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Okay so... I'm a little foggy on the first part..

I'm on Gaia I suppose, and yet the site feels more like real life. Yet I was still treating it like a game (like I was in Towns or something). I never said it but, it felt like I was on a virtual reality game I guess, except that I also lived in it. Anyway, I was rich in-game, yet for some reason I chose to live in what was basically a homeless shelter, a run down old cabin-like building where all the poor 'players' lived. I just liked it a lot more, I reasoned, since owning a house on 'Gaia' was "pointless and boring" (truth haha). I also liked it because everyone in there was friendly and respectful, and nobody ever stole from me. It felt like a community.

That night I'm lying on my bedding on the floor, when the whole cabin begins to shake. There's a loud noise but nobody but me seems to notice. I start yelling and they FINALLY join in the curiosity. Finally part of the wall smashes down,destroying a man's bed in the process, and somebody walks through. We have a chat and they tell us they're tearing down the cabin, because Gaia is sick of us 'dirty free-loaders' and wants to clean up the place. I pleads to at least be able to pack up and leave and the reluctantly accept. I start, worrying about forgetting something important and it being 'deleted' forever, but mention that 'I might as well go home'.

So next part IS at my home, non-Gaia. I don't recall how but.. We make plans to meet up and hang out. I guess you just... LIVE in my city because I walk to pick you up, and for some reason my house is in a way more suburban area. When you come over I walk into my room and I don't know, d**k around for a bit. I eventually notice that you hadn't followed, so I walk out into the kitchen to follow. You're slumped against the counter, holding your cellphone and texting, a frown on your face, like the message on the other end is troubling you. When I ask why you're not hanging out with me, you say you like your distance and don't want to bother me. I say that's why I invited you over. Eventually I tempt you to cheer up by pulling $40 out of my wallet and saying we can go for a walk to buy snacks.

When we leave we go out the back door, walk down the steps before I realize that I left the front door not only unlocked, but swinging open. I mention that I have to take care of it because 'I don't live in a safe neighbourhood. The.. I guess 'camera' pans back... There's people running through the woods, throwing Molotov cocktails, stabbing others, and other chaos, all while one man shouts religious texts, telling us that the end us near.

THIRD PART... I'm... not me. I'm not sure who it is, but she has a 'proper British accent' and her appearance isn't consistent through the dream. I'm not sure where exactly she is, for most of this part takes place solely inside of a camper van. I don't really know what happens in this first bit, just that this kid keeps watching through the window with an unintelligible expression, and every time she catches him, he leaves. Later, she's preparing for some kind of event, a costumed event I guess, and is applying a heavy make up to her skin, on both face and body. In the end she's made herself up to look like a black person, and starts mugging into the mirror, no shirt on, playing with her breasts and making faces at herself. Then in the reflection she sees the boy look through the window again. She's embarrassed, turns around to yell, but the boy doesn't move this time. She then realizes how offensive her makeup may seem 'out-of-context' (I really can't say what it was 'in-context') and tries to explain herself. The boy doesn't leave. Doesn't blink. Doesn't change expression. She starts yelling at him to please understand, she gets close to the window, getting louder, getting ANGRY, yet the boy's face stays the same. Then there's a slight flash of just... a twisted /haaaate/ in his eyes. And then nothing, just black.

And then it just... cuts to something new. Same camper, different woman. :I At least I assume, her appearance has changed. There's an inner monologue about how she's waiting for her husband 'Mr Brad Jones'** to return, and how he left her a note, saying that weird things had been happening lately, and there was a weird magic used by 'the locals' (wherever they are, it seemed like a camp ground to me haha) and strange stories. Shaking it off as nonsense, she begins to close all the windows and blinds in the camper, citing that she needs to get dressed and heard there were peepers around. (alluding to part one?) As she realizes the door is unlocked, she goes to lock it, and as the lock turns it flashes to somewhere else, nearby, where a woman is being forcibly pulled from her house/camper/whatever by these... terrible baboon/werewolf like creatures. (I feel like I've seen them in a movie or tv show or something but, hell if I know from where) It implies that they were about to rape and probably kill her. It cuts back to the main woman, sho inner monologues again, saying that there were lots of reports of those creatures (as if she had seen the scene too).

As she's walking away from the last window, she hears a weird noise, which she remarks is a child's cry, but it sounds more like... I don't even know, a goat? It was an awful noise though... This creepy little pained wailing. She says knowingly that the children are being attacked. She ponders if she can open the door to let the child in, or if it will be too late. To check, she opens the blinds a bit to peek, not wanting to be seen, because apparently the creatures only attack if they see you. What she sees even shocks her.

It's mostly covered by the blinds but, from what you see, the creature is swinging a blade on the end of a long, heavy chain, and throws it, stabbing the small child through the back, before dragging her across the ground towards him. The woman pulls away from the window, gasping and crying a bit, saying that she never knew they could do that, and suddenly feeling a sense of dread... Feeling scared for the first time. She hears the creatures begin to jump on her camper, shaking it and making these awful... screeching and then 'whooping' noises, as she drops to the ground, covering her head, before looking up ahead of her. There's a large, uncovered window that she forgot.

The creatures are looking in at her.


** To explain that part, Brad Jones is an internet movie reviewer, among other things... Aka The Cinema Snob. That.. That really amuses me. The woman wasn't actually his wife Jillian, though, I don't think.