October 20, 2015

I was standing at the bottom of a dune in the middle of the night when I saw a couple hunting lions. The woman would act startled and run down while the man stayed in hiding until the lion followed. The man would later shift into a lion himself, chasing behind the beast. The two cats ran past me on the right while I averted their trajectory by going up and to the left. I asked the woman if their whole maneuver was planned beforehand due to how well it was executed. She told me how originally she was going to shout into the night sky about being able to see “spirits and the stars” until realizing that its meaning would be lost on the animal.

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There was a chain of dioramas encased within kaleidoscope-looking structures on the table. When I picked them up, each one of them contained a scene from Team Fortress 2. The people around me seemed to be rather uninterested.

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I was in the metro when I got an e-mail that I had missed my 12:30 class for the day. The teacher noted how I missed out on a part of the class where he listed off positive attributes about each student. Among the slew of descriptions assigned to me, I caught out the word “addict”. The e-mail then went on to detail the contents of our next lesson where we will be “try[ing] to sing the [Taiwanese] national anthem as much as possible”.

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Someone was chasing and trying to attack me around campus even when I expressed multiple times that I had no interest in fighting them. They finally offered me a platter of cheese before pulling out a flimsy knife from below the board. Without any other way to defend myself, I quickly grabbed the knife and snapped it in two. “I’m not always armed, you know?” I told my assailant. They jumped away as I ended up in an elementary school playground.

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I looked at my phone to find a contact labeled “Dalata” along with a note: “11 violations”. I shortly received a text from my dad “ok” that was cc’d to this Dalata person. My linguistics professor started to chase me through the halls until I ended up curled into a ball on the floor of a bathroom stall. “What does this mean?” I asked. “What did I do? I’m untouchable!” I yelled as I was dragged from underneath the stall door by a bed sheet. Apparently I had received a “red flag and 8 violations” for my avoidant social behavior. “We’ll just reset you and you can go back to living normally” he calmly replied. I insisted that I would rather go to jail for an eternity than be forced to interact with people.

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I was on the beach while someone was reciting a rhyme about how to find some kind of secret. For one part, I had to flip to the “pi-” section in the teal hardcover dictionary to find a golden key inside that was the size of my palm.