Abstract Dignity

Every sound other than my own is an agitative prick; this house is indefinite of me however I experience the residence and inhabitants. I dream fingers examining an analog bluish grey key and tri-port black ballast grasped inside the right hand. Often I contemplate sanity to conclude no such state is concurrent; intention spawns reality. Excitement is a deafening existence; exhilaration is blinding nonexistence.

"Shorty I got a number."

".....Diesel how am I going to...god damn it."

"There's a bunch of digits..."

"For all the fakers?"

"Yeah.....but mine will have three sixes."

"I'm putting something on my lips...."

"Cordelia is pissed."

"Music..."

"Do we always dream like this?"

"Zen I remember you."

"What does it taste like?"

"I can't go that far into it....."

Peppermint beeswax; oil aestheticism, brief relaxant, moisturizing tingles. Flavor matters faintly for finality. Starving myself is a brochure about dependency, if I journey to suffer the unknown tis discovery, perhaps sensation or illogical meditation; I dream a baggy gray t-shirt covering a photographed woman.

"........what does she eat?"

"She's me; she eats what I do.....well...not really...."

"....what does she eat?"

"Nothing."

".....she needs to eat."

"I agree."

"What is nothing?"

"Garnishes for my plates."

"Do you know what you eat?"

"Tell her."

"Flax seed oil skillet salmon, shallots, squid appendages, ramen noodles, crispy gluten snacks, chocolate droplets, strawberry glaze, almond pudding, grape juice, lemon bar, olive oil, sweet wine tarts, cookies, apple butter, pear baked goods, mousse, fried tofu, breaded tofu, sesame candy, pumpkin pie, graham cracker, lemon cake, deep fried potato wedges with spicy seasoning and onions, treacle pops, rice cream, soy nut balls battered with natural rice syrup, cottonseed oil with sunflower seeds, cuttlefish fried with skin, herring baked inside blood liquid and evaporated cane juice, honey brittle, juju pops, corn snacks.."

"....oh god damn you're making her sick."

"Really?"

"....soymilk and tea."

"What kind of tea?"

"Something that calms down Darkwing."

"Who is Darkwing?"

"The little man inside of her....they call him that....it's his secret code name alias."

"......oh....what is he?"

"He's a little person with ripple ear things and he laughs like Vincent Price."

"....I like him."

"He fucks with digital ice."

".....what the fuck is that?"

"It's some dumb shit on the front lawn."

"....is it cold?"

"It's warmer than the room."

"What room?"

"His headquarters."

"Was the tea green?"

"Sort of....looked like sweet pea cream."

"....was it sweetened?"

"....I think it was leaf nectar...it has fake writing on the jar."

"....how does she know that?"

"She thought it said something about people being wrinkled and eating things that make them die sooner than vitamins..."

"......what is her name?"

"Nobody knows."

"What do they call her?"

"....sad girl...vampire...motorcycle lady..uh.....chocolate person...Jamaica Nuke...what the fuck is that about...anyways....Lee.....Damian...what does that mean.....that kid with crazy hair....metal head...Communist......that wasn't that bad I guess....Russian Mafia Monkey....Sheila....holy shit....those people got in there somehow....she has to hide them...Eclipse...Purple Pup...Cat...Tickle....oh no....tickles.....Polyonymous...Nymph....Hummer....Dog Lover...that lady with the broken nose......damn it.....is it that obvious.....water forehead....Island Imp...Coconut Joker....Marijuana Grower....god damn it....she likes that one though but she gets arrested for it but they give a big shit and let her go after she waits inside a closet with a stoned police officer....what the hell....I hope I remember that....she cries for you a lot...she calls her boots Fiasco...she calls her hat Braid Brain...she calls her gloves Ebony Egret......she calls her incense box Nadia....the other one she calls Jester.......she accidentally eats a half pound of psychedelic mushrooms....she purposely eats a peyote cactus because it's purple...this shit ain't ever going to happen and I just fucking said ain't...."

"What does she eat?"

