Living in a nice apartment. or so it seemed. I seemed to have everything. A man and his daughter came to visit me often. Take me to do things etc. I still knew the same people i know in real life. I am standing in line to get my classes fixed, a nice guy helps me. Another old classmate says see me next year but I tell him I am done. We say goodbye.

A friend had gone to India. I had received a strange short message that made me worried. Next thing I know I’m trying to wake up in a strange bed. The wall leaks when someone nex door takes a shower and her shower goes all over the room. It is a very small room with a bed and a table and chair. Joe is there too. They both go out side. There is grass and a canal. I peek outside. I see a giant crocodile coming down the side of the building. I tell her to get in side now. she does. Joe is chilling by the canal. I yell at him to run or hide. He jumps in the water after seeing the crocodile wander in right next to him, oblivious to him. Joe stays underwater for sometime. We start to get worried. He comes to the surface and makes it inside with the crocodile not noticing.

I have a piece of chocolate cake. She tells me the plane ticket cost this much ($1767). I tell her I don’t have it and I am sorry but I did not even know how I got here. I fly back home and am picked up by the man who visits me. I hang out with him and his daughter for a bit then go home.

When I get home I am messing around on my computer. Some screen of text pops up. My printer goes nuts and starts printing sheets of what at first looks like jumbles of characters but then I read it more closely. Its detailed information on what I have been doing, even detailed nutritional information of that piece of cake I had.

The man shows up and looks worried. He says “This has been the hardest part..” I say ” I don’t want my life analyzed. I don’t want to be experimented on.” He didn’t seem to know what to say.