so i'm in this gym. or this ghastly large wharehouse of some sort, waiting in line to get food. this was the dining hall, you see. i'm standing in line (which was atrociously long) behind corey gee and his friend (i don't know his name, but he does all the talking) and corey gee's friend says, "dont eat that." so i don't, but i still take a tray and silverware. they do to. and we move along the line. all the food was piled into plastic bins, just sitting out, not even under heatlamps, and there are people interspersed here and there, throwing food at people's trays. we stop at a girl who was throwing the liver of some unknown animal. corey gee's friend says, "don't eat that." so i don't. but i do stop for the french toast which wasn't called french toast, but i knew it was french toast. but corey gee's friend says, "don't eat that." so i don't and we sit at a table, without any food and begin to converse about linguistics. i tell them soon after that i'm going to get something to eat, because i'm terribly hungry. so they nod and i skip off to get more food. as reach my destination, i'm confronted by all these homeless men saying, "give us food! give us money!" and i tell them i have no money. then, this rather tall man with greying hair (but he didn't look all that aged) and a large ceremonial knife cackles and tells me to run. so i do. and i look behind me and he's FOLLOWING me with his knife. cackling. eventually i stop, pretend to be a wiccan and cast a circle. the man is actually caught off guard and i shoot a bright light at him. he is gone, but only momentarily. so i skip back to corey gee's table, and i tell them some crazy bum tried to kill me. corey gee's friend (who seems to know something about this) says, "let's go." so we do. we're walking around, talking about the encounter and we come upon this glass house. there are two girls, about our age standing there and chatting. and corey gee's friends says, "um, somethings not cool with this." and the two girls start to bleed profusely from their heads. and they slump to the ground. amd for some reason beyond me, we walk into the house (meanwhile passing this a girl who has been crippled). there are about twelve young women running around frantically in their 15th century dress screaming, "juliet! juliet!" and the crazy man shows up and cackles and says: "don't you know you're in hell now?" then, this man is brought in. he's is tied up by the twelve young women and beaten. so corey gee's friend says, "i think we should go." so we leave. once again we discussed the incident, pondering who the fuck this guy is. finally we reach the dorms, which were more like barracks and i tell them i'm leaving. and corey gee's friend says, "no, you should stay with us. just in case that guy comes back and tries to kill you." so i do. and we go to sleep in their dorm. then i wake up in this bed, this bed that's got to be as large as my dorm, and corey gee and his friend are sleeping next to me and i realize i'm in the glass house and then all this blood starts spewing out of me (think a really fucked up period) and in the midst of it a translucent yellow ball comes out. and there's some life form in side it. so i start to scream my brains out. and corey gee and his fried wake up and say, "oh shit." and the crazy man stands at the foot of the bed with a knife and cackles. loppu.