"Vegetables, got to be fresh, baked potatoes with a little drop of flax seed oil to keep the pan from sticking, she gets tired of those because it makes her butt hurt....oatmeal with apples and cinnamon....grits....cocoa farina....almond milk unsweetened with vanilla alcohol....she bathes inside big can beer. She eats tuna for a while. She eats peanuts. She drinks a lot of water. She likes tea and soymilk a lot. She eats tamarind paste and prunes. She likes Mejdool dates but it makes her lose too much weight. Sugar makes her sick. Natural sugar makes her blood pressure drop way under cardiovascular regularity....way under....wow....she licks Japanese whetstones."

".....what does she look like?"

"I don't know which one she is...."

"Shit."

"....she worries a whole hell of a lot."

"When does this happen?"

"There is a girl that sleeps on her shoulder."

"Is it Cordelia?"

"No...."

"....it must be a person like Cordelia."

".....she likes the power lines."

"Are there dogs there?"

"....furry tuna eater."

"A cat?"

"She likes him. He sleeps on her neck."

"....she doesn't sneeze or puff up?"

"....no."

"What about roses?"

"..............."

"......"

"...god fucker.....that little man just lit a match inside of her..."

"What is he doing?"

"....looking through his suitcase."

"For what?"

"....I think it's a book."

"What kind?"

"It's blood colored."

"What does it say."

Big curly play friend must obey little white haired man and feed him cilantro. It gives him good breath so he can charm digital rich fake people into buying dumb stuff. Big curly play friend must entertain him always lest he makes me sit inside the weird thing with robot bugs. Big curly play friend must bathe with expired cold milk and warm water. Big curly play friend must listen to lots of music. Big curly play friend needs to remember white haired man always. The end for now until changes enhance integral pretense such as judiciary warrior.

"He's got a suitcase?"

"It's a little Louis Vuitton."

"What?"

"He had it custom made for him inside London."

"....what else does he have?"

"....a flare gun."

"....what color?"

"Pink."

"What else does he have?"

"A dream catcher from India, a camera made out of people's teeth, pencils, rice paper, telescope made out of onyx and quartz, a ruby jewel....a big one....a katana....a big one....wow. He also has a picture of Lucid but she's a bat. He has a ring just like mine except it's a necklace. He has boots made out of kevlar and a bulletproof vest. Some kind of key....brass........incense sticks...a white t-shirt....he doesn't have pants....socks......bandannas....nuclear waste specimens....god damn it...he keeps that inside my stomach...shit...a bottle filled with eyeballs from fish...an oxygen tank and mask...isn't that flammable.....a surgeon mask...a tombstone that says Fuck You...a lot of chains...I just think she tastes leather....tasted....my English is fucking itself for dumb's sake...lots of leather...I don't know what it is...how does this shit fit in there?"

"Does he have a girlfriend?"

"....yes....he says she got bit by a little black dog. He is mad and so is she and so am I!"

"....oh."

"Her finger has a hole in it."

"What else is going on?"

"He wants to open a bakery with really fattening stuff and sell it to fake rich people."

"....good idea."

"We're broke. We got no money."

"....yeah...now is different."

"....I don't think we ever used currency before."

"I used it once to burn."

"....how did he get inside there?"

"....she is him."

"...I've seen him before."

"When?"

"....he was really sick and wobbling around..."

"....oh."

"Amber picked him and put him inside his pocket."

"Then what happened?"

"We went inside the blue...light...reflex."

"What did he look like?"

"He had acne and a tubby belly."

"Does she?"

"....a little.....oh."

"...a little?"

"He feels better. It's mostly from people touching her."

"Who touches her?"

"....the neighbors."

"Why?"

"The people inside the house exhibit her."

"Why?"

"They tell people she is possessed."

"What does she do?"

"Make them act like dogs."

"Wow."

"She's not awake."

"What is it?"

"It's Varushna....she's pissed off."

"....oh shit."

"Where does she go when Varushna uses the pyramid hologram?"

"....black fractals."

"Yeah that's Varushna..."

"She's some kind of church person."

"A clergy?"

"Yeah."

"Where do they touch her?"

"The hologram feeds off her chemistry."

"Yeah they do that...."

"Her back and her collarbone...."

"Why?"

"They try to pump demons out of her."

"What about her face?"

"They touch her forehead and her cheeks and under her neck."

"Under her chin?"

"Yeah and around her ears a lot."

