January 27, 2015

I was going to pickup my clothes from a friend’s second residence. After getting out of the car, the doorway seemed strangely familiar. In fact, it looked like the other end of the house I had just left. “Isn’t this the same place? Why did we need to drive?” I asked. “Oh, no it’s a different house. They’re just identical” came the reply.

I had become invisible and an observer to the world. I was wandering through my brother’s new home for which the interior of the living room and kitchen was densely forested. Two people that I didn’t recognize were milling about. I went into the halls to search for my brother and found him in an office room making out with a mannequin. My presence failed to trigger any reaction. A woman came in and said that they had to go. A fighter jet flew out from a tree and passed by the window.

This was my brother’s second wife however he still couldn’t get over his first after she had passed away at a young age. My brother hadn’t even gone to the army yet he was already the target of such misfortune.

Someone’s phone was ringing as the owner frantically looked all over the place for it. After a few minutes, it started ringing again. I noticed that there were a large amount of objects placed on top of the door frame and so I took down what I assumed to be making the ringing noise.