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A?t 17, 2008

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I had a key, so it was ok?artment 633.?alke??o the co?ard ?he U-shaped ?tmen?ilding a?aw one open ? on my left,? somethi?old ?o check the right bank. Sure enough, 633? there, and I looked?oss the ??? the open door--158, the number said. No? problem.

I walked into 633 and looked ?nd. ??o rooms; a living room, a bedroom/kitche?ith a small,?ee-foot-long bed?t to a five-??ucke?ay into an a??posi??tove to the ? of the ?. The bathro?as nowhe?o be seen. The e?e place was decorated in a g?h pink, green, a?hite floral scheme, and I shuddered.?ot;Quite?teal?ot; the real?ate agent said. "No?ch can be done a? the decor, ?gh.&??> ??ot;Whoa," I said. &?;Tad mad?n of me?" T?ncle had the gra?o look e??ed as I ?gged it off and looked a? dad and?nd h?taring at me, di??ed a? underwhelmi?esponse.?>
A few ?tes r, he we?all-eyed?arte?aggering around as i?unk, and we all laughed. My father, the sot. It wasn'?ntil he collapsed th?e all re??here? somethi?rong, and I sat down in ?ecliner and rode it back to ?eal ?tmen?ealizing alo???hat my father might have?t died, ????hings we???econd floor of a???nit, and the recliner ca?o a full sto? the foot of the sidewalk leadin? to the front door. I sighed, knowing I'd ha??undle the chair back up the stairs and into the livi?oom, and??tom ?ts all c?ed i?d. Still, I ??ed, and got the chair back iits ??lace before collapsing into bed,?ed as hell. Sudd?, a ?le opened the screen door on my righ?alked throug? bedroom, and walked?o the large ?strial kitchen o? left. There? a bank ?indo????o th?all,?ough which I???he c??ily working, and the dre?old ?hat ?as a communal kitchen for the residents ?he a?? com?.

What kind of complex is this? ?ked, and the TV ?ched on, showing a g? of ??ban kiddies ?ing basketball among gra??aine?ildings. It look?ery economic???ed as the voiceover detailed the communal kitchens and o? amenitiand the commercial ended?h a ?s on?all ?hich?ot;WESTLAKE APARTMEN?uot;????ed. Something in the back of my mind took partic??e of this, as though I knew, som?, that I? dreaming and was thereby seeing my ?re and needed to remember this.

?her ? of ??alked throug?room??ated, I got up and decid?o lo??creen door, but it locke??ery curious mech?m; a chain on the door l?o a small white meta?ick ? melded into an oddly-scrolled end, and ? to ?as a?ge b??olled vase on a long, black skin?tand. This lock work?ery ?ly: ??ert the small white scroll into the larg?ass scroll, and ?t until you feel?h pi??erlock.

Once that was done, I decided to loo?ound my ?tment. It had the feel of a place where I'd lived for so?ime,??omehow had failed to?ice the ?et door set ??all behind my be?his is a comtheme in dreams;?en large?tions of my livi?pace go ??ed), so I slid i?en a?alked into anoth?oom. This one was long and narrow, and in the wall i?ont of me was a large bank o?ill more folding closet ?s. I had the feeling that there were inf?e cl?s contained with?he o? bedroom--another common theme.
??icked the one on the? right, and entered a large walk-in ?et, ? one?h a ?e door on the left-hand wall. There were she? and cab?s on the right-hand wall?ll of fo?ten shoes and clothing, thin??revious tenant had left behind. ?ened the? door, and e??till ano? closet, this one with a shelf a?ole ???-hand wall, and boxe??here, topped by various kinds of shoes. ?e was a small, g?-painted bla?ood ? on the wall??e and a dark bro?ood one ?he left. I opened the little black one f?, and a black kid's face stared at me.

I yelped ??ise and ?t back as the ki?tricated himself from the enormous amount of junk in? closet, and I looked in there. The ???iny,??hree feet wide by eight ? long, a?he f?? occupie? a five-? tall pile of old blankets and m?esse?hile the wal?ere thickly-covered ??es full ?iny ?rines. O?helf? occupie??ery,?y small working TV. ? kid? living i? closet!?>
I wondered aloud how he came a?ent without my noticing, and he grinned, reached?o his home, and pulled out a?y large semi??ic gun. ?roudly brand? at me a?howed me a littl?itch on its side, topped by a small red LED, and told me tha? beeped when? I left the ?tment. It wa? this mo? that I noticed a wa??e th?eemed to?ail various principles of life in a humo? manner, and one of them ended in the word &?;shi?ot;: a nickname for a fo? roo?e. Odd. Then I notic?hat the ??hat ?ed as the entran?o the kid's ? home wa?ddenly c?ed in more f?? of the type?nd in the ne?oom,?tly small plastic soldie?ith an i??ive mien. I ???k the kid about them?t he??y talking into a sma??ic gas mask, in whic???o be built a walkie-talkie of so?ort.?>
Nothing. The shock from ??aw in th?oom woke me up. Can't rememb?hat ?as. Tsk.

5:53 AM

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