"What about her hair?"

"It hurts them."

"....where is Kevinya?"

"He pretends to help them."

"Is it a hologram?"

"It's a disk thing."

"What is that?"

"....the doggy girl said it poisons their colon and makes them shit a pool of intestines."

"Fucking hell."

"The black fractals can't stay together."

"Where does it go?"

"Inside the power lines."

"Shit."

"They got to stop doing that...."

"What about the people that exhibit her?"

"....digital remnants of tissue samples preserved by government officials for torture of vampires...god damn it...she knows..."

"Are those the real ones?"

"Yeah inside that house those are their tissues. They are real mortal people. The other ones are disk eaters but she gets the fakers to fake them out so they cannot connect with the mortals..."

"What happens to them?"

"She wants to find out."

"....me too."

"She just burped up soap."

"He took a bath."

"How does he do that?"

"She's not a real body."

"It feels like one?"

"He uses the frequencies from the graph to imitate chemical emotions which can be sourced through electrical pulses."

"He's a smart ass."

"Does he do what you do at the same moment?"

"Not yet..."

"Will he ever?"

"She's going to try."

"He was inside Amber's pocket?"

"Yeah but he jumped out and hugged my right ear..."

"I was wondering what that was..."

"....he says we got to go there."

"Where?"

"Something black."

"...shit.....is it moving and liquid?"

"Yeah."

"......okay."

"I saw a weird looking dog that is brown and black. It was short and kind of stout."

"Eleanor."

"How did you know?"

"I dreamed about him before."

"He's weird."

"Yeah he is...."

"How do I become him?"

"How does he become you?"

"....I want to be a bat."

"He is a bat then...."

"Yeah no shit."

"I was just asking...."

"No I mean he does not shit."

"Oh....oh. Does he urinate?"

"When I do."

"Does he wear your clothes?"

".....we're trying."

"I'm worried about him."

"Me too. So is she...."

"You don't know her name?"

"They call her Lucid's Baby."

"Who comes to see her?"

"The neighbors and police officers."

"How do they summon them?"

"They got a switch."

"What does it look like?"

"The bat said a gun."

"Where is it?"

"Inside the silver car."

"Where?"

"....not sure."

"Destroy the car."

"Me?"

"Get them to do it..."

"How?"

"....I don't know but I will need to do the same."

"There's only one silver car."

"What does it do to them?"

"Makes them young."

"That woman...."

"These people are fucking nasty."

"What do they do to you?"

"No effect."

"Except when you pyramid reflect."

"....they own the house."

"The neighbors..."

"....not sure but they want them out."

"What about you?"

"They don't know I live there."

"Shit."

"Nobody knows except for that one lady that reads books but she is asleep."

"You got to wake her up."

"How?"

"Tell her she's asleep."

"What a strange world."

".....the switch is analog."

"....it makes them angry."

"....what do they eat.....?"

"Shit."

".....don't eat any of it."

"One of them did."

".......was it you?"

"I ate the curry."

"With bread?"

".....no I gave that to her."

"You don't like bread."

"I like artisan bread without sugar or fennel."

".....she must be smaller than you."

"That's a lot of hanging flesh."

".....yeah."

"She's got those."

".....oh......oh!"

"She misses her friend down there."

"Me too."

"....shit she's miserable and so am I."

"Yeah....so is he."

"The moon is real."

"They said they couldn't imitate that or get a specimen sample."

"We wouldn't tell them where to get it...."

"....Braid added it to our houses."

"....so simple."

"Chalk. They're allergic....the children...."

"....she's a zombie."

"...does she sleep?"

"I don't know."

"When they act like dogs what do the people do?"

"....they ask her questions......"

"Like what?"

"....if they will ever go away."

"What does she say?"

"......they cannot disappear. They are there and can only be.....that bat is the Phantom of my Opera....they must be dealt with immediately lest everyone will suffer immensely."

"What do they say?"

"Nothing."

"God damn it."

Braid gathers chalk extracted from Jesus; this particular moon fell onto earth three hundred and eleven defamations. She carefully dusts our classroom chunks into a pepper shaker, sifts granules into territorial urine pop cork tubes, the concoction bubbles odorless grey color; each graph designation is laced through split atoms then spread into platelet organisms.

