I had a dream we were going to build another website again for some reason.
And you were there,
And you were there,
And (you) were there.
Excitedly, we raced around town in a sedan from one member’s door to another to whisper the news and get them into the car.
I began to reload a Linux operating system on a system and I watched the dots flash across the screen ………………………………
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We hurried off to Ashlyn’s house.
She wasn’t home.
Well, we’d better not tell her now anyway,
She might not understand or support this.
(Okay, let’s go.)
There are already seven of us ready.
Isn’t that enough?
(Why yes, I reckon that it is.)
Is she on board?
(Uh-huh. She’s using a new nickname and pretending she’s new.)
Is he on board?
(Uh-huh. Him too.)
What about her?
(No. She’s already on another site.)
What’s her excuse? I’m on about five of them that I cycle through all day long.
Things were going so well, I turned to one of them and said “You’ve never been here to see a day one activation, have you?”
She got really quiet.
I went back upstairs to resume my work.
Two of the others came upstairs looking for me and they seemed quite alarmed.
(“Day one activation.”)
(Why did he say that?)
(How does he know what that is?)
“You need to go to the hospital right now.”
“Why?”
“Our movements have torn a hole through you.”
“What?”
“Go downstairs. Right Now. We’re not kidding, we called an ambulance and they’re on the way. You have to go.”
(I was confused but I agreed.)
I got to the bottom of the stairs and saw the flashing lights outside of the front door.
(I opened the door.)
“Is this him?”
(Hm, I don’t feel so good. I held on to my stomach.)
I noticed the trail of blood and I blacked out.