Last night I dreamed that I was sent to an Iinstitution. The initial interview was taking a really long time, so I asked the doctor in charge if I could go have a smoke. He said yes, but if I did, I would be forced into imprisonment at something called Bellknap Mental Institution for 20 years. I couldn’t resist, though, even in the face of that long imprisonment, and went to smoke anyway.
I remember entering the Institution in a heavily drugged state… I also remember somehow escaping and making my way to Al’s apartment. It was the old apartment he had on Richmond Road, but it was arranged differently. I put on some kind of mask or something to help me sleep, and when I woke up it was months later. Turns out the “sleep mask” was actually an interface that over-wrote my own personality with Al’s, and I had been living his life for weeks and weeks. (I don’t know where the real Al was.)
In another dream, Vlad (an online friend of mine) was a tiny green space man in a space suit. His brain was detachable. He was very bitter and mean to me and all of my friends, and at one point he got fed up with us and blasted us all with his eye lasers. I warded the beam off somehow with my glasses, and went into Outer Space where he was and ripped him out of his space suit. He couldn’t breathe and started to turn blue. I told him I would give him one more chance, then I put him back in the suit. Then Roderick (another online friend) came in and told me that I had actually dislodged his brain, and it had been floating in space for several minutes. Vlad was gone.