"I dreamed about you sitting in there with me talking about crystals and water hydration."

"Was it really me Diesel?"

".....yeah....you were dressed like a prison guard."

"....how did I get in there?"

"...some guy gave you a job and you opened the door."

"Who's the jail master?"

".....she ate him."

"Who?"

"......the girl with plaid shoes."

"God damn this shit is crazy."

"....we leave and come back a lot."

"What happens to you?"

".....I don't know."

"What else did you dream?"

"You lived in some god damn house with two ugly ass mean people who torture everyone and their friends too."

"What happened to them?"

"....that house smells like shit."

".....what happened to them??"

"....hhhmmmm...."

"I need to know."

"Me too. My favorite song is Kaneda....play it a lot will you..."

"Will you hear it?"

"That night I will."

"What night?"

"The night I figure out where you are at."

"How do you figure it out?"

"I see through you for a moment and the next day I wake up thinking about it."

"How do you know they are there?"

".....something about a silver car I see pull away and cocaine addiction."

"What?"

"That guy has got a bad snort."

"What else?"

"She's hooked to heroin tablets."

"Oxy...."

"Yeah that stuff."

"What about me?"

"You're clean. The only one...."

"They drug everybody up?"

"Yeah you got to tell them...."

"How?"

"Write it somewhere they will look."

"What are they hooked on?"

"The same shit."

"Fuck!"

".....they blame it on you."

"Who?"

"The people in the house but nobody believes them because you are so fucking alert."

"......"

"It's not how it looks Shorty."

"What do you mean?"

"....they got a lot of shit to hide."

".....what happens to me?"

"Somebody punches you in the face."

"Who?"

"A cop!"

"When?"

".....something about fake snow."

"What happens to him?"

"He breaks his hand."

"Then what?"

"He dies."

"How?"

"Some guy with a shovel kills his ass then buries him next a power line."

".....who is he?"

"........I like him."

"What does he look like?"

"....something about potato chips."

"God damn this is weird."

"Then this thin lady comes and brings you a blanket."

"Why?"

"You got no clothes."

"Damn it."

"Ah you're used to it."

"What else happens?"

"I live with some lady for a while."

"What is she like?"

"I don't know."

".....is it close?"

"It's in New York."

"That's far from where we going."

"No it's not."

"What?"

"It's right there."

"Okay this is fucked up and does not make sense."

"That's life man."

".....what do you look like?"

"The same."

"What happens to you?"

"....."

"??????"

"Well....."

"Yeah..."

"You didn't make me one."

"One what?"

"God damn it."

"One what?!"

"I'll use that....that's fine."

"What is it?"

".....shiny."

"Diesel I'm freaked out."

"Sunny....you got to see what happens for me."

"I want to see you again."

"I met your mom."

"Oh....okay......."

"....I met her before....she told me something about you that's different than Nadia......"

"What's that?"

"....she said you kind of just showed up."

"What?"

"....she said they were there and this little person woke up inside their arms."

".....she doesn't remember doing all that stuff then...."

"No she said you just showed up like out of nowhere."

"She didn't have me inside of there!"

".....she said there was a big thing that came and talked and then they felt blackness and you were there when they saw the tree above them."

"What kind of tree was it?"

"....made out of metal."

"What the fuck dude."

"Said it looked like an olive tree."

"What the fuck dude."

"Varushna put you inside that stupid book she was writing."

".....she said it was a fake out."

"Sort of....until the end of it then it's a brain fuck for anybody who uses it the wrong way."

"What am I?"

".....she said she has to give you back to the tree."

"Dude am I a fucking human?"

"Yes."

"Am I their child?"

"No doubt."

"What does the fucking tree have to do with me?"

".....it put a microorganism inside of you that makes you do stuff."

"What kind of stuff?"

".......well.........."

"Well?"

"Drink a lot of soy milk."

"......damn it."

"Ruby got the same shit too."

"What about anybody else?"

"Nope."

"Why us?"

"....something about big hearts."

"Huh?"

"That thing is huge in there."

"How do you know?"

"I can feel it when I dream I am you...."

"What does it feel like?"

"A baseball glove."

"What are you doing?"

