We had rooms right next to each other last night. Harper woke up screaming, and woke everyone else up. Florence and I ran over there at warp speed to see what in the name of Christ was wrong with him. He had another nightmare, and apparently this one was the worst yet. Flor and I pulled the guys aside and we all decided that we should have kind of an intervention, and get him to tell us just what is so fucking scary about these dreams he's having. We figured talking about it would make him feel better. So... that's just what we did.
We all sat down in the guys' room, pulled the little coffee table dohickey over in between the beds, and we talked about it. It took a little persuasion, but we eventually got it out of him. Here's what he told us, as close to word-for-word as I can remember:
“It started off the same way it always does. I was at my house, in my room, and I 'woke up' to the door being wide open. The light was on and, for whatever reason, I felt the need to go out into the hallway. I walked all the way to the front door, and I could see him there. The... the Thin Man is what I've always called him. He's just really tall and thin, and he wears a suit, but I can never see his face. I don't know why I'm afraid of him, I just... He feels bad to me. So, I saw him out the door and I ran back to my room. Here's where it got different than usual. When I opened my door, which was shut now for some reason, it didn't open to my room. There was just this big staircase that spiraled down into blackness. I heard a noise and looked down the hall, and he was there. He'd never been that close before. So I... I started running down these stairs, and every time I would look back he was always on the spiral right above me, no matter how far I ran. I could see the light getting further and further away, and it got so dark the I couldn't even see my hands anymore. I could always see him perfectly, though. When I got to the bottom, after what felt like forever, there was another door. When I opened it he was... he was right there. And then I woke up.”
So... there's that. I don't know what to think about it all just yet, so I'm not going to try. In happier news, we went to King's Island today and stayed there from the time it opened to the time it closed. It was fucking BAD-ASS. Ohman. We only just got back, because we stopped for dinner on the way. We definitely have to go back there someday, because those rollercoasters were just amazing.
Also, the group was nearly unanimous in liking Gold Star better than Skyline. Skyline's apparently has cinnamon in it, and I'm really not into that. Florence apparently is, though. We decided to just get a dozen cans of each to bring home so everyone can try it.
We don't know what we're gonna get up to tomorrow, but I'll let you know when it happens.
Pax,
Raleigh<3
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