There's a Dead Person Following My Sister Around
“I WAS HAVING a bad dream.
You know how in dreams you can know things that there's no way of knowing? I knew I was in Luxembourg. (See what being too conscientious about homework can lead to?) I was in an abandoned castle. The rooms were empty and huge: seven or eight times taller than me, with acres of polished-stone floor to cross before coming to a pair of golden doors opened to reveal an identical room beyond, leading to another pair of golden doors opening into another room ... on and on as... far as the eye could see. There was something I needed to get—I didn't know what, but I was desperate for it—and I walked faster and faster, searching frantically, my footsteps echoing hollowly. I knew—the way you know in dreams—that it was no use calling out: My voice wouldn't work.
And I also knew, though the castle didn't look particularly scary, that something bad was about to happen.
I mean, Something Really Bad.
But then I found what I was looking for. It was a hammer, lying on the floor in the middle of a room just like all the other rooms.MoreLess
You know how in dreams you can know things that there's no way of knowing? I knew I was in Luxembourg. (See what being too conscientious about homework can lead to?) I was in an abandoned castle. The rooms were empty and huge: seven or eight times taller than me, with acres of polished-stone floor to cross before coming to a pair of golden doors opened to reveal an identical room beyond, leading to another pair of golden doors opening into another room ... on and on as... far as the eye could see. There was something I needed to get—I didn't know what, but I was desperate for it—and I walked faster and faster, searching frantically, my footsteps echoing hollowly. I knew—the way you know in dreams—that it was no use calling out: My voice wouldn't work.
And I also knew, though the castle didn't look particularly scary, that something bad was about to happen.
I mean, Something Really Bad.
But then I found what I was looking for. It was a hammer, lying on the floor in the middle of a room just like all the other rooms.MoreLess
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