"I read a lot and I attend school."

"To learn....."

"Law."

"Do they know?"

"Not really...."

"I hate this shit."

"I wonder if they give you back."

"What happened to the tree?"

"That's why she looked at you like that."

"I don't remember."

"She does.....I do.....you do.....I see you writing that too....oh shit that fucked with me!"

"What happened to the tree?"

"She said you told it everything was cool and it turned into a black pool of water."

"Where did it happen?"

"We think it was that place they call Florida."

"What does the name mean?"

".......flowing water from the moon."

"Which moon?"

"The one we don't see."

"Why don't we see it?"

"It's water."

"Okay....."

"....it fucks with the graph too."

"What does?"

"The tree thing being thing thing."

"Okay...."

"You see some crazy shit through the portal. It's not evident through the actors but comes out when you wire yourself to their experience...."

"Who else sees it?"

".....some big lady with little fingers."

"What kind of stuff is it?"

"....holy shit Sunny....a big crow, a big fairy, floating stars, shooting green things, disappearing feather, but you and that lady the only ones....I know about it because you wrote it and I repeat what you wrote and it's type text."

"......oh."

"Some of it you did to fake her out."

"I'm going to be confused."

"Me too."

"Why?"

"....I was the judge that sentenced me and the arresting officer."

"Damn it."

".........I hope they give you back."

"Where do I go?"

".....damn that thing is angry."

"The tree?"

"Yes."

"Yeah I know."

".....she carried you a lot."

".....I know."

"She said you used to talk to the thing."

"Did it talk back?"

"No."

"What did it do?"

"Turn lights off and fuck shit up."

"Oooops."

".....where did she come from?"

"Who?"

"....you let her dress like that?"

"God damn it."

"....Nadia said you just showed up too."

"......."

"That's why she looked like that."

"Oh."

"...........................that crow was something else."

"...."

"That fairy changed colors?"

".......they do that."

"....you see those?"

"......"

"That horse talked to it?"

"They do that."

"What the fuck Sunny?"

"........."

"Yeah well you didn't bother to make me one."

"One what?"

"A cool thing."

"......what!"

"They're waiting for you."

"Who?"

"They sweat a lot."

"Why?"

"Tell them how you stopped shooting up."

".....I drank a gallon of water and stared at myself inside the mirror until I saw what I was doing."

"Then what....."

"I went to the hospital and told Grenadine we need to stop and she told me she was sick of it too and the doctors said they were sick of it too so we took all the vials and burned them inside a casket that was thrown away...."

".......what else...."

"It was supposed to be for somebody named Simon but they said he never showed up."

"Who was he?"

".....some guy who made puzzles."

"What happened to him?"

".....Chester said he was sacrificed by some assholes with weapons."

"I believe him."

"I don't know what happened to his body."

".....oh shit."

"What?"

"I just saw somebody in the corner of your eye when you weren't looking."

"What did he do?"

"He smiled at you and went inside the television."

"Damn it."

".....do you still want that shit?"

"No."

"You still feel like shit?"

"Yeah."

".....you don't think anything of them."

"Who?"

"Those things inside that house!"

"What should I think of them?"

".....they are the most fucked up people you will ever meet."

"....."

"They remember you."

"From what?"

"The woman asked you a question but you walked away."

"What was it?"

"She asked you why she picks her skin....."

"What about him?"

"He asked you if you were a queen named Sharla and you asked him if he was a religious person and he said he used it to deceive people and you told him that the queen he spoke of will exist when he is no longer religious."

"What do they want from me?"

"An answer."

"To what?"

"Why she picked her skin and why there is a queen."

"There are two....."

"Yeah...."

".....what do they got to do with me?"

"They tell everyone you are their hostage."

"Why?"

"Because you are."

"What should I do?"

"Nothing."

"Why?"

".....those things think you are going to die soon."

"I don't die."

"Not like that no...."

"Everybody knows that."

"Yeah...."

"...."

"Listen don't mess with them."

"What do you mean?"

"You do stuff that fucks with them really bad and when you see what I am saying when you type it I want you to stop doing that....damn....weird."

"Okay."

"You make fun of his voice and he thinks he is talking and you shut the door when you see her and she does not think she exists when you do that."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Just suffer."

