I am in a house I do not know in waking life. Wide rooms, White light, Andy may be here too. Other people. There is a casing on the wall that I have lifted off which gives access to a sewer system. I am investigating this with a couple of other people. Crawling through tunnels on our hands and kness. The ever deepening feel of the labyrinth.
Back in the house someone in a position of authority visits. He has noticed that the casing on the wall has been disturbed. I know he will ask me about it and I try to come up with some kind of not very realistic excuse.
Streets full of dark green trees, The summer deeps.
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