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in the kitchen and no one came to kill me.  I
shut the door and turned the lock.  “Hey, if you are here to kill me, you have
to wait till after I use the little girl’s room.  Hey, do you know where the
bloody bathroom is?”  Nothing.  “How rude.”  I proceeded to open up anything
that remotely resembled a door, looking for the bathroom.  Under the stairs I
was rewarded.  “Hey, I’m under the stairs in the bathroom.  You will just have
to wait to kill me.” I called and shut the door.
    I dreamt I was on the airplane and had to go to the
bathroom.  I opened up the door and there was Father Michael using it for a
confessional.  I was so mad.  Pee dreams are dangerous.  Because if you pee in
the dream, odds are you’ll wet yourself.  I woke up.  I was sitting in complete
darkness in a room where I could feel three of the walls from where I was
sitting.  Sitting?  Yes, I was sitting down with my pants around my ankles? 
Now I remembered I was in the bathroom.  I fumbled for a light switch and
confirmed it.  I finally got to pee.  It was wonderful.
    I left the bathroom and walked into the kitchen.  Why were
all the pantry doors open?  Oh yeah, that must have been me.  My mouth was all
fuzzy and my head.  “ Crāpulae gravēdinibus labōrō .” 
I closed the pantry doors.  “What a bad guest.”  My stomach growled.  I
rummaged around in the refrigerator and came up with some ham.  The breadbox
donated bread to the cause, and I had a wonderful sandwich.  I drank two
glasses of water.  I risked having another pee dream, but I was already
dehydrated.
    I turned off the light and walked up the stairs.  Funny, the
darkness didn’t bother me but my achy body did.  I found my room and another
bathroom.  I opened up the mirrored cabinet and found Paracetamol with codeine,
over-the-counter Paracetamol with codeine.  “I love the British,” I said and
popped two, no, three in my mouth.  I remember taking a shower, walking naked
down the hall to my room.  I don’t remember anything else but the music. It
seemed to come from the very walls. I fell asleep.

Chapter Five
     
    I dreamt I was floating on a black sea.  My hair spread out
in the water and surrounded my body like an aura.  I assumed I was clothed
because I wasn’t trying to cover anything up.  A thought filled my head, “As
long as I look to the heavens I will be safe.  If I close my eyes I will
sink.”  The light left and the stars came out.  A larger light burned across
the night sky which I tracked with my eyes.  “ Lux in tenebris ,” I heard
myself say, light in the midst of darkness.  A roar was building in the
distance, and I felt the water surrounding me being pulled towards a great wave
that was building.  Things are going from bad to worse, “ Rēs male
inclīnant .”
    I sat straight up in bed and as the dream waned I felt a
cold chain slide from my throat.  I shook away the last of the dream, fluffed
the pillow and lay back to sleep and dream hopefully somewhere drier.
     
    I was surprised to wake up so refreshed.  You would think
that after all the booze I would at least have a hangover.  My head was clear,
and as I rolled over and sat up I found my body was stiff but moveable.  All in
all, I faired pretty well considering.  Although, why I was wearing my raincoat
instead of pajamas did alarm me.  That was until the events following my walk
back from the Comstocks’ last night oozed back into my memory.
    I got out of bed which was some feat considering it was more
than four feet off the floor.  Grabbing some clean clothes I went in search of
the bathroom I used last night.  It was a large room with a claw foot tub and
shower.  I picked up last night’s clothing.  I withdrew my ruined loafer from
the back pocket of my jeans and examined it.  A nice cut had severed the toe
from the rest of the shoe.  I shuddered at the thought of what the tiller could
have done to Angie.  I dropped it and