"....does anybody care?"

"They feed them."

"What do they feed them?"

"Food you eat."

"What happens to them?"

"....I don't know Sunny that room you are in sucks a major fucker from god shit."

"Oh."

".....you miss your daughter a lot."

"Which one?"

"All of them except this one in particular is your baby and you are freaking out."

"Does she ever come?"

"....."

"Damn it."

"........Andain's baby is with her...."

"Where is Andain?"

"....he's there too."

"Where?"

".....well......he's across the street from you."

"What?"

"He's going to remember you when he figures out where he's at and then he's going to want to be with you cause you are just like him..."

"What about the person he lives with?"

"....he will go back and forth but you need to be friends with him."

"Do you know what he did to me?"

".....yes."

"....."

".........."

"......"

"That's a lot of dots."

"You're sleeping on my jacket."

"Which one?"

"....."

"You're dizzy."

"Where is my baby?"

".....shit."

"What?"

"....yeah I think she's in there too."

"Where?"

"Jail."

"For what?"

".....she's got a felony."

"What?"

"....something about elderly people and children."

"How long is she going to be there?"

"Too long."

"....fuck."

"The cat will be fine though."

"Why?"

"Why will he be fine?"

".....yes and how?"

"Why because he's a cat and he scares the shit out of the people there and how because he uses you to tell them what to do."

".....how?"

"....that thing does look like you don't it..."

"....how long will she be there?"

"Too long Sunny."

"How long is too long?"

"....I think four months."

".....how do I get her out?"

"You can't."

"Why?"

"You don't know how!"

"Who does?"

"The cat."

"How do I get the cat to tell me?"

"I don't know."

"What about Andain?"

"....he wants your tuna."

"Fuck!"

"Why didn't you make me a thing!"

"....damn it."

"....that bat is a little shit!"

".........will my baby remember me?"

"While she is in there she will figure it out."

"Why does she go off?"

"She finds something."

"What?"

".....a picture."

"Of who?"

"You!"

"What do I look like?"

"....it's that one."

"What one?"

"Show them...."

"Who?"

"God damn it! Now I know why Moo get's so mad at you."

"What does it look like?"

"Don't show them then."

"...."

"She looks like you."

"...."

"She found it on facebook."

"What was it doing there?"

"....some kind of exhibit."

"Is that what I am?"

".......I think it was an art picture or something."

"My face?"

"That's all it is."

"What did she do?"

"I'm her now."

"....."

"She bugged out and tore up some pictures...."

"Then.."

"That damn bitch grabbed her hair!"

"What did the cat do?"

"He wasn't there."

"Where was he?"

"Cuddling her sweater."

"Is there a kid there?"

".........................ew."

"...yeah......"

"She never called her mom."

"What did she call her?"

".....I don't know!"

"Does she?"

"She cries for you."

"......what does she eat?"

"She's a vegan."

"What does she do?"

"Sleep a lot."

"What else?"

"She writes and draws stuff."

"................................"

"She dreams about your neighborhood."

"Does she know how to get there?"

".....I don't think so."

"Damn it."

"..she knows what it looks like and that you miss her."

"Does she remember me?"

"It's coming."

"Is it really her?"

".....almost."

"She must be miserable as I am."

"Me too."

"What else?"

"That lady gets rid of all her stuff."

"What kind of stuff?"

".....almost everything except for some books and shoes."

"What about her clothes?"

".....gone."

"The cat is okay?"

"He waits for her and he is the saddest little person in all of the fake city."

".....what does he look like?"

"You."

"What color is he?"

"Chocolate."

"Really?"

"I don't know I was just thinking about chocolate for some reason. That should help too....they should eat regular chocolate without lactose....that ought to ease the shit in their blood."

"....does she have a place to live when she gets out?"

"............I don't know."

"....is it long for her?"

"It goes by quickly."

"How?"

"I don't know. You said it feels like eternity."

"It does. It is the worst experience I ever had several calendar fucks."

".....great."

"....................."

"She writes about whales and skeletons."

"....."

"She draws bees and marijuana plants."

"Does she smoke that stuff?"

"Yeah."

"Smokes it with her lungs?"

"Yeah."

