[Most probably influenced by Temazepam]
First part. I am in England. I cross a soccer field to an underground library. At the entrance to the library there is a single door five or six feet below me. Upon entering the door there is a very narrow stairway to my right; poorly lit. The stairs to exit are wider than the ones to enter. A central handrail of polished chrome. Instructions on the wall. You must grasp the handrail with your left hand and take one step forward. After the first step something takes over and guides you down to the next floor; very quick and smooth. At the bottom of the stairs is a loop of the same handrail opposite the end of the staircase's handrail, used to brace one's self just after being propelled by the staircase.
I go in to ask about getting a library card. It takes three weeks. I announce that I'm only in the country for a month and a half. The lady behind the counter immediately says she trusts me and issues me a temporary card so that I may check out books immediately. I leave the library using the same staircase, but using the stairs to exit there is no propulsion. One uses it as normal.
I go to cross back over the soccer field, but this time I notice that there is a racetrack before me. In the middle someone has been hit by the scores of racing cars. I briefly notice it, but concentrate on getting back across, past the field to some abandoned homes in the distance. A female is in my company. We walk through the abandoned homes where several people are doing illicit drugs. We have hidden a medium-sized drab green suitcase in a dishwasher in one of the homes, containing a large amount of marijuana. We have a disagreement about the pot. Somewhere among these abandoned homes is a bar.
Jump to 4703. It is dark. I am waiting for Mother to come back home. I am very upset and crying. Mother comes home drunk and berates me. Generally she is very unkind to me. The dark envelopes me.
Jump to Mayo Meadows. Someone is chasing after me. I walk into one of the shops in Mayo Meadows. I go into a storage room and climb up to the drop-ceiling. Me and the woman who runs the shop try to find the best way to avoid being caught. I find a ladder that eventually takes me up to the roof, but I have to tear away at the ceiling's material. I don't know if I ever made it.
