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| Winter 2007 |
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| I dreamt that I was back in college. Pitt I think. Every Friday night we would get together and play a version of D & D that involved people instead of lead figures. We would dress as various characters to act out the fights, solve puzzles etc. I don't know if we came upon this by accident or if one of us invented it, but one night we began teleporting to different dimensions. They picked me to be the lead female character. I didn't understand because I was nowhere near the most popular. Perhaps it was the amount of danger involved. The act of teleporting was actually quite easy. You just took a step, felt the static electricity grab your hair, then you were through. When we reached the other side our clothes were slightly altered and I believe our speech was too. We would go and solve something or fix something and we could always get back. One week I couldn't make it. One of my classes was going to teleport as part of an experiment or something. The assignment was done early so I was rushing to make my usual Friday night game. Something went wrong and I returned to a different place. We had always returned to the point of origin. I found myself lying on a set of concrete steps holding a large drink. Some man, I suppose my father, was yelling at me about letting the dog out. The little dog looked like a piglet from the neck down and had a bull terrier's head and tail. He said, "Now look how fat he got!" Just then a man came up swearing and yelling at my 'father'. He was saying such things as "I want my fucking money." Apparently he had gotten in trouble with a loan shark. Then, of course, he started talking about doing things to me. I knew I had to fix whatever had gone wrong. That is the premise of the story. |