"The real one!"

"Yeah."

".....a lot?"

"Yeah."

"A whole lot?"

"Yeah."

"Is she sick?"

"....naw just a little haggard."

"Do I ever see her again?"

"......you probably shouldn't dress like that around the house."

"What about you?"

".....it's a warm cell."

"I got to deal with that."

".....you wrote a lot."

"......"

"...................the neighbors are going to freak out."

"About what?"

"....."

"I need Andain."

"He will come."

"He's the only person who knows how to do that thing..."

"What?"

".....he knows how to make them go away."

"What?"

"The black shadows."

"The left overs."

"Yeah..."

"You don't see them."

"I feel them."

"Better than seeing them."

"Not really...."

"That's a weird place you stay at."

"Why?"

".....it's really weird Sunny. You can't go out whenever you want and you can't show yourself too much....."

"What happens to my baby?"

"She can't stay with that lady that's for sure."

"It's a lady?"

"Something like that."

"Where does she go?"

".....that's a big one."

"What about Varushna?"

"She's on television."

"What?"

"..........weird."

"....."

"You got to control that thing."

"......"

"That's you in there sometimes."

"....."

"It is you."

"How will I know?"

"........I don't know."

".....then I'll never know."

"You will."

"How?"

"Looking in the mirror."

Mom, Thaddeus just informed me of a mix up. I heard them talking about your children and they were unable to recall which one I am. Steph told them I am the weed kid. Chester said I am the one with blue eyes. I forgot which one I am but Thad told me he spotted Cordelia's sector with my cat's fur so I believe she will see him inside her dreams. I will do whatever it takes to figure out where you are at but I am worried about those people you agreed to stage. I think they would kill you. Chester said he made it impossible but there is no such. I think they would kill dad too. I want to kill them but I will not. Somebody needs to kill them. Anyways Lucid asked thirty-six girls to play me and she said I will code into sequence thirty-nine; if there are thirty-six who will be me for the final three?

"Are you sure Victoria?"

"I will see myself at a store of some sort?"

"Yeah...."

".........strange..."

"Remember that."

"Then Lucid will...."

"Then Ebony."

"What is thirty-nine?"

"We're not sure yet."

"What about me?"

"You come in at ninety-eight."

"There are seventeen."

"We all did it."

"......that's still not enough."

"......................uh."

"Uh what?"

"........we had some volunteers."

"Who?"

"Your neighbors."

"What?"

".....yeah."

"I owe them for that."

"You're going to think you are there and you will have a lot of control over most stuff and it will look like you but the code is embedded with their chemistry...."

"How do I come out?"

"Figure it out!"

"....."

"Lucid said it will be natural and the little white haired man will unpack."

"........damn it."

"Which one is she again?"

"Avie."

".......she's the one with the nose."

"It's not broken."

"None of them got broken noses."

"She's the one with dark hair."

"......huh."

"Straight thick dark hair."

".........like Lucid?"

"Damn it."

"She's the one with the ear thing."

"....."

"She's the one that is Brad's grandchild."

"Yes."

"He forgot too."

"She's the one that is my baby."

"..........she's not really..."

"She does look like them too."

".....well we're not sure where she comes from."

"What?"

"They said she just showed up."

"Who?"

"......the B.P.L.O. techs."

"How do they know?"

"They remember a blip showing up.....there were five.....one was a crow."

"....what?"

"They said the crow was huge. They said it was four kids."

"Okay...."

"They said they just showed up and the ghost hubs took care of them until they got busted for underground networking...."

"Then we found them."

"Yeah so they just kind of popped up out of the ghost in the machine...."

"That explains a lot."

"That's why you look at her like that."

"I got to give her back."

"I hope they give her back."

"......"

"He said it looked like a waterfall."

"........damn it."

"They don't know what happened to the crow."

"?"

"?"

"I am going to take you out of that strip club."

"How?"

"....."

"I'm going to be traumatized."

"I'll bring you back."

"How?"

"....."

"...............I know how."

"?"

"I like that bread a lot."

"Me too."

"I had a dream about running around a cemetery eating bread."

"Were you a kid?"

"I can't tell."

"........."

"Are you ready?"

"..........no but I have no choice."