September 26, 2016

As I walked down the stairs and took a seat on the sofa chair, someone turned towards me and commented, “You’ve been down here for a long time.” For some reason, I wasn’t able to respond to him verbally so I sent a message over our group Discord channel: “Is that even a question?”

Apparently the last message sent before mine was a rather racist assertion and my question made it appear as if I was agreeing with it when taken out of context. “We see a new side of you today” he said as he told everyone to see the messages for themselves.

I was walking through the hallway now and peeked in and out of the door frame to the common room to see if I could change the size of the room. After a few tries, I finally made the common area as small as a bedroom.

I then walked out through the glass door into the garden. The grass was a dark green and it was still wet from the recent rain. I stood next to a tree and looked down while jumping in an attempt to fly. With about three tries, I was able to jump slightly higher and slow my descent. As people walked up from the river below, someone held up and showed a dirty laptop to me.