

By Fitful

Pig man turned into to pentagram and covered in burises and wounds and almost decaying and shaped like the pentagram with his limbs broken and askew. ~ Fairy girl in cages. We got her away from one but she fled to another. Luckily she was safe there. It was on a truck with our friend who now knew where we were being held captive and would come save us. ~ A girl, me, in a house lighting my whole room with light bulbs. The house is empty and for so long I struggled with only one light bulb that began to fail. ~ Banana covered in ant, seller is selling the ants but I want a banana. Seller is selling those too, fresh and peeled for 49c. I dig in my bag for change. Someone interrupts me. ~ I am suddenly elevated in status, give responsibility and respect. It's true respect too, not because I earned a title, but given the title because I earned the respect from all around. I am uncertain. I'm given a list and told to find a under clothes wait trainer in a girl's bedroom. We have a system apparently who where what and all is shared. I use the paper to go into her dorm while she's sleeping and find the garment without taking her but it isn't there. She isn't who she is on paper, instead being a Spanish woman speaking Spanish which I can't understand. I back out grateful I'm done, even if I didn't find it. ~ I'm basically homeless, running with an interesting crowd. Occasionally we find a place to crash all of us. We are all kids or creatures or supernatural others. It's normal we run like this. ~ Once a police car nearly corners a girl in a gutter. She holds very still. I stand farther down in the gutter which is deep enough for three men to stand on top each other's shoulders. We wait for the car to leave. ~ A man toys with someone asking his name. He gives him a dozen interesting names on the spot. One is Mungbeam. He says his mother was terrible with spelling. It's only one of many interesting names. If the person asking finds out his real name he dies. ~ We are lost back in time and some things changed. We have to check the timeline as we fix it and each of us need something we know well. We're in a store and we pick up a star trek VHS. We have to find a way to copy the VHS five times on to blank tapes so each of us has one as we split up and fix things. A store clerk, a friend we just made, helps us. His mother owns the store and is glad his brother, who is one of us, is in the backroom Kiara who is also one of us. They are all back there except for me copying the tapes. I leave my little ankle lizard on a birdcage because the mother manager is very suspicious of me lurking near the back room, even with her son, the clerk who helped us there. She doesn't know he helped us. Before she arrived I thanked him for helping, but told him never to do it again. I was fine with rule breaking for grand gestures like saving humanity but I didn't want him to get in the habit of helping others commit real crime. ~ Little colorful and ink black shape creatures in the dark tell me I'm not good enough for something, for a powerful role I'm meant to play. I hear them and doubt myself.